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It turns out that sleeping together in my mother's mouth means that Xiao Ran's face is redder and more shy like a newly cooked prawn.

"Mom, help me with that plate." Embarrassed, little ran changed the subject.

I used to think that my mother would help her with the dishes and continue to nag, "mom is from here. Don't be shy..."

"Mom, please take this out." Little ran felt like the monkey king who had been put on a tight hoop curse. His mother, like the Tang monk, had a big head, so he had to interrupt in time.

Yu's mother went out with the fried egg, but she did not forget to tell her, "have a baby earlier..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Hua came over. "Mom, give it to me, I'll come!" Take the plate in her hand.

Hearing brother Zhou's voice, Xiao ran, who was cooking noodles and soup, turned his head and looked at him tenderly.

In contrast, everything happened in the kitchen yesterday reappeared. Xiao ran blushed a little and hurriedly moved his eyes back. He seemed to focus on the pot, but his heart beat like thunder. He didn't know where he was.

Zhou Hua quietly saw everything in his eyes, carrying a plate from his mother's hand towards the restaurant.

And the face of joy in the mother also followed out, continue to chase Zhou Hua to recite.

"Xiao Zhou, you are all old. You need a child as soon as possible. I can help you with your child while I am still healthy."

Zhou Hua smiled, "OK, let's fight for it."

Four words block in mother's mouth, happy smile: "well, then I will rest assured to wait."

But hear such reply small ran, small heart firm one shake, wring up eyebrow, what call we strive for? How to fight for it? Is it difficult to be a fake?

In the wild imagination, a tall figure shrouded her petite figure, and then he looked up in panic and found that he did not know when brother Zhou had come to her.

"Brother Zhou..." Little ran stammered and looked away.

Zhou Hua pulled her aside and said calmly, "I'll come."

She panicked and retreated, only to find that the noodle soup in the pot had already overflowed, reduced to the fire, and made a frightening sound of "hissing".

Zhou Hua quickly turned off the fire, then put on the special gloves for the kitchen, and brought the casserole down from the stove. From the beginning to the end, Xiao ran stood like a fool and watched him calmly handle the follow-up work.

"I'll take Sheng, you go out first."

Zhou Hua looks back, sees her silly Leng behind, may be frightened, smiling to appease way.

Small ran hears the sound to return to the spirit, awkwardly pulled to pull the corner of the mouth, light voice way: "I come to help you."

In fact, she blushed, who is helping whom?

If brother Zhou didn't come in just now, maybe the whole kitchen will be on for a while. Maybe now she's just saying that I can help you.

It's a shame to think about it!

Because of her boasting, her earlobes were slightly red, as if they were still a little hot.

But she still tried to keep calm, turned around and brought the three small bowls, handed him the hand waiting for him to serve the noodle soup.

"Be careful of scalding!" Zhou Huasheng finished a bowl and handed it to her gently. He asked her uneasily.

Little ran was warm and ashamed, and went out with a bowl full of soup. When she returned to the kitchen, Zhou Hua took a bowl in one hand and walked face to face with her.

The two eyes are facing each other again, and different emotions appear in the eyes ··