The living room was dark and quiet, and there was no sound. It was as clear as the smell of the great God. Luo Xiaojing looked around, but there was no figure of the great God.

I really have a rest.

With a sigh of relief, Luo Xiaojing first stepped forward with one foot, then gently settled down, and then he leaned in again.

With his back against the door, he patted his chest to calm his nervous heart. Luo Xiaojing pricked up his ears and listened to the sounds around him, then he raised his feet again.

The toes are padded, every step is light, and the hand on the railing is soft, moving up the stairs step by step.

Luo Xiaojing is like a thief who is stealing for the first time. He finally moves to the door of the room, breathes a sigh at his finger, and reaches for the fingerprint code lock.

"The fingerprint is not correct."

Luo Xiaojing a Leng, she has already changed into her own fingerprint, how can it be incorrect.

She rubbed her finger and stuck it on again.

"The fingerprint is not correct."

It's really evil.

Luo Xiaojing is afraid that the sound will wake Leng Yu up. She bends down and stares at the electronic screen that is on and off.

Fingerprint can't do, only password, but above the number, she can't see clearly.

Taking out the mobile phone and turning on the flashlight, Luo Xiaojing thinks about the password and starts to press the number.

"The password is incorrect."

Luo Xiaojing almost cried out, the code is wrong.

Did she remember wrong?

Looking back carefully, Luo Xiaojing pressed it again.

"The password is incorrect."

From the gate to the upstairs, Luo Xiaojing came over. Unexpectedly, the door lock gave her a big problem.

She was sweating, and her flashlight flashed back to the electronic screen: "what's the password?"

"Your birthday."

That's August 14.

The password is six digits. Luo Xiaojing and his year of birth press the password and the door opens with a click.

"It scared the hell out of me." Standing up, Luo Xiaojing wiped his nervous sweat, "but how can I remember that the password is not mine..."

She just responded. Her surprised eyes suddenly reached the limit. At this time, the crystal lamp on her head suddenly lit up.

Raised his hand to block the glare of light, the breath of the God has been approaching.

"As I said, Nanyuan has access control."

The pajamas on his body and the cloud between his eyebrows are the same color. He looks down at Luo Xiaojing, who is in a panic. The corners of his lips force him to spit out a few words: "what time is it now?"

The time displayed on the mobile phone is 10 p.m., and Luo Xiaojing shrugs her head and says honestly, "10 p.m."

"Half an hour late."

"I didn't come back so late on purpose. The last bus was late." Moving out of Nanyuan has been put on the agenda, but before she finds a suitable house, it's better not to provoke the God.

"No lies?"

Luo Xiaojing raised his hand and promised: "absolutely not."

"It's good you didn't run away from home."

Home?

The gloom in Leng Yumei's heart gradually dissipates. Luo Xiaojing chokes and smells a strange smell at the tip of his nose.

Has the great God made this his and her home?

No, never!

Luo Xiaojing was frightened by the thought coming out of her mind. Her face turned red and her hand trembled. She quickly grasped the door handrail: "boss, I'm going to have a rest. You have a rest early too. Good night."

If the God doesn't mention what happened in the restaurant, it will be deemed that it didn't happen, so if you can hide, you can hide quickly.

Unexpectedly, it was just a cat's waist. Leng Yu said, "I'm hungry."

Luo Xiaojing rigid body mechanical looking back at him, that indifferent face, full of if you don't cook for me to eat, will die very miserable threat.

She swallowed the saliva of fear: "boss, it's less than four hours since dinner time."

Born in the dark cuisine world, she doesn't dare to teach in front of the great God, and she doesn't want to live with the great God. Although the space is spacious, with the great God, the sense of oppression is breathless.

Leng Yu lightly hooked his lips and leaned against the railing leisurely: "originally, I didn't have the habit of eating midnight snack, but today, because someone ran away suddenly, I didn't even drink a mouthful of water."

Luo Xiaojing I'm going to make a midnight snack right away. "

As soon as he ran downstairs, Luo Xiaojing went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

As long as the God does not mention what happened in the restaurant, let her make a refrigerator.

"Boss, what would you like to eat?"

"It can relieve the depression."

Luo Xiaojing

It seems that the great God is not going to let her go tonight.

Take out tomatoes and a few eggs from the refrigerator, Luo Xiaojing as nothing heard, turned back to cold Yuyang: "tomato egg noodles OK?"

"Yes."No, it can only be like this. Luo Xiaojing can only do these simple things.

She turned on the gas stove and put water on it. She looked at the little yellow fire and was fascinated.

Hot eyes linger around her. She knows that all of them come from the great God behind her. She feels that when she and the great God are the only two people, he is no longer an iceberg with a full sense of distance.

It's just that she can't make the flame under the iceberg yet.

"Boss, do you like hard noodles or soft noodles?" The water has been boiled. Luo Xiaojing puts the noodles into the pot without asking Leng Yu.

There's always something to say, otherwise this strange atmosphere is really embarrassing.

"To your taste."

"I'm used to putting a little sugar. Is that ok?" Luo Xiaojing clumsily cuts tomatoes on the cutting board. His heart beats like boiling water bubbling in a pot.

"Yes."

"My mouth is heavy. Can I have a little salty?" Luo Xiaojing in no words to find words, she is still afraid, afraid of cooking noodles when god suddenly something, let her bear.

"All right."

Sprinkle the scattered eggs on the noodles. After boiling again, she put a little sesame oil and served them to Leng Yu.

"I can eat that big bowl, too?"

"I can eat as much as you make it."

She is a Zheng, the small face of crimson is smoked by Tengteng Teng's heat more red.

There seems to be a line between her and the great God. If she pulls a little, the great God will pull back a little. No one knows when the line will break.

Luo Xiaojing squeezed out a stiff smile: "try it first."

The chopsticks are handed to Leng Yu, and Luo Xiaojing pulls the invisible line between them to his side without any trace.

Staring at the God, watching him pick up a few pieces of face, to the mouth.

"How's it going?"

Leng Yu frowned and stretched: "you can leave the dark cuisine world for a while."

"Really?" Luo Xiaojing didn't believe it, so she turned back and gave herself a small bowl and put it in the palm of her hand.

The tomato and egg noodles were still a little hot. She sent them to her mouth and blew them. She hesitated and stuffed them into her mouth.

She leaned on the Liuli table, looked at Leng Yu and said with a smile, "I think I've been with boss for a long time, and I understand the essence of cooking."

Leng Yu raised his eyes slightly: "do you know that I really want to be with you..."