Moonlight Kissed The Red Rose

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In the pot, there was a white gas, and the fragrance exploded with the rolling of the bubbles and spread to the whole room.

Qi Yuanhan helped carry the plates, and the two of them ate them, taking only a little of each dish.

The dishes were placed around the pot, and the table was full. Qi Yuanhan asked, "Don't you take out the sweet potatoes in the oven?"

Ye Qinghe said: "Get it for cats. Eat a little bit properly to promote digestion and prepare it for cat meal."

Qi Yuanhan let out a cry and didn't ask more:

Ye Qinghe looked at Qi Yuanhan and looked at her serious expression, and said, "I am teasing you. It must be made for you. I kept it for dessert. The cat can eat so much. Why, are you angry?"

Qi Yuanhan defended: "I'm not angry, I just asked politely." Then a little bit lost, nothing more.

She picked up the prawns and put them in a colander? Cook them, planning to make half of them, but after cooking, she can't separate them with chopsticks.

Ye Qinghe said, "You should separate it first, then put it in the pot, cook it, oh, it's really stupid."

Qi Yuanhan worked it for a long time, and the shrimp slipped and smashed, and it was difficult to divide half of it to Ye Qinghe. She put her shrimp slippery into the sauced saucer? "Let's eat it, I don't know if it's tender or not."

Shrimp bought ready-made prawns. Originally, I wanted to buy them and beat them by myself, but it was too much trouble. Qi Yuanhan didn’t wait for Ye Qinghe to speak, he became picky and said, “I still have to buy fresh prawns and make them myself. feel."

Ye Qinghe said: "You next? Come early next time, I will have time to do it for you."

Qi Yuanhan looked at the watch on his wrist. It was nine o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark outside.

Hot pot looks simple, throw in some ingredients and cook it and you can eat it. Actually, it takes a lot of time to cook the soup by yourself. You have to make the soup base and watch the heat of the soup.

Ye Qinghe soup is well made, and it locks the umami taste of the ingredients. Eating hot pot in winter has a unique atmosphere and feels warm.

The light in the house is lit, and the white smoke in the pot floats upwards, and the boiling soup is bubbling. When eating, look out of the glass window and you can see the cold snow.

Qi Yuanhan stayed at night? Come to live, she went to see on the second floor, the next room was cleaned up, she was still wondering that Ye Qinghe actually cleaned up one more room.

Is it serious? Going to sleep separately?

She went in and opened the door and smiled.

What a serious person.

Ye Qinghe changed this room into an art room, and put some rice paper in it. Qi Yuanhan looked over it curiously.

Then, Qi Yuanhan felt that his eyes had been murdered. It was absolutely absolutely impossible. The person who wrote this is like a spring worm and autumn snake.

Seeing the ugly characters, everyone? Surely? Say, practice it, you can do it when you practice it, but facing the few characters that Ye Qinghe wrote?, Qi Yuanhan just wanted to say: writing? Such ugly, you are embarrassed to practice. what!

Can't children's characters? It's so ugly.

Qi Yuanhan couldn't read it. Go, and turned the paper over. When she came out of the room and closed the door, she saw Ye Qinghe walking towards the room holding things.