Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 417 Doctor Feng, are you in love? 10
After skin care, Xin He could only continue to open the game helplessly.

Suddenly, Xin He seemed to think of something, she quit the game, and clicked on Feng Su's WeChat.

He He He He: Doctor Feng, you don’t need to return that bottle of soy sauce to me. I basically don’t cook, and the soy sauce I keep at home is also a pile of ashes. Let it be used by you.

After sending, Xinhe looked at the dialog box and smiled, and then opened the game contentedly.

After Xinhe successfully ate two more chickens, there was another knock on the door.

The first thing Xin He thought of was Feng Su.

This one has just reached the middle stage, when Xin He got up and opened the door, he found a house to hide.

Sure enough, Feng Su was standing at the door, but his hands were empty.

Xinhe guessed that he should not have come to return the soy sauce.

But apart from this matter, Xin He couldn't think of anything Feng Su could find himself.

Xinhe smiled at Feng Su, and asked in a soft voice: "Doctor Feng, what's the matter? Is there any seasoning missing? I still have a lot of seasonings at home. If you find it useful, take them all. I don't usually cook. , Those seasonings are useless."

After finishing speaking, Xin He felt that the words seemed familiar, but she didn't think about it.

Feng Su waited for Xin He to finish speaking before opening his mouth, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Ah?" Xin He couldn't respond to Feng Su's topic, but she still answered honestly: "Not yet, but I've almost eaten, what's wrong?"

Xin He said and pointed to the pile of snacks on the sofa behind her.

Seeing this, Feng Su could only sigh helplessly, "I made more when I was cooking just now, I wanted to invite you to eat together, no..."

Before Feng Su could finish speaking, Xin He quickly interrupted him: "No! I can still eat! I'll go get the bowls and chopsticks..."

After 1 minute, Xin He came out empty-handed, touched his nose a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I just remembered, I don't have a bowl at home..."

Feng Su couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "It's okay, I have a bowl at home, you can come here directly, the food is already cooked."

Xin He heard that she went out after Feng Su.

Feng Su's house is similar to hers, except that one is neat and tidy, while the other is extremely chaotic.

Xinhe couldn't help but dislike herself for being too lazy.

"Sit down first, I'll get the food."

Feng Su brought Xinhe to the dining room, pointed to the chairs, and went in to serve the meal.

Xinhe looked at the food on the table, and it was basically his favorite food.

Seeing this, Xinhe's brows slightly raised.

Tsk, it seems that since Zimmer's plane, Feng Su's taste in basically every plane is similar to his own.

There's something weird here...

Feng Su came out with the rice, he first helped Xin He get a bowl of soup, and then helped her serve the rice.

Xin He quickly thanked her.

It's been a long time since I ate the food cooked by Feng Su, Xin He really misses it.

After eating a bowl of rice, Xin He hesitated for a second, before she could speak, she heard Feng Su's deep voice thinking: "Do you want more? There is just a little left in the pot."

Xinhe felt a little embarrassed by this, but in the end he was defeated by the delicious food in front of him.

So, her heart became ruthless, and she said softly, "Yes!"

Anyway, she and Feng Su have known each other for so long, her image has long since disappeared.

Although it is one-way...

But that's about it.

Xin He comforted herself.

When Feng Su looked at Xin He's appearance, he wanted to laugh, but he held back.

He took Xinhe's bowl and went in to help her fill another bowl of rice.

(End of this chapter)