The delicious and delicious dish is the heart of the dish next to these two dishes. It is clearly fried, but it can be placed in a white porcelain plate. It is green and neatly arranged, with white garlic sprinkled on it.

Rong looks as beautiful as the picture.

Mu Ru was surprised and walked closer and looked again. She was still so beautiful. So she couldn't help but look up at the man beside her and asked in a voice without any concealing surprise: "Is this what you did? How did you do it?

The colors are so bright and beautiful!”

Dongfang Mo became proud, put his hand on her shoulder to let her sit down, and then said softly: "I have only known one dish in my life, that is, this boiled vegetable heart. Try it and see, how does it taste?"

Mu Ru used chopsticks to pick up a vegetable heart and put it into her mouth, and took a bite gently. It was crispy and fresh, and the taste was just right, neither salty nor light, which suited her taste.

"You only know how to cook this one dish?" Mu Ru looked at him sideways: "Did you always cook it before?"

"No, I rarely do it," Dongfang Mo took the words lightly, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a vegetable heart and put it in his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction. The taste was pretty good, but he didn't even embarrass him today.

"How many people have eaten the boiled vegetable heart you made?" As Mu Ru spoke, she picked up one with chopsticks and gave it to her mouth. The taste was really great, and the natural fragrance was in her mouth.

People feel extremely comfortable.

"So far, there are only two," Dongfang Mo put down the chopsticks in his hand as he spoke and prepared to go to the kitchen to pack his meals.

"Only two?" Mu Ru couldn't help frowning, and then asked in the bottom line: "Which two?"

"One is my mother," Dongfang Mo said, and his eyes turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Mu Ru turned her head and saw only his back. She bit her lips lightly, then stood up and walked into the kitchen.

"I haven't cooked rice with a big stove before. The first time today, I'm not very good at craftsmanship, and I don't have good grasp of the water and heat, so the cooked rice is battered underneath, and the top is a bit like dry porridge."

Fan said to her behind him that he hadn't turned around, but he knew that she was standing behind him.

Mu Ru didn't chew, but just stepped forward, stretched out her hands to protect his waist from behind, and then pressed her face tightly against his shoulders and her chest against his

Back heart—

For the first time, she felt that he and her were actually very close, very close, so close that they were separated by two layers of cloth......

Dongfang Mo slowly put down the spatula serving rice in his hand, and fell down his hands and grabbed her and placed it on the back of his waist. Then, he slowly clenched it, tightly in the palm of his hand.

He had no complete connection with her, because, just now, she didn't understand why he had to put a small bed in the bedroom that belonged to them.

It may take a long time for him to communicate with her, right? Because, in some aspects, she is actually a little less enlightened than him.

It was a long time, and it was not bad. He waited slowly, even if her head was just a papaya, he waited until the day when she got to know her...
Chapter completed!