The roasted lamb is delicious, the tomahawk lamb chops, fried over low heat to reduce the juice, sprinkled with spices and roasted in the oven, then placed on a beautiful plate, decorated with cherry tomatoes, mint leaves, and a plate of carefully prepared

The dipping sauce and the red wine from 1994 can't be more delicious.

But what whetted Li Bao's appetite was the man opposite who was tasting it carefully.

She smiled slightly: "Is it delicious?"

Qi Shuofeng nodded: "It's delicious." I couldn't believe she made it.

Li Bao took a bite of the tender lamb chops and said slowly: "My mother brought this lamb chops when she came to Yangcheng this time. These days, I have been learning how to make your taste at home every day. I'm afraid that it will taste like you again in the future.

It doesn’t have that taste, and I’m afraid that too much time has passed and I won’t even be able to taste the taste in my memory..."

Qi Shuofeng chewed slower and slower, and finally said: "From now on, when you want to eat, just let me know."

Li Bao twitched his lips: "What if I want to eat crayfish?"

"Can."

"Stir-fried rice cake with swimming crab?"

"Can."

"Pizza?"

"Can."

"Lionfish?"

Qi Shuofeng frowned slightly and looked at her curiously.

Li Bao: "I thought you could do everything. As for the lion fish, you just slice the carp out layer by layer, and then use scissors to cut it one by one, like a lion's mane, and wrap it in flour.

Fry them in oil until crispy, take them out of the pan, and pour the sauce over them..."

Wutong Restaurant has many great dishes, and she can think of one every day without repeating the same dish.

Qi Shuofeng smiled helplessly: "You think of me as a chef?"

"Oh, I just saw that you are in the library every day and have nothing to do. You can learn the recipe above."

After dinner, Qi Shuofeng cleaned up the kitchen, and Li Bao sat on the sofa, drinking juice and watching TV comfortably. He glanced inside the kitchen from time to time, thinking about turning him around.

But the first problem to be solved first is to let him stay tonight.

Seeing Qi Shuofeng busy inside, Li Bao's little thoughts didn't stop...z.br

However, when the man wiped his hands with a tissue and said he wanted to go back, Li Bao could only stop imagining in his head.

Her arms hung around his neck, and her legs gently rubbed against him: "Eat mine and leave like this?"

"The dishes have been washed, the range hood has been wiped, and the oven has been wiped clean. Don't you want me to mop the floor before leaving?"

Li Bao lowered his eyes. Her sweeping robot was wandering around the house diligently. She wished she had not removed the battery earlier. Such a good reason was gone.

Standing on tiptoes, she touched his lips and smiled charmingly: "You are cleaning those irrelevant people, not the house."

Qi Shuofeng knew what she was hiding.

It's just that she is still young and doesn't know how scary men are.

He touched her little head again: "It's very late. Don't you have a difficult experiment to do tomorrow? Be good and go to bed early."

Li Bao: "..."

In the end, she acted coquettishly and made him agree to wait until she fell asleep before leaving.

The days after the reconciliation were sweet again, and the air was filled with fruity sweetness.

In the small storage room in the library, there was always a box of beautiful fruit platters with peaches, cherries, and strawberries that smelled sweet. Li Bao also ushered in the final exam with this sweet fruity smell.

Every day is a vague endorsement.

There are no key points in the textbooks for medical students, only key points throughout the textbook. Even though Li Bao studies hard and reads every day, he still pulls his hair in pain during the exam.

The sweetness of love is not worth the anxiety of exams, especially Li Bao's plan. This semester she not only has to catch up with her classmates, but also gets a scholarship and becomes an outstanding student.

The days became like staying in the library and not wanting to go home.

Come and go, the time on the road can be used to read a book.

She could also move back to the dormitory, but she hadn't lived there for such a long time, and she and her roommate had never gotten along, so going back suddenly would only disrupt each other's lives.

Rhythm of life.

Qi Shuofeng fed her several times, and once he saw her nestled in the storage room, with her back against the wall and her chest against the desk, and she just fell asleep.

Feeling distressed, he finally let her stay in his dormitory.

"Really?" Li Bao pushed up his glasses, and his dark-rimmed eyes shone brightly.

Qi Shuofeng always felt that he had been fooled. Is this girl just waiting for him?

But once the words are spoken, they are like water thrown out, there is no reason to recycle them.

So he took her schoolbag and returned to his staff dormitory.

When Li Bao arrived at the place, he looked around, squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the man: "You said this is your staff dormitory?"

This level is completely the standard for professors' dormitories, not for support staff.

A private suite has a living room, kitchen, bathroom, study, balcony, and a bedroom of at least fifty square meters. This is basically a high-end apartment!

The staff dormitory in her imagination consisted of two beds in a room, a bathroom and a balcony for drying clothes. Oh, he lived alone, so the empty bed was filled with clothes.

But the house in front of her was clean and tidy. She ran to his bedroom out of curiosity, opened the door and took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the quilt was not folded into tofu blocks.

But Li Bao has no doubt that if he were not afraid of revealing his identity, the quilt would be in the shape of tofu.

Qi Shuofeng coughed and said, "I asked you to read a book if you have a clear mind."

Li Bao also coughed: "What's wrong with my thoughts? I'm just visiting the staff dormitory, but you, what are you thinking about?" He narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Qi, are you thinking about some random things?"

Wrapping up his clothes, he grunted and strutted into the study with his books in his arms.

The bookshelves in the study room are filled with ordinary books, the Internet, and documentary literature, which is consistent with his status as a librarian.

Li Bao glanced at him and thought for a moment. She remembered that it seemed to be Professor Ji upstairs.

Don’t ask anything, just open the book and review it carefully.

When she became too sleepy, she lay on the table and fell asleep. But when she woke up, she was in the big bedroom of Qi Shuofeng that she had checked.

But there was no one else around, only herself.

Li Bao rubbed his eyes and went out, and saw a man lying on the sofa, his long legs hanging on the armrests, and his upper body sticking out of the sofa, which was lengthened by a chair.

"What a high-end apartment, it doesn't even have better furniture..." Li Bao muttered, feeling distressed seeing him squeezed on the sofa and suffocating.

Fool, that sofa is just right for her to lie on, and it's wide enough.

Qi Shuofeng opened his eyes and looked at her quietly.

Li Bao walked over and said, "Go to bed and relax for a while. It's still an hour before work."

Qi Shuofeng stirred and stood up: "I'm going to make breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

Li Bao: "Lean meat porridge, and two eggs."

She is now a candidate for exams and has to use her brain very hard. She needs to eat more eggs to supplement her lecithin.

Qi Shuofeng nodded and went to cook porridge for her.

Adjust the rice cooker to porridge cooking mode, jog downstairs for half an hour, go upstairs to add minced meat to the porridge, put the steamer in the steamer to boil eggs, and then go into the bathroom to wash up.
Chapter completed!