Chapter 2459
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"I don't care." He took a look at her and slowly withdrew his hand. "I saved your life, but I didn't ask you to make a meal for me. What are you dissatisfied with?"
“……”
"To be exact, I gave you the only meat dish you cooked."
“……” Tang Qing was speechless. She didn't want to meet Xiao Fengting, but there were so many people on the island. Unless she moved to the sea, how could she avoid him.
Seeing Xiao Fengting poked her washed dishes again, Tang Qing couldn't bear it. He raised his hand and patted the back of his hand: "don't give me cheap hands!"
Xiao Fengting didn't care: "what's wrong with your hands. I'm still mean. "
Tang Qing pursed his lips and frowned slightly. He bent down to pick up the thin stool and said to Xiao Fengting, "I'll make you lunch."
Xiao Fengting bent the corner of her lips and glanced at the stool on her hand, "I made the stool on your hand."
Tang Qing's fingers clenched slightly.
Xiao Fengting: "the stools, chairs and tables in my home are not made by me, and I don't know how to distinguish them."
Tang Qing turned around. She looked at Xiao Fengting for a moment. Then she lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, as if she was a little tired. "Then I'll let you go back and take out all the things you've made, OK?"
Xiao Fengting gently Zheng Zheng, and then drooping eyes low smile, the voice is very light way: "what's the matter, I'm your. Mine is yours. "
Tang Qing slowly raised his head and eyelashes, and his eyes fell on his face. His lips were faintly smiling, but a faint bitter smile.
She took back her sight, shook her head, said nothing more, but returned home with the basket.
This is the first time that Xiao Fengting has been driven out in recent days and returned here.
I don't know if it is because this is the place where he opened his eyes for the first time. He really has a very difficult mood for this room.
He looked at the things in the room quietly and found that nothing had changed, except that there was little food left in the corner. Tang Qing put the stool down with his back to him and tied up his drooping hair with a hemp rope, revealing his thin back and white neck.
"You sit here and I'll cook."
She didn't look back at him. She went into the kitchen on crutches. The air was cold.
Xiao Fengting's fingers rubbed gently on the clean table top. He lowered his eyes, habitually hooked his lips and grinned. He found that there was nothing funny to do for him to entertain. The corners of his lips slowly turned down and sat on the chair for a while. Listening to the subtle sounds coming from the kitchen, he held his face and closed his eyes slightly.
Tang Qing used the snake he had strangled to make a Hot Pepper Fried snake meat, and made fish soup with the fish she had sent yesterday. The fish itself was what she intended to eat in the evening, but when Xiao Fengting came, she cooked it all, so as not to divide them.
After frying another pot of vegetables, she took out all the food in the kitchen.
Xiao Fengting lay on the chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.
When he was asleep, his face was calm and his brows were relaxed. Looking at him walking outside every day these days, his skin did not turn black, still as white as before. This sun does not tan the constitution, I do not know how many girls envy.
Tang Qing put the last dish on the table, hesitated for a moment, and pushed his shoulder gently with his hand.
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"I don't care." He took a look at her and slowly withdrew his hand. "I saved your life, but I didn't ask you to make a meal for me. What are you dissatisfied with?"
“……”
"To be exact, I gave you the only meat dish you cooked."
“……” Tang Qing was speechless. She didn't want to meet Xiao Fengting, but there were so many people on the island. Unless she moved to the sea, how could she avoid him.
Seeing Xiao Fengting poked her washed dishes again, Tang Qing couldn't bear it. He raised his hand and patted the back of his hand: "don't give me cheap hands!"
Xiao Fengting didn't care: "what's wrong with your hands. I'm still mean. "
Tang Qing pursed his lips and frowned slightly. He bent down to pick up the thin stool and said to Xiao Fengting, "I'll make you lunch."
Xiao Fengting bent the corner of her lips and glanced at the stool on her hand, "I made the stool on your hand."
Tang Qing's fingers clenched slightly.
Xiao Fengting: "the stools, chairs and tables in my home are not made by me, and I don't know how to distinguish them."
Tang Qing turned around. She looked at Xiao Fengting for a moment. Then she lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, as if she was a little tired. "Then I'll let you go back and take out all the things you've made, OK?"
Xiao Fengting gently Zheng Zheng, and then drooping eyes low smile, the voice is very light way: "what's the matter, I'm your. Mine is yours. "
Tang Qing slowly raised his head and eyelashes, and his eyes fell on his face. His lips were faintly smiling, but a faint bitter smile.
She took back her sight, shook her head, said nothing more, but returned home with the basket.
This is the first time that Xiao Fengting has been driven out in recent days and returned here.
I don't know if it is because this is the place where he opened his eyes for the first time. He really has a very difficult mood for this room.
He looked at the things in the room quietly and found that nothing had changed, except that there was little food left in the corner. Tang Qing put the stool down with his back to him and tied up his drooping hair with a hemp rope, revealing his thin back and white neck.
"You sit here and I'll cook."
She didn't look back at him. She went into the kitchen on crutches. The air was cold.
Xiao Fengting's fingers rubbed gently on the clean table top. He lowered his eyes, habitually hooked his lips and grinned. He found that there was nothing funny to do for him to entertain. The corners of his lips slowly turned down and sat on the chair for a while. Listening to the subtle sounds coming from the kitchen, he held his face and closed his eyes slightly.
Tang Qing used the snake he had strangled to make a Hot Pepper Fried snake meat, and made fish soup with the fish she had sent yesterday. The fish itself was what she intended to eat in the evening, but when Xiao Fengting came, she cooked it all, so as not to divide them.
After frying another pot of vegetables, she took out all the food in the kitchen.
Xiao Fengting lay on the chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.
When he was asleep, his face was calm and his brows were relaxed. Looking at him walking outside every day these days, his skin did not turn black, still as white as before. This sun does not tan the constitution, I do not know how many girls envy.
Tang Qing put the last dish on the table, hesitated for a moment, and pushed his shoulder gently with his hand.
"I don't care." He took a look at her and slowly withdrew his hand. "I saved your life, but I didn't ask you to make a meal for me. What are you dissatisfied with?" "To be exact, I gave you the only meat dish you cooked." Tang Qing was speechless. She didn't want to meet Xiao Fengting, but there were so many people on the island. Unless she moved to the sea, how could she avoid him. Seeing Xiao Fengting poked her washed dishes again, Tang Qing couldn't bear it. He raised his hand and patted the back of his hand: "don't give me cheap hands!" Xiao Fengting didn't care: "what's wrong with your hands. I'm still mean. " Tang Qing pursed his lips and frowned slightly. He bent down to pick up the thin stool and said to Xiao Fengting, "I'll make you lunch." Xiao Fengting bent the corner of her lips and glanced at the stool on her hand, "I made the stool on your hand." Tang Qing's fingers clenched slightly. Xiao Fengting: "the stools, chairs and tables in my home are not made by me, and I don't know how to distinguish them." Tang Qing turned around. She looked at Xiao Fengting for a moment. Then she lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, as if she was a little tired. "Then I'll let you go back and take out all the things you've made, OK?" Xiao Fengting gently Zheng Zheng, and then drooping eyes low smile, the voice is very light way: "what's the matter, I'm your. Mine is yours. " Tang Qing slowly raised his head and eyelashes, and his eyes fell on his face. His lips were faintly smiling, but a faint bitter smile. She took back her sight, shook her head, said nothing more, but returned home with the basket. This is the first time that Xiao Fengting has been driven out in recent days and returned here. I don't know if it is because this is the place where he opened his eyes for the first time. He really has a very difficult mood for this room. He looked at the things in the room quietly and found that nothing had changed, except that there was little food left in the corner. Tang Qing put the stool down with his back to him and tied up his drooping hair with a hemp rope, revealing his thin back and white neck. "You sit here and I'll cook." She didn't look back at him. She went into the kitchen on crutches. The air was cold. Xiao Fengting's fingers rubbed gently on the clean table top. He lowered his eyes, habitually hooked his lips and grinned. He found that there was nothing funny to do for him to entertain. The corners of his lips slowly turned down and sat on the chair for a while. Listening to the subtle sounds coming from the kitchen, he held his face and closed his eyes slightly. Tang Qing used the snake he had strangled to make a Hot Pepper Fried snake meat, and made fish soup with the fish she had sent yesterday. The fish itself was what she intended to eat in the evening, but when Xiao Fengting came, she cooked it all, so as not to divide them. After frying another pot of vegetables, she took out all the food in the kitchen. Xiao Fengting lay on the chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep. When he was asleep, his face was calm and his brows were relaxed. Looking at him walking outside every day these days, his skin did not turn black, still as white as before. This sun does not tan the constitution, I do not know how many girls envy. Tang Qing put the last dish on the table, hesitated for a moment, and pushed his shoulder gently with his hand.
