Entertainment: a Little Daily Life with Childhood Sweethearts

Nazha smiled: "But let's avoid it. Today I live with Reba and I won't go back."

Then he stood on tiptoe and leaned into Jiang Hao's ear: "Thank you just now, Jiang Hao."

"How are you going to thank?" Jiang Hao teased.

"Reward you with a lollipop!"

Jiang Hao: "..."

32, the amount, really fragrant

night.

Nazha and Reba sat chatting on the sofa, watching idol dramas quietly, while Jiang Hao was helping Di's mother with the meals in the kitchen.

soon.

Jiang Hao came out of the kitchen with fish head soup. Because of Nazha's temporary residence, Di's mother specially cooked many high-quality dishes.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

The two who were watching the idol drama with their pillows in their arms, their eyes lit up when they saw Jiang Hao coming out with the fish head soup, especially that the smell had slowly drifted away from the house.

Girls love to eat, especially when they are bored. Of course, Naza loves to eat, but it is still not enough for the snack food.

When she saw Jiang Hao come out of the kitchen, she quickly got up from the sofa and trotted over with her long legs and bunny slippers.

The hot bar was very greedy and sipped, and the pure and beautiful eyes blinked at the fish head soup that Jiang Hao was holding in his hand, and the big fish head emerged from the soup.

"Rat, what else did you cook besides the fish head soup tonight, why does it smell so good?"

"Seeing that your brain is too stupid, you can't always turn around, so I cooked fish head soup to help you replenish your brain." Jiang Hao put down the fish head soup and pushed her head with his fingers.

"You're just stupid."

Hot bar nudging his nose to his lovely.

"My brain is very bright, unlike someone who is so slow to do things." Jiang Hao gave her a white look, and then walked towards the kitchen.

"You're not smart, hmph, even if you don't tell me, won't I go into the kitchen to see it myself?" Heba snorted.

Then she trotted and followed, maybe because of what happened just now at the alley downstairs, so she became more reliant on Jiang Hao.

The little hand grabbed Jiang Hao's big hand unknowingly, and only released his hand when he came to the kitchen, and trotted up with a cute and cute look.

"Mom, tonight's dishes are so delicious!" Reba blinked at the prepared dishes, and pursed his lips very bickeringly.

Di's mother stretched out her hand and pushed the little forehead of the hot bar: "The fragrance must be fragrant, but Xiaohao helped to complete these things."

Hearing the words, the little eyes slanted to Jiang Hao, stuck out his little tongue playfully at him, and then trotted out with the little rabbit slippers "da da da".

"Hehe, Xiao Di is like that." Di's mother smiled amiably towards Jiang Hao.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Jiang Hao smiled indifferently, then stretched out his hand to pick up the plate and said with a smile, "Auntie, I'm going out first."

"Go."

Di's mother smiled.

……

"Two school beauties, have dinner."

Jiang Hao came out of the kitchen with a dish in one hand, and his eyes fell on the two school girls who were still sitting on the sofa watching idol dramas.

"coming."

Nazha Dan laughed, stuffed the pillow in his arms into the hot bar and trotted by himself.

"Damn, he's more greedy than me."

Reba made a small mouth, but did not see any dissatisfaction at all, but followed up happily.

Jiang Hao looked at the two exotic school beauties and said with a narcissistic smile: "Today, this handsome guy made this dish himself, how is it, is it delicious?"

"so so."

Nazha and Reba answered at the same time, and immediately they glanced at each other and showed happy smiles.

Definitely a girlfriend.

Even the tone of the answer time is so synchronized.

"Don't refuse to admit it, you will be greedy to death later." Jiang Hao gave the two women a white look, then reached out and scratched their noses.

"With your average cooking skills, you still want to make us greedy. I think you haven't woken up from a dream." Reba said with a broken nose.

But his eyes were already staring at the food on the table, and the five dishes of various colors exuded an incomparably tempting aroma.

"I'm in favor of being hot." A faint blush appeared on the pretty face and gave him a white look.

Because Jiang Hao's action of scraping her nose just now made her a little unaccustomed, but she was more embarrassed by the intimacy of the opposite sex.

"You duplicitous women, don't let me see you gobbling up." Jiang Hao gave them a gloomy glance.

"Don't worry, you can't see it."

"We are girls, we have to be reserved."

"Yes, reserved."

Jiang Hao: "..."

"Hurry up and eat, are you still watching?" Di's mother came out of the kitchen with chopsticks and bowls and smiled.

"Hee hee, Mommy hasn't come out yet, how could we start by ourselves?" Hot Bar smiled cutely and intimately.

"Well, we're still waiting for Auntie." Nazha was the same, nodding obediently and smiling.

Their attitudes can be described as a [-]-degree turn. They were just like this to Jiang Hao, but now they've become that well-behaved to Di's mother.

Okay, don't wait for the two of you, hurry up and sit down and eat. "Mother Di smiled amiably.

"Then I'm welcome."

Reba laughed happily, and before Jiang Hao and Di's mother could do it, she already picked up chopsticks and tried it first.

"Oh, it smells so good!"

Hot Bar's eyes were slightly curved and he sighed in praise.

After listening to that, she quickly picked up one of the dishes with chopsticks and tried it. Her expression was the same, that kind of intoxicated expression of chewing delicious food.

Jiang Hao said speechlessly: "Hey, hey, auntie hasn't started eating yet, so you two are coming to eat?"

"Rat, try it."

Hot Bar's eyes were slightly curved, and he happily picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Jiang Hao's mouth.

Jiang Hao opened his mouth, ate, chewed carefully, and immediately praised: "Uh~, it's really fragrant!"

Di's mother with a face saw Jiang Hao's [-]-degree turn and couldn't help shaking her head. Today's young people really are talking about this, but eating that.

Ugh.

I really don't understand.

33. Big Secret

Ugh.

Women are indeed duplicitous.

Just now, I told Nazha that women need to be reserved, but they only had to be reserved for a few minutes before they broke down in an instant.

The two of them were lying on the sofa clutching their full stomachs at this time, and their contented expressions looked very satisfied and lazy.

"Who said to be reserved just now?" Jiang Hao sat beside the hot bar and pouted.

"Let's be reserved!"

Reba Nuzui rolled his eyes at Jiang Hao, then put his pretty face on his shoulder, and his small hand gently grabbed Jiang Hao's hand.

Nazha on one side was leaning against the hot bar. At this time, the two of them leaned tightly against each other like a collapsed hill.

"Reserved ghost."

Jiang Hao gave them a white look.

Nazha said with satisfaction: "Reserved, although only a few minutes, but it is reserved."

Are you reserved?

Of course that's not possible.

Although it is not so exaggerated, it is undeniable that this meal is really delicious.

Hot Bar raised his pretty face and blinked at Jiang Hao, the other's hand was gently drawing circles in her palm, itchy and comfortable.

Maybe it was because they were too full, the two of them just said a few words, and then they were too lazy to move.

As for Di's mother, because she usually goes out for a walk after dinner, chatting with other aunts and so on.

So now there are only three of them left at home.

"Drip drop~"

Jiang Hao's cell phone suddenly rang a message, which was sent by the barman at the bar, and of course his good brother and good friend.

Bar boy: "Are you there?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Jiang Hao.

Bar boy: "Our boss would like to ask if you have time in the evening and would like you to come to our bar as a resident singer."

"You won't let me have a resident singer?" Jiang Hao.

The guy at the bar: "Oh, don't mention it, after that band was played by you, they have already started to write and compose their own lyrics."

The little guy at the bar: "There is no resident singer now. So our boss wants to invite you to be a resident singer."

The bar boy: "How about it, do you have any ideas?"