Shi Sui raised his eyebrows: "What did you say? Say it again."

Meeting righteously: "Xianyi is my little niece, she gave me the meal, of course it was for me! My brother is going to count the meal, you never want to take me a grain of rice!"

He used to be at the xiang's house, and every time he cooks for a small friend, he has to fight for food with those girls. Slow your hands a little bit, you don’t even have to lick the plate!

Now that he finally has the opportunity to eat alone, he is not stupid when he meets, so he doesn't give Shi Sui.

As he was talking, the secretary knocked on the door to come in, put an insulated lunch bag on the meeting table, and respectfully said: "Mr. Xiang, this is delivered by the driver of the Xiang family."

When they met, they opened it happily, three home-cooked dishes, a purple rice mixed grain rice, and a small pudding, milky white and creamy, and I used a spoon to poke Q bombs.

I, meeting, must be the happiest man in the world!

"Mr. Shi, this is yours."

When they met, they noticed that the secretary still held a heat-preserving lunch bag that was obviously twice the size and placed it in front of Shi Sui.

"Huh?" The little niece gave Shi Sui food? ?

Shi Sui lazily thanked him. After the secretary went out, his ears were obviously red.

...This man is really too Su in his gestures.

Opening the insulation bag, Shi Sui's eyes were filled with a smile.

The handsome and gentle man, at this moment like a child showing off a toy, slowly took out the lunch box.

In addition to the same spicy chicken, honey-flavored chicken wings, and shrimp custard, there is also an extra soup with pickled fish and mushrooms.

And the weight is more than the meet, even the small pudding has four! Four!

The hearts that meet each other are broken in an instant.

"Ah ah why! Why do you have more food than me..."

Don't want anything wronged, Shi Sui glanced over each dish in turn.

Sour, sweet, spicy, and fresh are all available, and a handy note is attached, marking the ingredients and seasonings used in each dish. Please read it carefully to prevent allergies.

The handwriting is clear and juicy, self-contained, but it is inadvertently gentle.

Shi Sui's thin lips evoked an upward arc, holding chopsticks to taste.

So when I met, I saw that a certain actor with impeccable table manners on weekdays turned out to pick up dishes faster than once...

Although not as exaggerated as gorging, but from the speed and demeanor, he can feel that he is very satisfied.

Meeting quickly finished his meal, tiptoed to him, ready to eat a little pudding...

"brush--"

Shi Sui took away the small cat box containing the patch in a thunderous manner.

We met and wailed: "You have four! Four! You can't finish eating, so what's the matter with me? Or is it not a brother?!"

Shi Sui did not change his face, and returned as many words as he had just met: "Brothers will be fortune."

Meet: "..."

"I put in the refrigerator and will eat next time." After a pause, Shi Sui smiled slightly, "After all, I have four small puddings and you only have one."

Meet: "..."

Thousand arrows pierced the heart, all thoughts were ashamed, but so let's stop!

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