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Chapter 35 Does it look good?

I originally thought the morning time was a bit boring.
But after Xu Youyu joined in, in just a blink of an eye, the time had already reached noon.
Li Luo played the guitar and sang a few songs that Xu Youyu liked. The two of them sat and chatted while the sun rose high in the sky.
When Xu Youyu's stomach growled, the two of them came back to their senses.
Looking at Li Luo awkwardly, Xu Youyu blinked, glanced at the kitchen, and asked in a low voice: "Are you still cooking for lunch?"
"It's okay, but..."
"I understand!" Xu Youyu stood up from the sofa, "I'm going to buy groceries."
"No, no, no." Li Luo quickly stopped him, then got up and walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a look, "I mean, there are some leftovers from last night. If you don't mind, let's cook some rice for lunch.
Bar."
When Xu Youyu heard that he didn't need to buy groceries, he immediately nodded: "Okay, I won't choose."
"Okay, just wait, it'll be ready soon." Li Luo took out a small piece of pork belly left over from yesterday, half a pack of corn kernels, bean sprouts, carrots, and two ham sausages from the refrigerator.
Seeing that he was getting busy, Xu Youyu originally planned to wait in the living room, but after thinking about it he felt a little embarrassed, so he turned back and walked into the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" Li Luo picked up the kitchen knife, put the pork belly on the chopping board, quickly sliced ​​it, and then cut it into shreds. He noticed Xu Youyu walking in and couldn't help but ask.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Xu Youyu looked behind Li Luo and asked.
Today, Xu Youyu wore a suspender skirt, revealing a pair of snow-white slender arms, and his chest was easily propped up in a graceful arc. Li Luo stopped holding the kitchen knife in his hand to avoid cutting his fingers.
"Have you ever cooked at home before?"
“Does cooking rice count?”
"Let's just forget it...but I won't need you today." Li Luo pointed to the leftover rice in the rice cooker, then thought about it and said, "Then help me wash the bean sprouts and carrots, and then put the ham
Take out the intestines."
"Okay, no problem!" After being assigned the task, Xu Youyu immediately became full of energy and stood by the sink and started washing vegetables.
While washing, Xu Youyu peeked at Li Luo cutting vegetables.
After studying cooking in college for two and a half years, Li Luo's knife skills are quite good, and the sound of chopping is very rhythmic.
In Xu Youyu's impression, her mother may not have the speed and fluency of Li Luo when chopping vegetables.
Watching Li Luo chop vegetables is really pleasing to the eye.
"You don't have to wash it for so long." Li Luo glanced at the dishes in the sink and reminded him abruptly, "Just rinse it with a little water and it will be fine."
"Oh." Xu Youyu came to his senses, quickly put the bean sprouts and carrots on a plate, handed them to Li Luo, then lowered his head and started peeling the ham.
By the time she had peeled the ham, Li Luo had already diced the carrots, then took the ham from her hand, sliced ​​it diagonally, and put it aside for preparation. He then took out a small bowl and beat three eggs and stirred them evenly.
In this way, the preparations are done.
"OK, thank you for your hard work." Li Luo clapped his hands and took out the leftover rice from the rice cooker, "Just leave the rest to me."
Xu Youyu stepped aside and watched Li Luo skillfully put the prepared dishes into the pot one by one. Heat steamed in the kitchen, and the aroma of rice began to fill the air.
She looked a little fascinated. In her eyes was the profile of Li Luo cooking rice seriously. Some thoughts were swirling in her heart, and finally turned into one idea -
Well, I must write this scene into my book.
I just happen to be troubled recently by readers saying that the daily interactions between the male and female protagonists are not very exciting.
Xu Youyu thought to herself, she didn't have that experience before, but now that she has a ready-made subject, let's see if they can still say that she has no pyrotechnics!
Sure enough, when writing a book, you still need to draw more materials from life.
Xu Youyu thought this in his heart, and his eyes on Li Luo became more and more pleasing to the eye.
Originally, she was worried that after renting a house with a new landlord, she would have to send her two children to live there, which would make it difficult to get along with her.
After spending a day together now, the rental experience is much better than before.
When she first moved in last year, the other three rooms were occupied by high school seniors.
Everyone went out early and came back late every day, keeping silent. When they saw each other in the living room of the rented apartment, they just nodded and communicated. It couldn't be called any friendship at all.
But now after switching to Li Luo and Ying Chanxi, not only do they have common topics to talk about, but they also have delicious meals to eat.
The quality of life has gone up a notch.
"Here, this is yours." Li Luo poured the fried rice into two plates, then picked up one of the plates and walked towards the living room table.
Xu Youyu quickly picked up his plate and followed behind.
"Senior, have you been living here during the summer vacation? Haven't you gone home to live with your parents?" Li Luo was casually looking for a topic while eating fried rice.
"I stayed there for a few days, and then I came back." Xu Youyu chuckled twice, "When I first came home, everyone loved me, but after a few days, I became disgusted with you."
"If it's like that in the morning." Li Luo swallowed the rice in his mouth and paused for a second, "I can still understand my uncle and aunt."
Xu Youyu was immersed in eating. When he heard this, he stopped his chopsticks and looked up at him: "...Don't think that just because you cook for me, you can bury me like this. Is it possible that your parents don't dislike you?"
"Yes." Li Luo nodded, "My family owns a breakfast shop. After the summer vacation, I get up at three o'clock in the morning every day to help in the shop. My parents can't bear to leave me."
Being directly hit by Li Luo's words, Xu Youyu was speechless. He took a deep breath and gave him a thumbs up.
However, after taking two bites of rice, Xu Youyu suddenly thought of something, rolled his eyes, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
Li Luo glanced at Xu Youyu's Apple phone on the table, and saw that after unlocking the screen, she clicked on the Qidian Reading APP that had just been launched not long ago, and clicked on a book that Li Luo was very familiar with.
Well...it doesn't matter if you are not familiar with it.
After all, the title of the book is "I'm Really Not a Celebrity".
"Do you usually read novels?" Xu Youyu picked up the phone and shook it twice towards Li Luo, with an inexplicable smile on his face.
"Don't watch it." Li Luo shook his head with an innocent expression, "I usually like to play games or watch anime."
When it comes to writing novels, it's usually better not to publicize it too much.
Especially entertainment novels, which more or less involve things between men and women, would be a bit embarrassing if people around you saw them.
Li Luo told his mother about this before, but did not choose his father. The reason is that his mother has a junior high school diploma and most likely will not read his books.
Even if I read it, I would probably find it boring after just one or two chapters, so that I wouldn’t see some content that is not suitable for the author’s mother.
For example, Xu Youyu, who writes online articles, should not let the other party know.
But at this moment, Xu Youyu, after hearing what Li Luo said, suddenly sneered twice in his heart, thinking that you are really pretending to be like this.
If the editor and Ying Chanxi hadn't recommended the same QQ account to her, Xu Youyu would never have guessed that Li Luo would be the author of this book.
However, after the denial ended, Li Luo was still a little curious and couldn't help but ask: "What is this book that my senior is reading about? Is it good?"
Chapter completed!
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