Zhang Ma tried to ask again, "Would you like Mumu to go to your room?"
At this moment, Qiao Simu happened to come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.
Zhang Ma quickly covered her phone and said softly to Qiao Simu: "Master Chen asked you to go to his room to have something to eat."
At the same time, Zhang Ma opened the public broadcast.
Fu Zhuochen, who was on the other side of the phone, saw that he could not hear Zhang Ma's answer. He felt a little depressed and took a step back: "I can send it to your room later."
Qiao Simu glanced at the various herbs and potions placed on the table, and quickly gestured to Zhang Ma.
Zhang Ma said: "Mumu has finished washing and will come over later."
"Okay, then I'll wait for her." Fu Zhuochen breathed a sigh of relief.
When Fu Zhuochen hung up the phone and shouted, Qiao Simu also breathed a sigh of relief.
If Fu Zhuochen came to see this pile of things on the table, he wouldn't know how to explain it.
"Mu Mu, Mr. Chen is treating you..." Zhang Ma tried to ask.
Qiao Simu rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I don't know either, let's just leave it like this."
We’ll talk about what happens next.
When she came out this time, she wanted to take Zhang Ma to relax.
After tidying up, I heard Fu Zhuochen knocking on the door from outside.
"Zhang Ma, you should go to bed early. Oh, don't forget to take this medicine before going to bed." Qiao Simu did not forget to remind her before going out.
"Okay, I remember that." Zhang Ma smiled and said.
People say that daughters are caring little cotton-padded jackets. She thought that she would never have the chance to experience it in her life, but she didn't expect that she would feel it after more than half a hundred people.
very nice.
Qiao Simu, who had just taken a shower, was still covered with a thin layer of moisture. She was wearing blue cotton pajamas with kittens printed on them. She was holding a whale doll in her arms and resting her chin on it. She looked very charming.
It's cute.
"Do you have to eat it?" Qiao Simu looked at Fu Zhuochen with round eyes.
Fu Zhuochen couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub Qiao Simu's furry head, and said with a smile: "You must eat it. If you don't want to eat it, then I can only watch you eat it with Zhang Ma."
Saying this, Fu Zhuochen was about to step into the house.
Qiao Simu said quickly: "I eat, I eat, Zhang Ma is already sleeping, don't disturb Zhang Ma!"
"Okay." Looking at Qiao Simu, who looked like a kitten with fried hair, the smile on Fu Zhuochen's lips deepened.
It was so easy to abduct the person back to his room.
He didn't feel hungry at first, but as soon as he walked into Fu Zhuochen's room, the smell of food in the room immediately aroused Qiao Simu's greediness.
It smells so good~~
Seeing Qiao Simu's expression that immediately brightened up, Fu Zhuochen reached out to Qiao Simu and led her to the dining table.
The portions of each dish are small, very delicate, but there are many varieties.
Watching it whets one's appetite.
Qiao Simu, who looked reluctant just now, could not wait to attack the delicious food on the table.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Seeing Qiao Simu's anxious look, Fu Zhuochen said with a smile.
"I'm not in a hurry." Qiao Simu curled her lips and denied it.
However, his eyes were clearly focused on the food and he couldn't move away.
He said he was not in a hurry, but when he was peeling off the lobster shell, he accidentally got pricked.
Fu Zhuochen shook his head helplessly and moved the small plate of lobster in front of Qiao Simu in front of him.
Qiao Simu immediately reached out and pulled the edge of the plate to prevent Fu Zhuochen from taking it away.
Fu Zhuochen said dumbfounded: "I'll help you peel the shrimp shells."
Qiao Simu: "??!!!"
"Do you want to be stabbed again?" Fu Zhuochen asked.
Qiao Simu immediately shook his head.
Fu Zhuochen smiled and his eyes fell on Qiao Simu's hand holding the bowl.
Only then did Qiao Simu let go of his hand.
Fu Zhuochen brought the hand sanitizer to Qiao Simu: "Wash your hands first."
"oh……"
After washing her hands, Qiao Simu eagerly waited for Fu Zhuochen to peel the crayfish.
"You can eat other things first." Fu Zhuochen was constantly being watched by Qiao Simu, and suddenly he felt a little stressed.
"The crayfish is the most delicious, I'm afraid you'll eat it secretly." Qiao Simu looked at it eagerly and said truthfully.
Fu Zhuochen became more and more dumbfounded. He stuffed the freshly peeled shrimp directly into Qiao Simu's mouth: "If you want to eat it, I'll give it to you. No one will compete with you, and I won't compete with you either."
Fu Zhuochen put the shrimp meat directly into her mouth, which made Qiao Simu stunned.
Afterwards, only the crayfish juice is left, which fills the mouth with enjoyment.
The seasoning tastes very good, the crayfish meat is also very tender, and the texture is very good!
Fu Zhuochen rarely eats crayfish, and his shelling speed is not very fast. Since Qiao Simu has been waiting eagerly, he can only work hard to improve his speed.
After a while, only the shrimp shells were left on the plate of crayfish.
But Qiao Simu felt that she still had more to say.
"I've finished eating." Fu Zhuochen took off his gloves.
Feeling the oil on his hands, he frowned in disgust.
"So few..." Qiao Simu flattened his mouth and said.
Just now, there was only one kilogram of crayfish, which was too big for my teeth!
"It's getting late now. I've eaten too much and it's hard to digest. Besides, there's all this." Fu Zhuochen said.
Qiao Simu looked at the other exquisite late-night snacks on the table. They looked really delicious, but after eating the crayfish, they seemed a bit tasteless.
Qiao Simu licked his lips, "Then...can we have barbecue then? I also want to drink Coke!"
"Isn't this it?" Fu Zhuochen pointed to several kebabs on the table.
Qiao Simu glanced at the minced meat that was barely enough to fit between his teeth, and then looked at the bland taste visible to the naked eye. His expectant face immediately fell: "It's not spicy...it doesn't taste good."
"Aren't you afraid of getting upset after eating something so spicy at night?"
"Don't be afraid!" He flattened his mouth and said, "It's not spicy, it has no taste at all, it's not delicious."
Seeing the pleading on Qiao Simu's face, Fu Zhuochen could only agree to her and asked someone to bake some more and bring them to him, but Qiao Simu suddenly stood up and said, "Wait a minute!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran back to the room. After a while, he came in with a tube of chili noodles, and then sprinkled the chili noodles on the barbecue with satisfaction.
That posture was like chili noodles costing nothing.
This made Fu Zhuochen feel as if his stomach was already burning, "You should eat less."
Qiao Simu didn't listen. Barbeque dipped in chili noodles and non-spicy barbeque were two completely different worlds!
Qiao Simu ate several skewers in a row. Looking at Fu Zhuochen next to him who hadn't eaten much, he gave him a skewer: "It looks good, brother! It's not spicy!"
Fu Zhuochen glanced at the mutton skewers covered in chili noodles and fell into silence.
"It's really not spicy." Qiao Simu emphasized again, "It's delicious!"
Under Qiao Simu's strong recommendation, Fu Zhuochen bit the bullet and took over the skewers.
One bite and I almost died.
Fu Zhuochen hurriedly looked for water to drink, but because of his cough, he accidentally wet his clothes.
Qiao Simu hurriedly found a tissue for Fu Zhuochen to wipe with, but because she got up too hastily, she accidentally tripped over the chair, and Fu Zhuochen hurriedly caught her.
The distance between the two people suddenly became infinitely close.