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Gong Si watched Ge Sasa go away, her eyes were curved like beautiful moons, and there was a slight smile on her lips, blooming like flowers, beautiful but a little unpredictable...

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that Los Angeles hurried back to the villa.

When he saw the woman watching TV in the corner of the sofa, his tense nerves finally relaxed.

"Have you eaten?" Luo Cheng went to Gong Si, held her soft palm, and asked softly.

"Eat." Gong Si pushed away the man blocking her view, focusing on the TV screen.

Luo Cheng didn't want to upset her, so he voluntarily gave way, went to the dining table to have a look, and saw that there was still a little leftover food, roughly a few older green vegetables, and a little bit of garlic left.

He happily took a bite and asked, "Is it specially reserved for me?"

It's delicious, and it's a taste that you can't get anywhere else.

Gong Si turned her head to look at Luo Cheng who was eating happily, and told the truth: "It's my leftovers, I think it's too old to chew, and I plan to throw it in the trash can later."

Los Angeles paused to eat the food, and replied nonchalantly: "Now that the economy is tight, don't waste what you can eat."

This time he didn't wait for Gongsi's response, Luocheng didn't care, he planned to add some rice, but found that Gongsi didn't lie, this woman really didn't keep him, there was not a grain of rice left in the rice cooker.

"I think something serious happened to your family, and you definitely won't be able to eat." Gong Si seemed to know what he was thinking, and said in a cool and authentic tone from the side.

Luo Cheng stepped forward and pulled Gong Si up: "My dad has temporarily passed the dangerous period. Reporter Gong, teach me how to cook. I will support you in the future. At least I have to learn how to cook."

Gong Si lifted her lips and smiled noncommittally: "I remember that some people disdain to do this kind of housework, saying that this is what women should do."

The words are still in my ears, but Luo Cheng overthrows what he said before so quickly.

"It turns out that Reporter Gong still remembers what I said. I knew that in Reporter Gong's heart, I still have a place for me." Los Angeles city seemed to be filled with vitality suddenly.

Today is a good start.Not only did his father survive a catastrophe, but it also let him know that the concubine did not forget what happened before.

Gong Si didn't refute, she did remember some things, and she remembered much more than Luo Cheng knew.

"I watch TV, you need to learn from the teacher and find someone else." Gong Si brushed away Luo Cheng's hand, returned to the sofa and lay down.

Luo Cheng was stunned for a while, and decided to look for information online.

Cooking doesn't seem to be difficult, just throw the rice into the rice cooker after washing.

The process of cooking for the first time in Luocheng was not very smooth, he was busy very late that day, and he had to find time to monitor if there was any sign that Gong Si would sneak away.

That night, Gong Si slept on the bed, and Luo Cheng still slept on the recliner beside her.

Gong Si got up the next day, and Luo Cheng added a bowl of sparse white porridge for her, and said with a smile: "Try the porridge I made for the first time, it may not be very good, I will continue to work hard in the future, and be a competent porridge." home cook."

Gong Si took a sip and replied in a low voice, "It's really hard to eat."

Luo Cheng is a proud man. If it were normal, cooking for a woman would be intolerable, let alone this woman is picky and picky?

He reluctantly eased his facial expression, pretending to be nonchalant and replied: "I will continue to work hard, and I believe that tomorrow will be better than today."

Gong Si didn't hit Luo Cheng again, she managed to finish a bowl of porridge before leaving the hall.