Chapter 252 Warm Dinner (2)

She also felt a headache seeing so many people, so she immediately replied: "Wok! You don't even have a pot at home."

Luo Zunfan's height advantage is obvious. After seeing the sign, he took Xue Miyue and went straight to the place where the pot was sold. There were not many people here. Xue Miyue picked and chose a wok and an aluminum pot. A frying pan and a rice cooker.

The four pots almost filled the trolley. She stuck out her tongue and asked him first: "The ones I chose are all the best, don't think they are too expensive."

Amidst the din of people, he said in a low voice: "The ones that are worthy of my kitchen can only be the best."

Even though her voice was very noisy, she could hear every word clearly. Standing in the supermarket like this and discussing such a topic of life with a handsome and extraordinary man, Xue Miyue only felt that it was a great challenge.

Many women around were peeking at Luo Zunfan next to him. Standing like a model or a superstar, he was too eye-catching among ordinary people, so she quickly ignored the deep meaning in his eyes and the deep voice in his voice. Sexy, but pulled him to the next area, the seasoning area.

After choosing oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea, Xue Miyue took Luo Zunfan to the next door to choose ten plates, ten bowls, soup bowls, spoons, chopsticks, etc., all matching, because she knew what she wanted, so she chose very quickly , and the price is naturally the highest, so the shopping guide was attracted to help them move the previous batch of things to the cashier, and soon they pushed the empty cart and set off to the fresh vegetable area.

"This is the last one. All the rice, noodles, and vegetables are here, but the people... seem to be here too." Xue Miyue wiped the sweat from her brow. Yet?

"Let's go." He didn't show any dislike, he protected her and pushed the cart and squeezed in.

Xue Miyue looked up at his chin. She had noticed from the moment he entered the supermarket that he really didn't reject it at all, and he seemed to be very familiar with the supermarket. She thought that people like him would never come here. In such a place, after all, he doesn't eat fireworks at home.

So while shopping for vegetables, although there were many people, she still asked him: "Have you come to this place often?"

Luo Zunfan glanced down at her, picked up all the bagged things in the car and took them to the weighing platform, then said: "When I was young, I used to come here with my mother often. After I was 15, I almost never came here."

Xue Miyue remembered what Chu Jing said. He grew up in an orphanage before the age of 15, and his mother visited him once a month, sometimes only three or four months later. Was it at that time that he would often take him to the supermarket? ?Will he also buy vegetables for him, and then cook for him?
Xue Miyue couldn't imagine what kind of mood he would be in at that time, excited?Or are you rebellious and don't understand your mother?Or like him standing in the supermarket now, he is just an ordinary boy with a breath of life.

When he was a child, he really didn't live happily.

"What do you like to eat?"

"You do it for me?" He lowered his head, because there were so many people, so he spoke in a low voice, and the warm and scalding breath sprayed on her ears.

Her ears are very sensitive, and they turned red involuntarily. His mood turned into joy again with the pink color, but the tenderness in his eyes was hidden the moment she raised her head. The sudden panic only hoped that she would I did not see it.

(End of this chapter)

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