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Chapter 110 You Feed Me

Holding the knife and fork in his hand, He Zhiyao stared at the suddenly empty table in front of him. It took him a long time to raise his eyes and look towards the kitchen.

The kitchen door was open, and he saw Qin Shuang pile up the plates on the countertop in the center of the kitchen, with his back to him, stacked several plates together, and started to eat by himself.

He Zhiyao's eyelids trembled slightly.

It's the other way around.

Don't even dare to give him food.

During this period of time, he really cultivated her temper.

She even dared to play wild with him head-on.

He Zhiyao put the knife and fork on the marble countertop with a "snap".

Qin Shuang's back stiffened slightly, but she stubbornly didn't turn her head back, and viciously pierced a piece of steak and stuffed it into her mouth, mistaking the steak for He Zhiyao, and chewed it hard a few times.

She had never seen He Zhiyao who was so difficult to serve, who made heaven and earth his air.

It's easy to say that you change your face when you change your face?

It's not easy to talk, but let her think about it, if she knows what he's doing, she won't stand here and let him abuse him, she can abuse him in turn!

Qin Shuang thought angrily.

He Zhiyao stared at Qin Shuang's back for a while, then stood up.

He quietly walked behind Qin Shuang, watched Qin Shuang pick up a dumpling with a fork, covered her in his arms from behind, held her wrist, lowered his head, and handed the dumpling to his mouth.
"It's delicious."

Qin Shuang: ...

He Zhiyao held her hand and forked another steak, and handed it to his mouth: "I'm hungry, Mrs. He."

Qin Shuang thought, why didn't you starve to death!
She rolled her eyes silently, and wanted to slap the plate in his face.

He Zhiyao lowered his head and touched her face sideways: "Mrs. He, are you feeding me?"

Qin Shuang: ………You think so beautifully.

"I have to go out when I'm full." He Zhiyao said again.

Go out and vent your anger on you.

When Qin Shuang heard that he was going out, his eyes suddenly lit up a lot, go out, go out.

The anger that had been suppressed for a long time dissipated immediately. She obediently picked up the plate and said, "Then go eat outside."

He Zhiyao's chin rested on her shoulder, and he didn't move: "I want to eat this way, and leave when I'm full."

Qin Shuang: ...

She ground her molars secretly, resigned to her fate and cut the steak into small pieces, then picked up the plate, and handed the steak and the dumplings to his mouth.

He Zhiyao had a good appetite, and he ate most of a piece of steak she had fried, and also half a plate of dumplings, before he finally condescended and said, "It's done."

Qin Shuang put down the plate, her hands were sore.

He Zhiyao leaned over and rubbed her lips twice, and said, "Let me wipe your mouth."

Then patted her on the head, turned and left.

Qin Shuang: ...

I can go to your uncle!
It wasn't until she heard the door closing outside that she brought the remaining steak dumplings to the dining room table, sat down, rubbed her sore arms, and thought without tears, so what the hell was she planning just now?
Picture what?
Wouldn't it be nice to have a good meal?
What is she competing with neuropathy? ?
While eating, Qin Shuang thought, she must have been influenced by He Zhiyao, and became abnormal just like him.

By the time she had eaten, drank, washed, packed up and lay down, it was past midnight, and He Zhiyao didn't come back, so she was too sleepy.

Just as she was about to put down her phone and go to sleep, a new message popped up on her phone to remind her. She raised her phone and took a look. It turned out to be from Song Qinghe.
"I will go to Beijing for an audition next Tuesday, and I will tell you the exact time and place."

"Remember to buy me coffee."

(End of this chapter)