All Stars Are My Food Fans

  Chapter 303 The Leader of Sweet Talks

  If you only talk from the perspective of live broadcast, there is no doubt that her panoramic live broadcast is much better than the half-cut live broadcast.

but…

   There was a momentary shake in my heart, and he almost said another answer. Mo Si told himself that it was excusable to want to say another answer.

  After all, she is still young and is about to go to Federal University. This kind of live broadcast platform has a lot of traffic and many people watch it.

   Jiang Qiuqiu is obviously a rich person on the platform, and it will undoubtedly be uncomfortable to expose it to everyone's eyes.

  But the dew is exposed, there are materials everywhere, and it is useless to cover up.

  Thinking about it, Mo Si raised his eyes: "It's a panoramic view."

  He said: “You like cooking very much. If you take a panoramic view of you, the picture will be richer and more attractive.”

"you're right!"

   "Well, I won't keep talking about the live broadcast." She herself went to the kitchen and brought a meal, "It's eight o'clock and I haven't eaten dinner yet, let's have dinner first!"

  This dinner is destined to be extraordinary.

  This is the fan closest to him. Jiang Qiuqiu naturally did not let go of the opportunity to get close to the fans, and kept asking how the tofu tastes. Mosi's language is not very rich, just a few words that are delicious, delicious, and perfect back and forth. Even so, he coaxed Jiang Qiuqiu very happily.

  He saw Jiang Qiuqiu's eyes were full of starlight, like a layer of fine milky way.

  He asked Jiang Qiuqiu again if he particularly liked food.

  Jiang Qiuqiu, nodded: “Yes, I like cooking very much. Cooking makes me happy. It’s even happier if I make something that someone likes it.”

  After she said this, Mo Si took a sip of the soup, and then suddenly said: "Then you should be very happy every day."

  Jiang Qiuqiu didn't catch this stalk.

  I saw that the man’s tone was indifferent but very true: "Because of what you do, many, many people like it."

   "You are the best cook I have ever seen."

  The more plain and sincere, the more moving.

  Jiang Qiuqiu raised the corner of his mouth, "Sister Idiom has always said that you can't speak, but I think you are good at talking most of the time."

   "She said I can't speak?" Mo Si's heart was hardened, and his mind was immediately: My disobedient sister spread rumors everywhere.

  Listen to the next sentence, I immediately took it again in my head—

   is just the majority.

  So, he could not speak once...

  Wait, I suddenly remembered. Along with that memory, Mo Chengyu's undue beating face rushed towards his face.

"Feel sorry."

   "Huh? Why did you suddenly apologize?" Jiang Qiuqiu was puzzled.

  Mosi looked at her, "Sometimes you are hurt when you speak without thinking."

   "When did that happen, I forgot, I don't mention that!" Chen Zhizhi was rotten in the millet, Jiang Qiuqiu pointed to the rice: "Eat first!"

"good."

  Two people ate together, eating slower than usual.

After   Mosi had a meal here, she scrambled to help Jiang Qiuqiu wash the dishes. How could she let Mosi work alone.

  So in the small kitchen, two people each occupy a sink, you wash and I wipe, completely forgetting the robot assistant and housekeeper standing aside.

  Nine o'clock, there are no brilliant stars in the winter sky, only the light from the floating vehicles and mechas that fly by occasionally.

  Jiang Qiuqiu sent Mosi back to the villa. When he was about to reach the door, Mosi raised his hand to stop her: "It's cold outside, you can go back. Don't catch a cold."

  Cool breeze, she didn't wear a polar fleece jacket, she really shouldn't go out.

  She waved, "Then you go back first."

  That night.

  Jiang Qiuqiu sent a message to Mosi. There is no beginning, no ending, not greetings. It seems to have no special meaning, and it seems to be full of hints.

  —You are the first person besides me to eat this dish. #Attachment#

  (End of this chapter)