All Stars Are My Food Fans

"What's that for?"

"..."

Is this a tongue twister? !

"No, it's really not because of training." Jiang Qiuqiu organized the language and looked at Mo Si gently, "It's really because of some other things."

Mo Si also looked at Jiang Qiuqiu.

Every time they looked at each other in such a soft and quiet atmosphere, Jiang Qiuqiu couldn't help but want to turn his head away.

"But your mood has changed." Mo Si said: "And I can be sure that your mood change is related to me."

This man is really a Sherlock Holmes in detail, a little idiot in emotional perception.

It is indeed related to him, but Jiang Qiuqiu cannot say for this reason.

"No, it's just that today's training results are not good. I'm wondering if it will be difficult to get admitted to the Federal University——"

"It's not the reason." Mo Si said, "What is it, why can't you tell me directly."

tell you directly?

...

"Why are you covering your face?"

"You're blushing again, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking you're doing the right thing today, I shouldn't be mad at something trivial."

Mo Si immediately shook his head, "It was my fault."

The two competed to admit their mistakes, but in the end, Mo Si, who really thought he was wrong, was better and took all the mistakes.

After such a past, Jiang Qiuqiu was a little bit ridiculous. It was almost six o'clock, and the little crispy pork had not been fried yet. Jiang Qiuqiu had to go to the kitchen to catch up with work, and Mosi also went there to help.

It was a bit cramped for two people to stand in a large kitchen on weekdays. Jiang Qiuqiu felt that there was nothing for him to do, so he wanted to ask him to go back, but Mosi was very troubled.

He knew the process of making crispy meat quite well, so he went straight to the mushy area to smear the fat and thin strips of meat.

Well, everyone got started, and Jiang Qiuqiu also picked up the fishing spoon and started to work.

In the sound of sizzling hot oil, Mosi, who had been stirring the pork belly beside him, subconsciously glanced at the pot.

actually……

He has seen this pot many times, together with hundreds of millions of netizens from the Federation, waiting for the food to be born from this pot and then into the porcelain plate.

However, his eyes moved up slowly, the long hair gathered up, the delicate profile face, the small chin and the starry eyes, only one person has seen it.

(Mo idiom: So I'm not human???)

The mousse is powerful, the stirring speed is fast, and the goo on the meat is evenly hung.

After this pot of crispy pork was fried, Jiang Qiuqiu placed another plate, and when she turned around, she inadvertently saw Mo Si's silhouette.

His hair is quite short, not the popular modern style of a handsome man. This length is a little longer than an inch head. If it is not too stunning for his facial features, this hairstyle is really easy to make people feel ugly.

If someone else came to Jiang Qiuqiu's house to "toughly" apologize, Jiang Qiuqiu would definitely find that person annoying.

But when Mo Si came, she just found it interesting.

While helpless, I think he is really frank and cute.

She thought, this beautiful boy is fine everywhere, but he doesn't seem to like me.

but--

She glanced at Mo Si secretly, my sister is not someone who gives up easily, the time is not right now, wait until later!

The youth and life that come once again must be presumptuous and happy to not be let down.

The crispy meat is finally fried! The two scanned them into the window together, Jiang Qiuqiu handed a plate to Mosi, "Thank you for your hard work!"

"You work hard, you do this every day."

"If you like it, you won't feel hard, yes, it's time for dinner, thank you today, do you want to stay and have dinner before going back?"

After releasing her suspicions, she resumed the same tone as before, and invited him, but Mosi didn't want to have dinner at Jiang Qiuqiu's house.

because……

He can sometimes lose control of himself if he eats too much energy-dense food.

He hesitated, and Jiang Qiuqiu asked again: "Is it inconvenient? You can go back first if you have something to do."

"It's all right."

Mo Si thought that he should be able to control himself.

He has excellent self-control.

Besides, he has seen the dishes on the plate over there, and he has eaten them all. As long as you eat it, you will be resistant.

Nothing will happen.