All Stars Are My Food Fans

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

but……

There was a moment of shaking in the bottom of my heart, and I almost said another answer. Mosi told himself that it was excusable to say another answer.

After all, she is still young and is about to go to Federal University. This 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 very uncomfortable to be exposed to everyone's eyes.

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

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

He said: "You like to cook very much, and the panoramic shot of you will make the picture richer and more attractive."

"you're right!"

"Okay, let's not talk about the live broadcast all the time." She also went to the kitchen to bring a meal. "It's eight o'clock and we haven't had dinner yet, so let's have dinner first!"

This dinner is destined to be extraordinary.

This is the closest fan to him, Jiang Qiuqiu naturally did not miss the opportunity to get close to the fans, and has been asking how the tofu tastes. Mosi's language is not rich, and the back and forth are delicious, delicious, and perfect words. Despite this, he still coaxed Jiang Qiuqiu to be very happy.

He saw that Jiang Qiuqiu's pupils were full of starlight, like a thin layer of the Milky Way.

He asked Jiang Qiuqiu again if he liked food very much.

Jiang Qiuqiu nodded and said, "Yes, I like cooking very much. Cooking makes people happy, and it's even happier if people like it."

After she said this, Mo Si took a sip of the soup and 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 real: "Because of what you do, many people like it."

"You're the best cook I've ever met."

The more plain and sincere, the more inspiring.

The corners of Jiang Qiuqiu's mouth rose, "Sister Idiom always said that you can't speak, but I think you are very good at speaking most of the time."

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

After listening to the next sentence, I immediately picked up again in my mind-

Just mostly.

So, he has not been able to speak...

Wait, I suddenly remembered. Along with that memory came Mo idiom's ill-fated face.

"Feel sorry."

"Huh? Why did you suddenly apologize?" Jiang Qiuqiu wondered.

Mo Si looked at her, "Sometimes words are ill-considered and you get hurt."

"When did that happen? I forgot, let's not mention that!" Chen Zhizhi was rotten, and Jiang Qiuqiu pointed to the rice: "Eat first!"

"it is good."

The two gathered to eat together, and they ate more slowly than usual.

After Mosi had a meal here, he 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 dishwasher, you wash and I wipe, completely forgetting the robot assistant and housekeeper standing on the side.

At nine o'clock, there were no bright stars in the winter sky, only the occasional light from hovering cars and mechs.

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

The cool breeze was blowing, and she didn't wear a polar fleece jacket, so she really shouldn't go out.

She beckoned, "Then go back first."

that night.

Jiang Qiuqiu sent a message to Mosi, with no beginning, no end, not greetings, it seemed to have no special meaning, and it seemed to be full of special meanings.

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