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Looking up and seeing Wen Qingying's gentle face, Tao Ling couldn't see the emotion just now. Tao Ling smiled and wrote on his mobile phone: "Happy birthday. What can I do for you?"

Seeing the question, Wen Qingying's smile slowly bloomed, he thought for a while, then shook his head.

Tao Ling felt slightly disappointed, and then asked after typing, "Where are we going to eat?"

The two discussed it for a while, but neither had any ideas. Tao Ling usually eats casually, and never has to eat something, while Wen Qingying has always been in a state of being able to accept everything, so the discussion was relatively silent at the end.

After a while, Tao Ling wrote: "Didn't you plan before?"

Wen Qing Yingying: "At first, I wanted to wait for my sister to come and cook for me, but this morning the community notified me that the gas had stopped, and she left."

"You can cook?" Tao Ling said with a smile, and continued to write on the phone: "Why don't you come to my house? Unfortunately, I can only cook noodles, dried noodles and instant noodles. If you want to eat, you still have to cook."

Wen Qingying showed two small tiger teeth and nodded.

It was already dark after the store was closed, and the two of them went to the supermarket together.

This was Tao Ling's first time visiting the supermarket with someone other than Tao Jun. He didn't like shopping at first, but walking through the shelves with Wen Qingying, he became patient involuntarily.

Shopping for vegetables is easy to say, but Wen Qingying is not very good at shopping even though she says she wants to cook. She guessed that she only started to learn after she came out to live on her own.

The two big men huddled together to look at the labels, and discussed the dishes and portions they needed. The main thing was Wen Qingying, and Tao Ling nodded in agreement, because he was either unfamiliar with these things, or he was not familiar with them at all. number.

After struggling to select the raw materials, he left the fresh food area and walked towards the exit. When passing the wine area, Wen Qingying pulled the trolley to a stop.

He turned to look at Tao Ling questioningly, Tao Ling smiled, walked around to the car, took two cans of wine from the shelf, paused for another two cans, put them away and walked forward.

Wen Qingying followed behind without stopping. He just picked up a bottle of red wine from the top shelf and gently put it into the cart.

Tao Ling didn't see this action, and when he was paying, he realized there was an extra bottle of wine. He stood in front of the self-service checkout machine, holding a wine bottle and looking sideways at Wen Qingying. Wen Qingying looked back at him and winked.

After a pause for two seconds, the two of them laughed together.

Tao Ling wanted to pay, but Wen Qingying had already taken out her mobile phone.

Jianwen Qingying looked at him seriously, Tao Ling smiled, and decided to respect his intentions, stopped halfway through the phone, stretched out his hand, palm up to signal to him.

There was an inexplicable sense of trust in this action. Wen Qingying suddenly raised her hand, patted his hand playfully, and turned around to open the payment interface.

Tao Ling was stunned for a while, then quietly clenched his fist.

I went home with Wen Qingying several times, but never invited him to sit up. Tao Ling walked in first, complaining about himself while looking for slippers. Finally he straightened up and found Wen Qingying looking into the room.

Tao Ling followed his gaze and turned his head, seeing a washbasin on the coffee table with a bouquet of withered roses in it.

He pointed in vain and said sheepishly: "Well, my flowerpot, bah, I accidentally dropped the vase and didn't have time to buy it."

After he finished speaking, he remembered that Wen Qingying couldn't hear and was about to type. Wen Qingying smiled cheerfully, gave him a thumbs up, took the slippers in his hand and put them on.

After a moment of embarrassment, Tao Ling smiled calmly and carried the things into the kitchen.

Not counting the occasional instant noodle operation, the family has not had a serious fire for more than three years. Fortunately, Wen Qingying was reminded just now and did not forget to buy some seasonings.

Apart from washing the vegetables, Tao Ling couldn't help at all. After standing in the kitchen for a while, he consciously sat down in the living room.

Listening quietly to the sound of cooking inside, my eyes suddenly became sore.

In order to suppress this strange emotion, he walked to the kitchen door again, leaned against the door frame, and watched Wen Qingying work seriously. After watching it for a long time, the love in my heart almost bursts out.

If only this were life.

It would be great if this was Tao Ling's life, but it was an accident.

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