Chapter 3365: Brother, don't you dislike it, try?

When breakfast was on the table, Gong Qing couldn't help but secretly surprised.
This stupid woman is really good at cooking!
A simple breakfast, I was surprised that she had made it so delicious.
One drawer of veggie steamed buns, a plate of fried egg stall cakes, a bowl of millet yam porridge, and a plate of stir-fried cabbage seedlings... are all home-style dishes, and they are authentic dishes of the Imperial Capital, pure Chinese.
Just about to start, Song Song said "wait!"
Immediately afterwards, she brought out a bowl of spicy noodles from the kitchen!
"It's a pity that the red oil here is not authentic. If you can have the spicy noodles from that small noodle shop, this spicy noodles will be even better... Brother, don't you dislike it, try?" Song Song looked at him expectantly.
Gong Qing's throat moved, and an unspeakable taste surged into his heart.
He has been in the army for many years, and he doesn't know how long he hasn't eaten such home-cooked dishes.
Normally in the army, although there is nothing to do, the morning training is very strict. Whether he is a subordinate or the highest commander, he can be simple and simple, and it can be done in three minutes!
Later, when performing tasks outside, I was full and hungry, and I often took a sip of the meal replacement nutrient powder instead of a meal.
As for occasionally returning to the imperial capital, when socializing in the upper class, he mostly drinks and eats very little.
But now, Song Song personally cooks and makes him such a table of home-cooked breakfast that is ordinary and simple, but warm and incomparable. His feelings are extremely complicated!
The corners of his eyes were slightly sour, he picked up his chopsticks to cover up his fluctuating mood, and took a bite of spicy noodles.
To be honest, there is indeed a gap from the noodle restaurant they often go to. It is not numb or spicy enough.
But this is Song Song's taste!
He took one bite after another.
In less than three minutes, he swept away a bowl of small noodles.
He started eating Xiaolongbao again...
Song Song was almost dumbfounded, watching Gong Qing ate all her cooking.
God, she never knew, is it so delicious when she cooks herself?
but……
"Brother, I haven't eaten yet..." This is really a sad question.
Gong Qing folded his hands, and after eating and drinking, he looked relaxed and relaxed: "From now on, you will give me all the food below! Remember?"
"Below me... for you to eat?" Song Song always felt that there was something wrong with this.
Gong Qing said meaningfully and authentically: "That's right. Your underside... for Lao Tzu to eat!"
Song Song's face exploded again!
Hiding in the kitchen for a long time.
She ate another bowl of small noodles in the kitchen, until she heard Gong Qing wearing a military uniform, and then gently paced out: "Brother, are you leaving?"
"Yeah." Gong Qing's words were always cold and brief.
However, this time, after speaking, he added: "Today will be a meeting. All day."
It's another whole day!
But... Huh? Brother actually took the initiative to explain to her?
Song Song felt sweet in his heart.
Followed him silently, helped him carry his coat, and went to the door.
The man paused at the door for a moment, said "um", and stood still.
Song Song was stunned before realizing that Gong Qing asked her to give him a by himself.
What a hypocritical man!
Song Song slandered in his heart, but still skillfully put on his coat.
However, the man stood still and continued with an "um" sound, with a slight upward tone at the end.
What does this mean?
Song Song frowned, muttering in his heart.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Gong Qing stretched out his big palm, touched her chin, and rubbed her lips with cold fingers, and continued to make an "um".
This time Song Song finally understood.
Wipe, the black-bellied brother actually wanted her--