Love is like melting

Chapter 278 IQ is offline (1)
Depend on!
What does he want to do?Do you want to beat yourself with a rolling pin?

Xu Sizhe clearly saw the fear and trepidation in her eyes, he didn't put down the rolling pin that he planned to put down, and walked to her side with it in his hand.

Huo Yimo was afraid that he would beat her up, her voice was trembling: "You, you, what do you want?"

As he said that, he backed away to Aunt He, his eyes full of horror. Doesn't he really have a habit of beating women? !

"Come here, I won't move you!" Xu Sizhe wanted to play a joke on her, but she seemed to be really scared, and a trace of helplessness flickered in her eyes.

How bad is he in her heart?
Huo Yimo desperately shook her head, she didn't want to go there, he must be lying.

Xu Sizhe raised his brows slightly, reached out and grabbed her arm, ignoring the fact that the flour would get on her clothes, and pulled her forcefully between himself and the table, let go of his long arms, wrapped around her shoulders, and circled her .

The lips were close to her ears, and the sexy voice was sent into her ears with the warm wind, "What are you afraid of, I don't hit women!"

The scorching breath flowed in the ear, itching, as if it was about to flow along the blood all the way to the bottom of the heart.

"Little idiot, I'll teach you!" The hoarse voice was full of bewitching, without giving her any chance to explain, she put down the rolling pin, held her left hand to get the dumpling wrapper, and held her right hand to get the chopsticks to make dumpling filling.

Huo Yimo wanted to say "no", but his words and deeds seemed to be playing tricks on her, so that her body would not be controlled by thoughts, but by him.

He put his chin tenderly on her shoulder, put the dumpling filling in the center of the dumpling wrapper, held her hand, treated her like a marionette, controlled every finger of hers, and pinched it on the soft dumpling wrapper .

Her body was tense, she held her breath, and even her fingers were as stiff as wood, unable to control her.

Although it is not as good-looking as my aunt's bag, it is much better than her previous bag.

"Look, it's still very simple, isn't it?" Xu Sizhe's voice was low and gentle. When he spoke, he stared sideways at her, and his breath sprayed on her skin.

Huo Yimo felt that her ears and cheeks were starting to go numb, she didn't even dare to look into his eyes, and said with difficulty, "I...I got it! You...you can go catch the dumpling wrappers now. .”

Xu Sizhe's dark eyes glowed like stars, and his thin lips smiled: "But I think you need a few more times, teach by example!"

Huo Yimo's scalp was numb, she turned her head slightly, avoiding his breath, and warned him in a low voice without any momentum: "You are enough, Aunt He is still watching."

"You mean it's fine if Aunt He isn't here?"

Huo Yimo looked sideways, where was Aunt He?
Without Aunt He, she didn't have to suppress her emotions anymore, she frowned and stared at him: "Xu Sizhe, stay away from me, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Sizhe not only did not move away, but took a step forward, his muscular chest pressed against her back, his jaw rubbed against her shoulder, and his voice faintly smiled: "Is this far enough?"

"..."

Damn, Uncle Xu, can you show some face?

Is your name far?

You are called bullshit ointment!

"You little girls like duplicity the most. You say no in your mouth, but you say yes in your heart, so I will listen to what you say in the future."

Huo Yimo frowned slightly, "Who said that? I didn't! Don't listen to my words!"

Xu Sizhe raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not believing what she said, and said in a calm voice, "Who wrote that women say what they say, and men should listen to women with their hearts instead of their ears?"

Huo Yimo's breathing stagnated, and his cheeks burned instantly, his almond eyes widened, and he stared at him angrily, his voice was so nervous that he stuttered, "You, you, how can you read what I wrote!"

"Did you write it? How do I think the author's signature is Shui Lianyan?" Xu Sizhe looked innocent, pretending not to know that most of Shui Lianyan's manuscripts were written by her as the gunner.

Huo Yimo was depressed and felt very awkward. She didn't like people in her life to read what she wrote, so Li Yangyu had never read what she wrote!

But now that Xu Sizhe actually watched it, it felt too awkward, like a child who stole an adult's clothes but was discovered by the adult, feeling ashamed.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that she was silent with her eyes downcast, he asked softly.

Huo Yimo raised her head to look at him again, and said angrily: "From now on, you are not allowed to read what I wrote, even if the signature is Shui Lianyan, you are not allowed to read it! Not allowed! Not allowed! Just not allowed!"

Said several times in a row that it was not allowed.

Thinking that he might see what she wrote in the future, she felt that she couldn't even be a good shooter for Shui Lianyan.

The thinned lips were lightly stained with a smile, and said in a doting tone: "Okay, I don't have to watch it! As long as you learn how to make dumplings today!"

Huo Yimo saw the strangely shaped dumplings in front of him, thought for a while, and acquiesced to his deal.

"Come on, I'll teach you!" Xu Sizhe taught her hand in hand, patiently and carefully, fully displaying the words "teaching by precept and example"!
Huo Yimo really wanted to learn, so that she wouldn't have to hold hands with him and maintain such an intimate posture.

However, her hands were as if they were frozen, and they were always in disarray, especially when he was talking, the warm breath flowed into her ears, his chest was pressed against her back, and she could clearly feel his strong And a strong heartbeat.

Sometimes this man has a vicious tongue, pretending to be great to make people hate him, but sometimes the gentleness he exudes is fatal, making people fall in love and sink into obsession if they don't pay attention.

A lot of dumplings were made, Aunt He went to cook them, and Xu Sizhe collected the leftovers.

Huo Yimo stood beside her to help, put away her things and went to wash her hands. When she took a towel to wipe her hands, Xu Sizhe had already washed her hands. After wiping her hands, she glanced at her, and then squatted down.

The long arms reach out to her legs.

Huo Yimo subconsciously hid back, trying to avoid his hand.

His big palm quickly clasped her calf, and his fingertips stroked her knee lightly, brushing off the flour on her skin.

Huo Yimo's heart tightened, and he bit his lips involuntarily. His clear eyes looked at Xu Sizhe, who had condescended to wipe off the white dust for him. The light in his eyes was filled with unknown emotions, making it difficult to speak.

Xu Sizhe got up and saw that her expression was wrong, so he said softly, "What's wrong?"

Huo Yimo bit her lip, shook her head, but didn't say a word.

The whole person became quiet all of a sudden, unlike the bluffing before, which couldn't stop for a moment!

After the dumplings were served, Xu Sizhe asked Aunt He to sit down and eat with them.

Huo Yimo lowered her head and ate the dumplings very quietly. The dumplings in her bowl didn't know whether Aunt He did it on purpose or not, they were all made by Xu Sizhe, and she made all the strange dumplings in Xu Sizhe's bowl.

I have to say that the dumpling stuffing made by Xu Sizhe tastes very good, which reminds her that her brother was still there in the past. No matter how busy Yuan is, he will put down the work at hand and satisfy his sister's stomach first.

After dinner, Huo Yimo put down his chopsticks, looked up at Xu Sizhe, and said in a calm voice, "The dumplings are delicious, thank you! I'll go back first."

Get up and go.

"It's too late, stay here overnight, I'll take you back tomorrow." Xu Sizhe's voice was flat, but his attitude was firm.

Huo Yimo hesitated for a moment, this time he was not stubborn for too long, and nodded.

Xu Sizhe stared at her with a trace of puzzlement, always feeling that she agreed too quickly, which didn't seem like her temper.

Aunt He didn't clean up the guest room, she still slept in Xu Sizhe's bedroom, and Xu Sizhe went to sleep on the sofa at night.

Huo Yimo had taken a shower, was wearing his shirt, and was lying on the bed covered with a thin quilt. Maybe it was because she slept for too long in the afternoon and couldn't fall asleep at night. Many messy emotions swirled in her mind, making her feel restless and uneasy. calm.

(End of this chapter)