Beauty is poisonous: Wang Ye's doting is too sultry

Chapter 108, His thoughtfulness

He never thought that what was concealed under such a delicate appearance was actually such a beautiful face.

The sleeping man twitched his eyebrows, and Ling Mufeng instinctively withdrew his hand, as if he was afraid that she would notice.

Fortunately, she didn't wake up, and Ling Mufeng's nervous heart relaxed.

Thinking of her whispering in her sleep last night, the sourness in her heart rose inexplicably.

I was thinking in my mind, did I like her, otherwise, how could I have such emotions?
However, how could the originally closed heart be moved?

He was thinking, what method did she use to make him feel so emotional.

Ling Mufeng walked out of the wooden house while thinking, and the cool morning wind blew over his body, causing him to instinctively pull back his thoughts.

He suddenly heard a sound in the kitchen built at zero hour, and he walked over curiously.

Because at this time, it was still time to rest, and the kitchen was specially built for him, so he was curious.

However, when he walked into the kitchen, he was shocked to see that scene!

What did he see...Jing San was actually kneading dough! ! !

I saw him with his sleeves up, holding a water ladle in his injured hand, and kneading the noodles in the basin with his other hand. His handsome face was full of seriousness, and his thin lips were pursed lightly, giving him a sense of natural tranquility. , it seemed that he was familiar with doing this.

But Ling Mufeng felt that something was wrong, he wiped his eyes, and after wiping, the scene in front of him still remained the same.

Ouch, Mr. Jing is actually cooking! ! !

But it's worse than seeing a ghost.

"You you you you..." Ling Mufeng was so surprised that he couldn't say a word, he pointed at him with trembling fingers and walked into his side, watching him skillfully kneading in shock.

Dong Gongjing ignored him, just glanced at him faintly when turning around, and then scooped up another ladle of water.

"It's really strange today, Mr. Tangtangjing actually cooks the meals by himself." It took Ling Mufeng a long time to say this.

He folded his arms around his chest, with his usual smirk on his face, as if he was watching something extremely interesting.

"Is there a problem?" Dong Gongjing casually dropped a sentence, and went about his business.

He put the water aside for later use, and after cracking two eggs in the basin, he started kneading the dough again.

Ling Mufeng felt that he was making fun of himself, so he closed his mouth and watched quietly. He was afraid that if he said a few more words, he would be thrown out by him.

What's more, the food made by Third Master Jing himself, he would have to eat it no matter what.

Last night, he ordered all the food and ingredients in the kitchen to be changed, as well as the kitchen utensils and water.

Therefore, today, both the water and the ingredients are very fresh, which makes people have an appetite looking at those ingredients.

"It's better to wash those things than stand here and get in the way." Dong Gongjing suddenly said while he was busy.

The corner of Ling Mufeng's mouth twitched, how much does this guy despise him?

His eyes fell on the ingredients that had been selected in the basin, then he resigned himself to cleaning his hands and washing the vegetables.

His majestic Uncle Ling was reduced to working as a vegetable washer for others, but if that person was Mr. Jing, it would be a different matter.

After Dong Gongjing kneaded the dough with one hand, he cut it into small pieces with a knife. After kneading the small piece of dough into a long section and folding it in half twice, he took it up and poured it into his internal force and threw it out violently. meters away.

Ling Mufeng had already washed the dishes and stood watching, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, he really experienced it today, internal energy can also be used to pull noodles!

Third Master Jing threw it back and forth without blushing or panting, and soon, thin long noodles came out of the oven.

Ling Mufeng couldn't help but admire him.

Dong Gongjing pulled the noodles for later use. He chopped tomatoes, shallots, garlic and other ingredients, and then beat the eggs into egg liquid. Everything was so natural.

Ling Mufeng resigned himself to lighting the fire, and Dong Gongjing cooked the noodles.

When the smell of food gradually spread, all the sleeping creatures on the whole earth woke up, and Bai Ying was no exception.

She opened her eyes leisurely, and instinctively felt that her eyes were a little sore, which might be the reason why she cried last night.

What happened yesterday gradually returned to her mind, and Bai Ying's thoughts gradually became clear. She sat up and rolled out of bed.

Washing water was already prepared on the shelf next to her. After washing up, Bai Ying walked out of the wooden house, breathed in the fresh air, and became alive first.

Turning around, he saw Ling Mufeng fiddling with bowls and chopsticks at the door of the kitchen. He might have noticed her, so he turned his head and said, "Are you awake?"

Bai Ying nodded instinctively and walked towards him.

"It's just time for dinner. Uncle Jing is cooking in person today. You are blessed. Haha..." Ling Mufeng joked with a smile, then turned and went into the kitchen.

It can be heard that he is in a good mood today.

As for Bai Ying, when she heard the words "Uncle Jing", she thought of Donggongjing.

After what happened last night, she no longer had a sense of rejection towards him, but instead had a sense of intimacy. Thinking of his injury, she couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

She sat down with her hands on her knees and her hands on her face, frowning and looking at the dishes in front of her. The familiar smell invaded her breath, she swallowed instinctively, and subconsciously looked towards the kitchen.

I saw Ling Mufeng coming out with two plates, and then put them on the table. They were fried vegetables with mushrooms and mixed cucumbers.

Ling Mufeng went in again, and Dong Gongjing came out with a bowl of noodles. He saw Bai Ying, who happened to be looking at him too.

He went straight to the table, put the noodles in front of her, and sat down.

When Bai Ying saw the bowl of tomato and egg noodles, her nose was sour. When her eyes fell on Dong Gongjing's hand, her nose was sore. She cared: "You...do your hands hurt? I didn't tell you not to do it. Wait a minute, are you talking?"

Donggong Jing's heart warmed up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "I'm afraid you're hungry."

After the words fell, Bai Ying's eyes became hot.

At the right time, Ling Mufeng came out with two bowls of noodles, and Dong Gongjing's smile disappeared instantly, with a serious expression on his face.

Ling Mufeng put a bowl of noodles in front of Dong Gongjing, then sat down, and seeing Bai Ying's appearance of crying, she glanced at Dong Gongjing and complained: "Are you bullying her again?"

"It's nothing." Bai Ying glared at Ling Mufeng, then picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles. It wasn't a familiar taste, but one she liked.

While eating, she was thinking, Dong Gongjing's hand was hurt, how did he pull his face out?

And it is so delicious, strong, moderately soft and hard.

Seeing that Bai Ying didn't appreciate it, Ling Mufeng felt a sense of loss in his heart. He ignored her and enjoyed the delicious food instead.

Seeing how delicious Bai Ying was eating, Dong Gongjing suddenly had an appetite, so he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat gracefully.

At this moment, throwing everything away, they are just themselves, how about cooking, how about not having an identity?

What you care about is other people's opinions.

Those who don't care, only you know, that kind of ordinary is the satisfaction of the heart.

(End of this chapter)