Deep Love in Light Times

Think every day and dream at night. Do you dream well in the daytime? If let him see how shy! She raised her hand to erase the picture.

"Don't wipe it. It's a good painting." The man's voice behind her startled her.

Talking about Cao Cao -- he Hanyu, what to be afraid of? Her face is like dripping red pigment, which extends from a little bit to the whole face. She is shy, and the blush has been infected to the root of her ears.

"Are you back? Why not stay at home for a night, the weather is not good. "The heart is happy to bloom, but the mouth runs in the opposite direction.

"Well!" He knew her idea clearly, but he didn't break it. He liked such a lady like her, the tenderness that bowed her head most, like a water lotus which could not stand the cool wind.

He looked at her like this. Ling yun'er, dressed in an apron, was particularly intriguing. She was cutting vegetables to make noodles stewed in red, green, black, yellow and white. After cooking a plate, a wisp of mischievous hair fell down. She used to use her little finger to neatly straighten it to the back of her ear, revealing her beautiful earlobe.

He Hanyu's eyes fell on her earlobe, white, as if carved from suet jade. Her skin was as bright as jade. It was more attractive than diamonds.

When the water was boiling, it was steaming with white water vapor. Ling Yun was about to throw the noodles into the boiling water. "Cook some for me, and I'll eat them too."

She was startled and suddenly turned around, but her fingers accidentally touched the pot. She "ah" and quickly retracted her hand and quickly squeezed her own earlobe. This is a very strange emergency treatment for finger scald, but it is very effective.

He Hanyu twisted his eyebrows and walked quickly. He took her hand and saw her fingertips turn red. He regretted that he always appeared so abruptly and frightened her. He remembered that his grandmother once said, "people scare people, they want to die.

" you! It's stupid, not scared! " He Hanyu complained.

"Well, I don't want to exercise my ability to be scared. What can I do if you scare me out of memory?"

He Hanyu's face was calm, and he was happy in his heart: if he was scared, he would not lose his memory! The girl is obviously suffering from headache and foot pain. She is wearing her clothes in a straight line!

"If you want to eat, you won't ask Mrs. Chen to do it? Do you have to come by yourself? "

Ling yun'er was frightened by the ferocity between his eyebrows. She took a deep breath, swallowed her mouth and calmed down her mood. In a low voice, she said, "where is the servant ordering the servants? Besides, Mrs. Chen is so old that she can't! " She pointed his chin with her finger full of flour and continued:

"mother Chen is not feeling well today. I pulled out the cupping for her. She has already fallen asleep. The noodles I cooked are delicious. You can enjoy my hand rolling noodles."

"You didn't have dinner?" He can always see the deep essence through the phenomenon.

"Eat, eat." She was really afraid that when he was angry, she would implicate the responsibility on those servants. She said twice in a row, "but, like a pig, I am hungry again..."

She didn't want to tell him that after he went to the family dinner, she was in a bad mood, which caused her appetite to be affected by her emotions. She ate only a little and couldn't eat any more, so she was hungry at the moment.

He Hanyu frowned, his face cleared up, rubbed her red fingers and asked, "is it still painful here?"

"No more pain." She shook her head. The water in the pot was boiling. She took back her hand, took the noodles and cut them off from the middle. He Hanyu was surprised and asked, "why should we cut off the good noodles?"

Ling yun'er laughed. "My young master he, if the noodles are not cut off, it will be very long later. How can you eat them in your mouth? Can't you stand on the stool, on the table, on the beam like the monkey king in the journey to the west?"

He is the eldest young master of the he family. He only manages to manage his family. He has lived abroad for many years and eats more western food. He gradually fell in love with Chinese food after he returned home. However, he has never had time to learn how to do this by himself.

She asked him: "Hanyu, hand rolling noodles are very delicious. They are not the same taste as the noodles produced by machines. They are a kind of mother's taste."

He Hanyu stepped forward, put his arm around her slender waist, and swayed with her. She instantly turned into a snail with a shell on her back. When she moved, he moved with her, and it was firmly attached.

"Aren't you full at home?"

"Well!" He Hanyu gently breathed at the back of her neck. Fortunately, it was the weather after the rain. Otherwise, with this heavy, large and thick shell, her snail would have died before she was tired to death.

www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!