The Powerful Family's First Lady !

She did not ask Han Yichu to treat her as well as she did in the Republic of China. At least she hoped that he could protect her in his heart.

Han Yichu looked at the Huang Qing dance, rolling the skin is very good, a little surprised, "now girls seem to be spoiled, did not expect you will do this."

"I am spoiled, but when I am at home, my family like to cook together. It's very warm and has the feeling of home."

Listen to this sentence, Han Yichu's heart is also touched.

His look moved. "Your family must be very loving."

"Yes, very well."

Huangqing dance knows what the black dragon party represents in the hearts of the world, and it is too mysterious. If she shows her identity, it is easy to frighten others. So all along, Huangqing dance is also very low-key.

She hopes to make friends by her charm and let others love her, instead of contacting her through her family background.

Han Yichu didn't want to say more about Huangqing dance, and he would not ask.

When she is willing to say it, he will listen patiently.

He was also thinking about when to take Huangqing dance home.

But also afraid to scare her, so everything or slowly, let them adapt to each other.

"I don't know what kind of flavor you like. I'll have three flavors. You can have a few of each."

Huang Qingwu's eyes flashed with moving light, but he was really careful.

"I'm not picky about food. What you pack is very beautiful. I'll eat more just by looking at the appearance."

Han Yichu's eyebrows are a little soft. I didn't expect to be forced by his mother to learn cooking. One day, he would really come in handy.

Looking at the admiration of Huangqing dance, he felt that at least this could be used to coax his wife.

Said this, Huang Qing dance Du mouth way: "but I general package does not enter stuffing."

"Want to learn? I'll teach you. "

Huang Qing dance eyes a bright, "good!"

She also wants to make such beautiful dumplings.

Han Yichu looks gentle and elegant as jade. He holds huangqingwu's hand and asks her to put a dough in her hand. Then he holds her other hand and puts the stuffing on the dumpling skin to teach her how to make.

Han Yichu's hand is completely close to the finger of Huangqing dance.

This kind of skin contact makes the heart of Huangqing dance beat like a drum.

Can she say that her mind is not on dumplings, but on Han Yichu?

She remembered the beautiful scenery in the past and the way he loved her.

Thinking about it, Huang Qingwu's face is a little hot.

Han Yichu didn't respond. He looked down at the Huangqing dance and felt that she was distracted.

Han Yichu is helpless. Does he have no sense of existence?

"Tilt dance, tilt dance?"

Huang Qing dances for a moment and looks at Han Yichu apologetically.

Han Yichu watched the Huangqing dance from a close distance. He could not help seeing her eyelashes trembling and her eyes clear and smart.

He found that the closer he was to Huangqing dance, the less resistant he was to her.

It was a feeling of soul that he could do nothing about.

The feeling of the heart is uncontrolled.

Huang Qingwu stares at Han Yichu, a little confused. What does he say?

Han Yichu's throat rolled down, pressing down some of his heart's emotions. He said in a warm voice, "I think you're tired. You'll have a rest and play for a while. The dumplings will be ready for you."

This time, Huangqing dance did not refuse, she wanted to go to the living room to breathe, disperse the heat on her face and heart.

After the dumplings were ready, Han Yichu called Huang Qingwu to eat.

Huang Qingwu happily came to the table and sat down. Han Yichu handed her chopsticks and a dumpling and handed it to her, "have a taste."

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