Uncle, be gentle, it hurts

Finally, Cui Xiaoli opened his eyes, and immediately understood what the iron was. He held her very tightly. She was controlled in his arms, and his strong heartbeat was in his ear.

After exhausting all her strength, Cui Xiaoli crawled out of his arms. She couldn't control her trembling body, which was still weak.

Looking at the dark weather outside and the heavy rain like pouring beans, Cui Xiaoli didn't know what time it was. She felt very tired and very hungry.

Pushing the door open, she went downstairs to the kitchen.

Rummaged through the refrigerator, found some noodles, washed a handful of vegetables, and took two eggs.

When the water boils, put the noodles in, beat in the eggs, then put the vegetables, put some seasoning seasoning, and finally put some chopped shallots.

When the fire was turned off, the air was full of fragrance. Cui Xiaoli felt even more hungry.

Carrying noodles to the restaurant, Cui Xiaoli sat down and tasted it. He thought it was not enough, so he got up and went to the kitchen to get vinegar.

When she came out, Cui Xiaoli saw that the tall and strong man was sitting in the seat where she had just sat, holding the chopsticks she had used gracefully, eating the noodles she had cooked, and eating them tastefully.

Huo Di suddenly, Cui Xiaoli was not happy, strode over and said, "Huo Chenyan, that's my face."

Huo Chenyan didn't even move his eyebrows. He just ate his noodles. Oh no, it's her noodles.

Cui Xiaoli is angry. How can there be such a disgusting person? It's her hard boiled noodles. Is it OK? Wu, she's so hungry

With a slap, Cui Xiaoli put vinegar heavily on the table.

If at this time just feel her resentment, Huo Chenyan looked at her face, eyebrows gently pick pick, that means seems to be asking her how?

"Huo Chenyan, what you eat is my noodles!"

Cui Xiaoli said in a huff and puff way. The implication is, get out of here.

"Oh."

Huo dust flame answered softly.

What's the reaction? Cui Xiaoli doesn't know why.

One side of Huo Chenyan has continued to eat her cooked noodles, Cui Xiaoli angrily widened his eyes, "Huo Chenyan, do you hear what I said? That's mine

Huo Chenyan still ignores her and eats noodles on his own. In fact, he is not picky about food, but has a slight habit of cleanliness. When he gets up, he finds that she is not around, so he goes downstairs and sees the bowl of fragrant noodles on the dining table. He can't control it. He tastes it. The more he eats, the more he can't stop.

Seeing Huo Chenyan finish the last mouthful of noodles, Cui Xiaoli is going crazy. "Huo Chenyan, I've never seen you so crazy. I'm a patient. You even want to rob a patient's noodles. Are you still human?"

Huo dust flame cold face expression indifference, "you have a cold, do not eat noodles."

Huo Chenyan made a gesture, and the servant brought a bowl of steaming porridge to Cui Xiaoli. Cui Xiaoli was so angry that he wanted to smash the bowl.

Cui Xiaoli looked at him angrily for a while. At last, he had to turn around and plan to go upstairs, but his arm was caught by him. Then, the whole person fell into his arms.

Smelling his good smell and familiar masculinity, Cui Xiaoli's face was hot. She was not active in this posture, so she had to refuse his chest and said, "Huo Chenyan, let me go."

Huo dust flame seems to automatically block her words, gently put his forehead against her forehead, feeling for a while.

His clear voice resounded in her ear, slightly low, but quite beautiful, "the fever has gone."

Cui Xiaoli asked, "so?"

"Drink the porridge."

Huo Chenyan tone no doubt said, that is clearly the order, he was robbed of the face is not happy, Cui Xiaoli is about to fight with him, just listen to his cold voice sounded again.

"It's OK not to drink. I'll feed you later with my mouth."

The last two words, said by his clear and clanging voice, are a little more sentimental, especially touching.

Cui Xiaoli's beautiful little face suddenly turned red like a small apple. She looked at him with her eyes shamefully and said, "I'll drink it myself."

Huo Chenyan stroked her long soft black hair with satisfaction.

At this time, Cui Xiaoli pushed him, "Huo Chenyan, you put me down, I want to have porridge."

"That's it." Without waiting for her to protest, Huo Chenyan once again said in a threatening manner, "you can't go down if you don't finish drinking."

A word forced Cui Xiaoli to take the bowl of porridge and drink it. As a result, she was so hot that she bared her teeth. If Huo Chenyan hadn't helped her hold the bowl of porridge in time, she would have thrown the bowl in her hand.

Is that how she wants to get out of his arms?

There was a touch of depression in her black eyes. Huo Chenyan was staring at the small face with rich expression. He wanted to attack, but seeing her painful appearance, he gently wiped the porridge stains from her lips and sighed, "are you a fool? Don't know whether it's hot or cold? "

Although the tone was reprimanding her, he didn't even notice the care and pity in it.

Cui Xiaoli frowned and retorted vaguely, "it's all your fault! If you hadn't let me have porridge, how could I have been scalded! "

His kindness has not been rewarded. He has no conscience!

Slender clear fingers gently pinch her small face, Huo dust flame cold voice way, "with a spoon small drink, otherwise not allowed to go down."

Cui Xiaoli had to listen to him. He was much better now and didn't get burned.

But she was in his arms and still felt embarrassed. More importantly, he stroked her long hair from time to time, then pinched her ears, and then touched her little face

At first, Cui Xiaoli's face was pink, then his ears were red, and then his whole face was full of crimson, and then his slender white neck was red

She seems to be very sensitive, especially love red face, red ears, red neck... Finally together become more scarlet... That color is particularly moving

Huo Chenyan seems to have found a new world. She feels more and more interesting. Her warm big palm lingers on her pretty face.

He had a good time, but Cui Xiaoli couldn't carry it. He patted his hand open, and his narrow eyes glared at him with hatred. "Huo Chenyan, are you finished?"

This pair of eyes also seem to be suffused with charming water light, it looks particularly attractive, except for the dark color in the dark eyes, Huo Chenyan's expression on his face remains unchanged, and his voice says, "how?"

Cui Xiaoli hated his unresponsive expression, "I want porridge!"

"Drink it."

It was a tone of indifference again. It was very irrelevant. Huo Chenyan's hand was on the skin of her face again. His posture was relaxed and lazy, as if he had not done anything that affected her to drink porridge.

Cui Xiaoli was so angry that he wanted to scold him. When the words came to his mouth, he finally uttered three words: "Huo Chenyan!"

Huo Chenyan knew that if he continued, his self-control might be broken again. Thinking that she had just recovered from a serious illness, he forced himself to move his hand from her face