Yin Yijie actually looks like me, the corners of his lips are always raised inadvertently, and he especially likes to call me silly girl.
He held a bowl in his hand, put it on the small table, picked me up and asked,
"Still thinking about spring?"
Uh, bad guy! He should be beaten!
I don't have one.[
Only people like him who say they don't have enough to eat are.
Ignore him.
Yin Yijie allowed me to hit him a few times, raised his eyebrows, and asked pointedly:
"Not hungry yet?"
Ah! Who is that? He hasn’t eaten anything, and it’s not me who exerted any effort. Although, I am quite tired.
Look in the bowl, there is a big bowl of longevity noodles, with the fragrance of eggs.
I raised my head and looked at him.
She leaned in his arms obediently, speechless.
"Being born and living is a kind of happiness."
Yin Yijie said softly, picked up the bowl and fed me slowly. Sure enough, there were four poached eggs at the bottom.
As soon as you taste it, you can tell that it was made by him. It has a light fragrance.
I don’t want to say anything, I know that if he wants me to be a good boy, I will obey him.
Although adding four poached eggs to a big bowl of noodles is a bit much,
He got the egg yolk, half of the noodles for each person, and in the end even the soup was finished.
"tasty."
After he wiped my mouth, I looked at him, smiled, and complimented him.
"Well, I will cook it for you on your birthdays in the future, but it will have to wait."
Yin Yijie kissed the corner of my mouth, put me still on the sofa, took the bowl and went into the room.
After a while, I went to the bedroom again and made the bed.[
It was the first time I noticed that he could do these things skillfully.
Not only did he know how to cook, but he also made the bed and did the laundry. After a while, he washed it in the washing machine and took it out. It was as clean as new and had a light fragrance.
I didn't have any shoes. After sitting for a while, I felt a little lazy and didn't want to move, so I took a nap in the sun.
Haha, I never heard of a woman being so squeamish for the first time.
I am half awake and half dreaming, I continue to laugh
Yin Yijie kissed the corners of my lips, gently ran his fingers along my hair, combed my hair again, tied it up, and touched my face.
I bit his finger. This hand was fine when it was quiet.