"First put the black plum, licorice and hawthorn in the pot and cook..." Warmly recalled the steps and added the washed raw materials to the pot in proportion.
Rong Li stood beside him and watched, "Do you need to do so much?"
She made half a pot of water.
Wen Xin looked at him sideways, "It's not too much, and it doesn't matter if it's too much, I'll drink it all."
Rong Li walked around her back, wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and put her chin on her head. "If you make it bad, you'll finish it all?"
A little black-bellied.
"Do you look down on me?" She said coquettishly, patting the back of his hand like punishment, "Let me tell you, don't underestimate me, I can learn such a simple thing as sour plum soup!"
After saying that, she raised her head, and the confidence that flew out from her beautiful eyes shone like a diamond.
Rong Li pinched her tender face, and there was a hint of tenderness in his words, "I know you are amazing."
She was even more proud, her tail was almost up to the sky, "Seeing that you are so obedient, I will cook it later, and I will be the first to taste it."
He always likes to use the word "be good" to her. After listening to it for a long time, she learned it.
"Silly girl." Rong Li was not handsome.
In the kitchen, they were the only ones, Wen Xin let the man hug her like this, leaning lazily on him, discussing the engagement ceremony with him.
Rong Li has already explained most of the matters, and some of them still require warm participation.
"Go to meet the designer tomorrow and set your dress down." Rong Li said.
"Designer? There is no need to mobilize others like this, right?" Wen Xin held a small rock candy in her mouth, which was sweet.
It's just an engagement, just buy one dress.
"Be good, be obedient."
He wants to give her the best, and this is his promise to her.
Often, when he answers with these words, it means that her opinion is invalid.
In fact, she couldn't understand his thoughts.
There is such a man who loves her, she is happy, very happy, and the sweetness in her mouth extends to her heart.
"When will it be tomorrow?"
"morning."
Time is a bit too fast, and you must prepare your dress before the engagement ceremony.
Wen Xin pursed her lips, "Will that be OK later? I want to go see my dad first..."
Her voice was a little lowered.
She had been away from home for more than two years and should have visited her father as soon as she came back. Rong Li planned to take her back to Rong's house, so she planned to go to the cemetery tomorrow.
Rong Li was silent for a moment.
"Yes." He held her hands, "I'll go with you tomorrow."
The two are about to get engaged. He is considered the Wen family's prospective son-in-law. It is reasonable and he should go together this trip.
Wen Xin raised her lips, "Okay."
The sour plum soup was boiled, and the heat made the transparent lid blur.
Wen Xin reached out to remove the lid, Rong Li held her hand, "I'll do it."
He was afraid that her hands would be scalded by the hot steam.
"I'm not that cute." She smiled sweetly, but he obediently did it.
Without the obstruction of the pot lid, the white steam was unscrupulously coming out, and a faint fragrance scent was accompanied by the air.
After boiling, boil over low heat for about 40 minutes, and finally add rock sugar to season.
The first to taste the honor of her craftsmanship, she gave Rong Li.
"...How is it? Is it delicious?" she asked expectantly.
Rong Li took a small sip, and the sour smell immediately swept through every taste bud in his mouth, and his heroic eyebrows flipped.
He returned the bowl to her, "It's so sour."
He doesn't like this flavor.
Wenxin expressed doubts about his evaluation, and drank the bowl and smacked her lips, "I think it's just right. I'm afraid it's too sweet. It's a little bit of added sugar."
Rong Li narrowed his eyes and looked at her.
He grabbed her chin and pressed her thin lips overwhelmed.
"The smell is just right now." He licked his lips with unsatisfactory feelings.
Even though he had been intimate countless times, his sudden attack still made Wen Xin's heart rush like a deer and blushed like a cloud of clouds, "You... you hate it."
Anyway, Rong Li was not interested in sour plum soup, so Wen Xin didn't add sugar to it. After it was cooled, she took it to the refrigerator and kept it for her to drink it slowly.
When I returned to the room, it was almost eleven o'clock.
After taking a nap at noon, I didn’t fall asleep right now.
Turn off the lights, and the moon is shining in the room.
The temperature was still hot at the end of August, with the help of air conditioners, the room was very cool and warm. She got used to the man's arms. No matter how hot she was, she would stay in his arms, and the man was also used to holding her to sleep.
After a while, she couldn't sleep.
"Rong Li, are you asleep?" she asked in a low voice.
"Can't sleep?" His magnetic low male voice raised above his head.
"Yeah." Wen Xin twisted twice, "Rong Li, why don't you ask me, what did Wei Ming say to me today?"
She thought he would be curious, but he hadn't asked a word yet, which made Wen Xin unable to hold it in.
Rong Li stroked her milky white back and fingertips, loving the delicate and gentle touch of jade. In the dark night, his eyes were faint, "You will tell me what you want to say."
He knew her temperament and couldn't hide things in his heart. Besides, how could she and Wei Ming have a secret that they could not be ashamed of, so he was not worried at all.
Wen Xin blinked and felt that this was a bit strange, but she couldn't explain it clearly for the specific ones.
She simply didn't bother to worry, turned over and lay on him.
Rong Li wrapped his arms around her, like holding a cute little daughter.
"What did he tell you?" Knowing that she was about to tell him, the man cooperated to ask first.
She leaned over mysteriously, "Guess!"
Deliberately sucking his appetite.
Rong Li raised his eyebrows, "Did you say bad things about me?"
She laughed happily, "No!"
"What did you say?" The old man, who has always been indifferent, patiently cooperated with her childish tricks for the little woman he liked.
She held his face with two small claws, cleared her throat, and repeated Wei Ming's original words proudly.
"... Look, Wei Ming is praising you, haha, you are blessed!" Her happy puppy rubbed her arms around her arms.
Rong Li's breathing was deep.
"Well, I'm blessed."
He admitted that meeting her was his greatest luck in his life.
He answered readily, which made Wenxin feel a little embarrassed. She murmured: "I am blessed..."
Rong Li hugged her tightly.
“Warm.”
"Um?"
His eyes were clearly extinguished in the dark night, "Chu Xuan hurts you again and again, but I didn't realize it, I'm sorry."
This is the first time that they mentioned Chu Xuan after the reunion.
Wen Xin was silent, her cheeks pressed against his heart, "Rong Li, this is not your fault."
It's just a strange thing that Chu Xuan is very scheming and takes advantage of their concern.
Xiao Zhan told her about Chu Xuan's fate.
Chu Xuan killed her father, made her lose the qualification to be a mother, and could not return to Rong Li. These hatreds were accumulated in her heart. When she first heard it, she felt extremely happy.
However, later, she felt more sad.
Chu Xuan was so crazy that she couldn't get anything in the end, but instead lost her life. She only felt that Chu Xuan was very pitiful.
Rong Li hugged her silently.
There is no need to say anything more. She understands, and he understands, it's enough.
*******
The children went to bed early and got up early. When they went downstairs, the Ling family was already in the living room. We were all old friends for many years, so we were not polite.
Jian Yao has drunk too much and is still sleeping now.
Aunt Qiao has prepared breakfast.
Wen Xin talked about her morning plan and asked Wen Ya and her friends what arrangements they had.
"...When you go back to the company, I will go to the company to find you." Wen Ya said.
Ling Xiao’s work was explained early. This time, they will stay until the engagement ceremony ends.
Drinking milk warmly, "Okay."
She looked in poor spirits, and Wen Ya fed her son a porridge and joked: "Wenxin, I see you have dark circles. Why didn't you sleep well last night?"
"...Cough cough cough..." Wen Xin choked with a mouthful of milk.
Rong Li took a tissue for her.
Wen Xin wiped the milk beside her mouth in a slightly embarrassed manner and glared at Rong Li.
She tossed and turned yesterday and couldn't sleep, but later the man said he would help her.
You can imagine how he helped...
In the end, I fell asleep, but the price I paid was too heavy.
She was exhausted!
Wen Ya smiled wickedly. She looked at Rong Li and said to him in a serious tone: "Rong Li, you should also be more modest. Your engagement has been in a few days. Girls love beauty. Don't let others be warm.
Then I will get engaged to you with two panda eyes."
The warm mouth twitched.
Even if you become a mother, Wen Ya is still so full of taboos!
Rong Li looked calm, "I know."
Because yesterday started late, it ended late. Let's take the time a little further and she can rest earlier.
This is what men say about knowing.
Summary of experience!
I guess if Wen Xin knew what he was thinking, she would be so angry that she vomited blood!
The temperature dropped a few degrees today, the sky was gloomy, and the weather forecast would be showers.
cemetery.
Qiao Lan has moved Qiao Yitong's tomb back to the cemetery of Qiao's family in R country.
Put the flowers in front of Wen Yanjun’s tombstone and kneel down on Wenxin.
"Dad, I'm back." Wen Yanjun's eyes in the photo were kind and warm, and his eyes suddenly turned red. "I'm sorry, dad, my daughter is unfilial. I haven't seen you in the past two years."
She murmured a lot, and Rong Li stood beside her and quietly accompanied her.
After a long time, drizzle drizzled in the sky.
Before leaving, Rong Li solemnly promised in front of Wen Yanjun's tomb: "In the future, I will take good care of Wen Xin."
A very simple sentence, which he said, is very important.
Listen warmly, your eyes are moist.
*******
Rong Li found the chief designer of the Italian xx luxury brand.
"Ms. Wen, this is the design draft I drew according to Rong Shao's requirements. You can take a look first. If you are not satisfied, I will redesign according to your requirements." The elegant designer smiled and handed over several sample drafts.
Give warmth.
Wen Ya is next to her adviser.
"Wenxin, I think this is a good set." Compared with several sets of dresses, Wen Ya pointed at her.
This pink, strapless design is embellished with a bow in the middle, and the skirt is two layers below. The outer layer is designed with ruffles from the waist, and the inner layer is swaying the ground.
"I think this sweet princess style is right for you."
Warm and delicate, this kind of dress can further highlight her softness.
"I think it looks pretty good, too."
She likes the fresh style, and obviously Rong Li has already informed the designer of her preferences.
The dress was settled, followed by the shoes.
It was also designed specifically for her.
Wenxin felt that they were all very beautiful, and they had difficulty choosing, and finally made a difficult decision.
"...Hey, where is your engagement ring? Is Rong Li ready?"
Warm expression was confused, "I don't know..."
If Wen Ya didn't ask, she never thought of a ring.
Her eyes swept across the angel of her ankle, and Wen Ya smiled, "Girl, you have to ask Rong Li later. If he forgot the ring, it will be troublesome then."
In fact, she had a feeling that Rong Li would probably prepare the engagement ring in person.
That man looked cold, but in fact, he still knew so much romance.
Wenxin didn't think about this, "Oh, then I'll ask when he comes back from a meeting."
Wen Ya smiled.
The two of them were chatting in the president's office, and Ling Xiao took his son to pass the time at Jian Yao.
Later, Xiao Fanfan didn't see his mother for a long time and started crying. Ling Xiao had no choice but to call Wen Ya and call him down.
Warmly accompanying.
Arriving at the summer design department, a figure flashed through his warm eyes.
That person...how was he in Huanyu?
She suddenly stopped, Wen Ya asked her sideways: "What's wrong with you?"
Wen Xin looked at the man walking across from her, "Sister Wen Ya, do you know him?"
"Who?" Wen Ya was puzzled and followed her gaze. She raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "He, I know him."
Wen Xin hurriedly asked, "Who is he? Why is he here?"
"His name is Rong Wei, he is Rong Li... his cousin, he is the financial director in Huanyu."
"So it's my cousin..." Wen Xin murmured, no wonder she looks a little similar to Rong Li.
"Have you seen him?" Wen Ya asked.
“See once.”
Wen Ya only understands Rong Wei’s identity only. As for her specific personality, she doesn’t know what she is, and there is no need to understand.
"I heard that he is very capable and has a good reputation in the company."
Looking at Rong Wei warmly.
He was saying this to the assistant beside him, as if he noticed her gaze. He turned his head and looked straight at him.
When I discovered the warmth, the handsome face, which was a quarter-similar to Rong Li, raised a faint smile.
As last time, he gave her a sense of humility and warmth.
Ling Fan's loud crying came out of Jian Yao's office. Wen Ya had no time to talk about Rong Wei and pulled Wen Xin away.
"Director?" Seeing that Rong Wei didn't say anything for a long time, the assistant cried in confusion.
Rong Wei took his gaze back, and his eyes were filled with excitement. He said as if nothing had happened: "You can sort out the documents and send them to my office later."
The assistant responded well.
After giving the order, Rong Wei entered the elevator alone.
When the elevator door closed, he laughed softly, Kurosawa's eyes were filled with excitement, as if he saw the hunter appearing in prey.
Since meeting her in R country, he has become increasingly interested in her.
The creamy skin made him think day and night that no matter which woman he looked for, he could not fill the desire in his heart.
He wanted to taste the warm taste, and he really wanted to.
I haven't seen her for many days, and she seems to be more beautiful and charming...
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