Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 355
Qin Yanfeng bent his knees, resting his chin on Jiang Xian's shoulder, refusing to move away.

Jiang Xian was stiff all over, but she also liked to be close to him.

But this posture is really uncomfortable. Jiang Xian was about to speak, but Qin Yanfeng said: "Xianxian, I am really happy to be with you."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yanfeng tightened his arms, almost wanting to rub her into his arms.

Jiang Xian was strangled and snorted softly.

She hesitated twice, "How happy are you?"

"Happiness beyond your imagination."

Qin Yanfeng didn't say love words on purpose, he spoke out of feeling.

Thinking of the snowy night when she died in his arms, thinking of the constant torment of the resurrection talisman for three years, thinking of the despair of losing her... He still has lingering fears.

At this moment, isn't she worthy of being happy being embraced by him so lively and lovely?

Jiang Xian smiled softly.

Relaxing the stiff limbs, Rou Rou leaned against his chest.The man's thumping heartbeat sounded in her ears, and she raised the corners of her lips.

In fact, she is also very happy.

The years she spent in Ten Mile Bay were the first time after she lost her family.

She was lucky to be rescued by Grandma Meng, and lucky to rescue Qin Yuyuan with Grandma Meng. This is the fate that cannot be escaped.

The two lovers were enjoying a moment of peace, when suddenly the light at the door dimmed, but it was Grandma Meng who was so hungry that she came to the kitchen to have a look.

Jiang Xian was facing the door, and when she saw Grandma Meng approaching, she was startled, she pushed Qin Yanfeng away, turned around, picked up a spatula, and pretended to be cooking.

Qin Yanfeng's arms were empty, and even his heart was empty.

Granny Meng was getting old, her eyes were blurred, she didn't see the two hugging each other just now, she just asked curiously: "You two...why are your faces so dirty?"

Is it so troublesome to make buns now?

Get flour all over your face?

Jiang Xian looked embarrassed, and Qin Yanfeng hurriedly explained: "Just now, Xianxian and I saw a mouse. In order to catch the mouse, we accidentally sprinkled flour everywhere."

"Oh."

It is not surprising that there are mice in the country.

Granny Meng had no doubts, she glanced at the cold iron pot, eager to see through, "Xiaoxian, Xiaoqin, when are we going to serve dinner?"

There was no fire in the stove.

Qin Yanfeng opened his eyes and said nonsense, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, grandma."

"Grandma, I have cloud cakes on my rocking chair, you should cushion your stomach first." After Jiang Xian finished speaking, she immediately glared at Qin Yanfeng, "I don't think Yu Yuan should come into the kitchen next time, he can't learn well, and he bothers me The progress of cooking."

Qin Yanfeng opened his eyes wide, pointed at himself, in disbelief, "Am I bothering you?"

It was obvious that she rubbed the flour on his face first.

"Yes."

Jiang Xian is confident.

Qin Yanfeng was willing to take the blame for Jiang Xian, and said sternly: "It is true that I disturbed Xianxian. It seems that I have no talent in cooking, so forget it."

Granny Meng nodded in relief, "It's a good thing to have self-knowledge."

As soon as Grandma Meng left, Jiang Xian couldn't help laughing.

She pointed at Qin Yanfeng and laughed out of breath, "Grandma detested you, and said that it's good for you to be self-aware... It seems that your bowl of barley porridge has given her a lot of psychological shadow."

Qin Yanfeng thought more.

He looked in the direction Granny Meng was leaving, and said with emotion, "Although Grandma was born in a deserted village, she should be a person who knows both books and etiquette. Listen to her talk and often speak the official dialect of the capital."

Jiang Xian let out a "huh" and explained: "Grandma said that she and her children used to live in the capital, maybe that's why she has an accent."

(End of this chapter)