The Road Turns White Tonight

You Yan's face was hot, and she pushed away quickly, and she finally recovered from her naive state. He did it on purpose, but how could she plant it all at once, just like before, she was afraid to get along with him again. She pretended to be easy and said, "If you catch, you will be caught. What else do you want, money?"

"You need to have that too?" Someone raised an eyebrow.

"I despise people less." She raised her eyebrows like him, but suddenly, a slight sound came out of her belly, and she could not "lift" again. When the two were still together, in her heart, although not like others Girls treat him as a male god, and they will be shy and embarrassed at this time, not to mention now? She bowed her head, anxious to be invisible.

Gu Yebai didn't find it funny. Milk bottles, instant noodles, cheap drinks and water slid over the humble food in the room again. With that in mind, his eyes sank slightly. He stretched out his hands and suddenly hugged her.

Youyan startled and pressed against his chest. "What are you doing!" She exasperated.

He didn't answer, and took her away from the balcony.

The shirt on his body was white and thin, and the mint-like fragrance was elegant and blurred after bathing, all of which disturbed her features. The skin against him was clear and cool, but the man's arms were warm and sunny. What a contradictory feeling, but this feeling is very safe. It is safe to fall asleep, as in those days in Yingshan, to sleep deep in his arms, and never fear the passing of life like rivers and rivers, fine sand between fingers.

She unconsciously flinched into his arms, but quickly realized what she was doing, avoiding calmly, and yelled, "Let me down. Gu Yebai, let's talk about how long you intend to deal with that, I When can I leave? "

She really thought he hadn't noticed her little movement? Gu Yebai's throat tightened, which also increased her strength and took her into her arms.

Gu Yebai ignored her struggles, hugged her into the kitchen, put her on the table next to the counter, and nodded her nose. He asked lightly, "I want to eat."

You Yan originally thought what he was going to do, and at this time he was still in a daze, unexpectedly, but an undercurrent such as honey hit her instantly.

But she didn't know how to answer. They should now make the statement clear, the showdown, and tearing down will do. In short, it should not be this style of painting.

"Miss Lu, what do you want to eat?" The man opened the refrigerator door and asked again.

"After that, let's talk?" She asked wryly.

"OK." He answered quickly, opened the refrigerator door, and asked again, "what do you want to eat?"

She didn't want to make the atmosphere too familiar, and said deliberately, "I think, are you here?"

"There should be, you say." He glanced at her, rare nonsense with her, and opened the refrigerator.

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You Yan saw something in the refrigerator, and she was a little bit stunned. The type and quantity of the meat dishes were like she had always prepared.

Okra gherkins, a pot of small bean sprouts, tomatoes will buy three or four, some are broken, some are fresh, one by one, she is a little scared, and blurts out: "So clever?"

"Unfortunately, I always buy it like this," he said lightly.

Ben also wanted to raise the bar with him, and stopped talking about it, but he didn't dare to say any more.

Gu Yebai glanced at her, and did not ask her which one to choose any more. After choosing a few, she went to the counter to wash it.

You Yan sat on her knees, leaned her head on her knees, and looked sideways at the man's back. Tall, tall and quiet, she was cooking for her.

Maybe it's a little soup, maybe some cold salad, but it's always her favorite.

During the time when the two were together, she mostly made him eat. In fact, his craft was much better than her.

If it wasn't for that one, I don't know.

Thinking of the old things, she finally couldn't help but jumped off the table and ran behind him, just trying to reach out and hug him.

She just wanted to slap herself! When he was about to touch his shirt, she suddenly realized what she was about to do, and quickly withdrew her claws.

The man was as sharp as having eyes behind him, but his white hands stopped moving.

"how?"

"Would you make some wolfberry porridge, please?" She veered quickly to cover it up.

But then the words were annoyed.

The little porridge was the food he made for her for the first time, and she was ill.

"OK." He replied without hesitation.