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Be home soon.

Su Qingyue went back to her room, took a shower, changed into light home clothes, and then plunged into the kitchen.

When Bai Chengyun came out, she saw that she had put the ribs into the pot, and she was wearing a disposable shower cap on her head, but the hair inside was still wet, and a lot of water had accumulated in the shower cap.

He frowned, went back to the bathroom and got a dry towel, went into the kitchen and took off Su Qingyue's shower cap, "Wipe dry."

Su Qingyue froze for a moment before she realized that a towel was thrown down her head suddenly.She waved her hand: "The temperature in the room is constant and I'm not cold. My hair hasn't grown yet, so it will dry soon."

But wait until it's dry and then blow it up. I really don't know when this meal will be ready.

When Su Qingyue spoke, water droplets dripped down her hair on her chest, and the thin fabric was quickly wet, revealing a small piece of skin.

Bai Chengyun's heart ached, he forced himself to look away, took the towel and covered Su Qingyue's head again, and wiped her face himself.

"Isn't it a way to educate others?" It's my turn to be so careless, and isn't that Su Qingyue who insists on not drying her hair that she will get migraines when she gets old?
Bai Chengyun's strength wasn't too light, Su Qingyue felt as if her brains were about to be shaken out after being rubbed by him.

But she was not as strong as Bai Chengyun, and her sight was completely blocked by a big towel, so she could only resist in a muffled voice: "Bai Chengyun, will you die if you are gentle?"

The urn's voice came from the towel, seeming aggrieved and dissatisfied.Bai Chengyun smiled in a rare good mood, and his hand relaxed a lot.

Just this lightness, another feeling came out.

Su Qingyue could feel Bai Chengyun's fingertips brushing her earlobe from time to time, his fingertips were cold, but her earlobe was hot.

The contrast between hot and cold is exceptionally clear, especially when the line of sight is blocked, the feeling is magnified many times invisible.

Like, her lover's murmur, softly blooming in her ears, Su Qingyue was fine at first, but as time went by, she suddenly felt that the temperature on her body also began to rise.

worse.

The adult world of a divorced old woman is really indescribable. Even a little thought can be enlarged and turned into yellow waste. Is that okay?
Su Qingyue felt that something would happen if she continued like this, she hurriedly raised her hand to hold Bai Chengyun down, and said anxiously, "Okay, okay, it's almost done, I'll do the rest myself."

Bai Chengyun didn't move.

Su Qingyue was startled, and was wondering if Bai Chengyun had seen through some of the filth in her heart, when her eyes suddenly lit up, and Bai Chengyun lifted the towel off her head and threw it on the ground beside her.

I don't know who started it first, but when Su Qingyue realized what they were doing, she had already been pressed down on the kitchen counter by Bai Chengyun, and all her strength was completely taken away.

"Bai Chengyun!" Su Qingyue thumped the table angrily, "Are you crazy?" You are in this kind of place!

Bai Chengyun suppressed his breath, but his eyes were red: "Well, I'm crazy."

In the dark!

Su Qingyue was dizzy from the cooking and lost the ability to think at all. The whole kitchen was filled with a burnt smell, and she remembered that there were ribs in the pot.

She twisted her body to push Bai Chengyun: "Asshole, the ribs are mushy."

Bai Chengyun was quite conscientious, so he reluctantly let her go. She tidied herself up in a panic and turned off the fire again. Looking at the pot of ribs that were so dark that they couldn't see the original shape, she wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Bai Chengyun, do you know that I only had such a failed work when I was 20 years old when I first started cooking?" Now Su Qingyue can enter the kitchen and exit the hall. Such a pot of pork ribs is simply her life. Biggest downfall.

Bai Chengyun glanced at Su Qingyue, she had just been moisturized, her eyes were full of charm.Even if she glared at him angrily, the moisture in her eyes was filled with a charming luster, not so much anger as coquettishness.

At the age of 20, Su Qingyue didn't have this kind of mature charm.

At that time, she would only be purely sad, holding a pot and looking depressed and hopeless: "Bai Chengyun, can I really not be a good wife and mother? I strictly followed the steps of the recipe, but why did the recipe It can have a good color and fragrance, but mine is just black?"

She pouted and did not forget to adapt the song "Fairy Tale" into her own: "You cried and told me that the recipes are all deceptive, and I can't make it look like a recipe... woo woo woo , Bai Chengyun, am I not qualified to marry you?"

When Bai Chengyun looked at her burnt hands and teary eyes, he was actually angry.

It's just a meal, whether it's the old house or the Orangery where he will live after marriage, there are all kinds of chefs who can cook Chinese and Western food in minutes, so where does Su Qingyue need to cook?And made himself so embarrassed.

But Su Qingyue didn't know what he was angry about, she thought he was angry that she broke their kitchen, she shrank timidly into the corner: "Okay, don't get angry, I also want to give If you cook a meal, I have a good intention. I will pay for the maintenance of that kitchen, and I promise it will be exactly the same as before. "

Bai Chengyun allowed her to misunderstand without explaining, and even asked for maintenance fees.I heard that Su Qingyue paid for the expenses with the money she earned, so she stayed up all night to sell a few design drafts.

He drew all night before his hands recovered, and since then, Bai Chengyun never allowed Su Qingyue to go out of the kitchen.

The past was vivid in their minds, and both of them thought of that time with a tacit understanding.Bai Chengyun glanced at the bottom of the pot and agreed: "Well, it's very similar."

After finishing the words, he took out his mobile phone and "clicked" a photo on the pot.

Su Qingyue was dumbfounded: "Why are you taking pictures?"

"Didn't you once say that you need to record every moment of failure so that you can succeed?" Bai Chengyun answered smoothly.

Su Qingyue opened her mouth, wanting to go back to the past and slap herself who was always sprinkling chicken soup.

"It's true that I said so, but if it weren't for you just now... like that, how could the rice be so bad? I am a first-class cook, okay? Take a photo of me, and the next step is to post it on Moments to announce it to the world ah?"

Bai Chengyun paused when he received the phone, "Are you sure?"

When he spoke, the brows were raised slightly, and his black eyes were bright and reckless, and the half-smile made people want to live in his eyes.

Su Qingyue secretly hated herself for not being up to date, why she couldn't control her heartbeat as soon as Bai Chengyun gave her a look.

"Are you sure about what?" She danced so hard that she forgot what Bai Chengyun asked before.

Bai Chengyun lowered his eyes, quickly tapped the phone screen a few times with his slender fingers, and then turned the screen to Su Qingyue: "Is this so?"

Su Qingyue glanced inwardly without knowing it, and her eyes widened after just one glance: "Bai Chengyun, you actually posted on Moments? You made me a useless dish?"