Ai Weiyang in April

Chapter 65

My favorite movie, I cry for a long time every time——

Looking down at the little woman in her arms who shrugged her shoulders, Kong Yiren felt a little helpless.Sure enough, when God created man, he carefully implemented the principle that men and women are different.

"Okay." He reached out to wipe her tears.

The ending song was still echoing in the hall, Jingyan stretched out her hand to press the remote control, the TV screen flickered, and the picture and music disappeared, "We love each other so much, we can't be together." Xiaoxiao sighed.

"It's a pity, but both of them have problems." He stood up, "It's late, do you want to eat?"

Being dragged into the kitchen by him, Jing Yan was still immersed in the movie, "What's the problem?"

"If you want to be together, at least tell your wishes frankly." He reached out to lift the lid of the stew pot, and turned his head, "Bird's nest porridge, okay?"

"Eat again?" Raise her like a pig?Shaking his head, "I'm not hungry."

"Replenish it, it's good for the skin." Recently, she always felt that she didn't have a good appetite, only the porridge was the most delicious last time in that house, and it was also because she was very hungry.

Snow-white bird's nest porridge, a silvery bird's nest boiled to a perfect state, coiled in the thick porridge rice, sweet and fragrant taste, wafting from the pot.

It's really not hungry -- but seeing him looking down at him, he couldn't refuse, so he nodded.

"You don't want to eat?" Holding the bowl, he quietly raised the spoon.

"Bird's nest?" He shook his head, "I won't eat it, it's for you."

"Xiao Nan didn't say it because he knew he was terminally ill." Putting the first bite into his mouth, Jing Yan continued to talk about the movie.

"I missed a lot of time before, so I regret it." Stretching his legs, he folded his hands on the table. It is rare to have such a leisurely time, sitting under the dim yellow light in the kitchen, watching her sip the porridge, Casual chatting, he felt very comfortable and enjoyable.

"At the beginning, they were still very young, and they must have thought that they would have a lot of time to waste."

"Actually not. Some people, once they let go of their hands, they will never see them again." He smiled and made a concluding speech.

Stopping the spoon, Jingyan looked up, "What should I do? I want to kiss you."

The corners of his eyes curled up, and he smiled broadly, "Miss Hua, do you want me to come over?"

Before she could speak, she frowned first, and then her whole face was wrinkled, "Wait a minute, I seem to want to throw up again—" Before she finished speaking, she had already stood up and lay down by the sink, taking the food she just ate Everything was vomited up and down.

"Jingyan." Reaching out to help her, it's actually not the first time I saw her vomit, but every time it hurts
"It's okay," she turned on the faucet to rinse her mouth, Jing Yan's voice was vague, alas, she vomited in front of him from time to time, her poor image——

"Can I have something to eat? You even threw up dinner."

ah?still eat?Doesn't it depend on her continuing to vomit?Always being so disrespectful in front of him, he doesn't have any obstacles in his heart, but she does.

"Don't eat." He straightened up and refused, and looked back to see that more than half of the bird's nest porridge was left in the stew pot. Alas, people waste love in movies, and she wastes top-quality ingredients in love. It's a pity——

Looking up and seeing his worried face, he thought, "Can you eat a little? Okay?"

"Forget it, let it go, plums will be cooked tomorrow."

Reaching out for a new bowl and chopsticks to serve the porridge, "Fill it up, it's good for the skin." She scooped up a spoonful with a smile and put it near his mouth.

It was already very late when the porridge was eliminated, the landscape lights on the Bund had been turned off at some point, it was a quiet winter night outside the window, the room was warm and hot, a little sleepy, Jing Yan began to have heavy eyelids.

"Go to sleep." He bowed his head by the sink, washing the dishes.

It was rare for him to be with me for so long, happy in his heart, reluctant to go to bed alone first, Jingyan walked behind him, hugged him with both hands, pressed his cheek against his warm back, and urged in a low voice, "Let's go together, I will meet you tomorrow morning." wash."

"Five minutes at most."

"Then I'll wait for you here."

"It's hard for me to wash like this." His hands were full of detergent foam, he didn't look back, and his voice was full of laughter.

The back is wide and warm, and the sound of heartbeat comes over one after another, like a lullaby, and I close my eyes comfortably, silently refusing to move.

There was no more sound, and he suddenly stopped moving.

"Yi Ren?" The heartbeat in her ears became rapid, and she looked up in surprise, "What's wrong?"

He smiled back, a little reluctantly, but only for a moment, "I don't know, Miss Hua, maybe you are too tempting like this, and my heartbeat suddenly increased."

What is he talking about?The momentary worry dissipated, and she blushed.

"Don't worry, I promise to control myself." He has returned to normal, and he continued to wipe the bowl dry, urging her, "Go to bed obediently, wrap yourself up tightly, and stop irritating me."

(End of this chapter)