Announced with Goddess Gao Leng, the school belle is in a hurry!

Chapter 80 Four dishes and one soup

Luo Mengyao continued to watch the yoga on TV, only to realize that she had lost interest.

Thinking about these years, in order to maintain a perfect figure, in addition to controlling diet, I also practice yoga every day.

Over time, her figure became well-proportioned, and the curves on her body became more perfect. It can be said that her figure has reached perfection.

She got up, went into the bathroom, and after washing off the smell of sweat, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and dried her wet hair. Suddenly, she remembered the look in Yang Yi's eyes that just looked at her...

"This melon..."

Luo Mengyao unconsciously blushed as she thought about it, and after a while, her eyes drooped, appearing to be preoccupied.

Since she was a child, she has always called Yang Yi that way, Gua Wazi. After leaving the Yang family, she has never been able to call him so easily like before.

She really wants to go back to the past between the two of them.

Luo Mengyao threw herself on Simmons' big bed. She didn't know if the bed was too soft, but she just felt that her eyelids were not too heavy.

She slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Suddenly, Luo Mengyao felt as if she had returned to the time when she was still in the Yang family. She saw Yang Yi, her adoptive father and mother.

The adoptive father wears the apron he always wears, which is full of oil, and looks sloppy, but he does things very neatly, and he still has that kind smile on his face.

Mother Yang is still so beautiful, and her smile is very gentle, even though she is over 40 now, in Luo Mengyao's heart, she will always be the most beautiful.

Then there is Yang Yi.

Yang Yi in the dream was only fifteen or sixteen years old. At that time, Yang Yi could be considered a handsome young man. Like his adoptive father, he liked to laugh and was very naughty.

They were waiting for their adoptive father to cook at the dinner table. The scene was very warm.

The adoptive mother suddenly thought of something and asked Yang Yi: "Little Yaoer, how is the final exam? Have you got your report card?"

Yang Yi replied: "No, that's it."

The adoptive mother educated in a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "You say you, you know how to play all day long, and you don't learn from your sister. You are both No.1. Your sister is the number one, and you are the bottom one. In the future, what will you do if you can't get into a university far away?"

Yang Yi replied indifferently: "If you don't pass the exam, you won't pass the exam. Like my sister, what's the advantage of taking the exam far away? I don't come back for a long time, so I'll stay with you in my hometown. Isn't it good?"

The mother smiled and continued to scold him: "What's so good, I have no future in my hometown, and I won't be able to get a daughter-in-law in the future."

Yang Yi looked at Luo Mengyao, who was on the side, and joked with a smile: "What are you afraid of? If you really can't get a wife, isn't my sister still at our house!"

"You son of a bitch, you're getting impatient, aren't you?"

Hearing what they said, Luo Mengyao just smiled.

That's right, Yang Yi never thought of coming to City A. Now that he can go to school in City A, isn't that why he came to see me?

It's a pity that in the past two years, we have hardly seen each other. Even if we met, he would always look at me from a distance.

Luo Mengyao felt very uncomfortable in her heart. At this time, her adoptive father's soup was ready.

He asked the people at the table why they were laughing so happily.

Yang Yi replied to his adoptive father: "Dad, my sister said that if I can't get a wife in the future, she will be my daughter-in-law..."

"Gua Wazi, don't talk nonsense." The adoptive father is a serious person, and such things cannot be joked.

The adoptive mother didn't think so, and said with a smile: "It's not impossible, anyway, they are not related by blood, and they grew up together since childhood, isn't it good? I just don't know if Yaoyao will agree or not."

In their house, laughter is a common thing, and jokes are common, but no one will take it seriously.

Although she knew it was a joke, Luo Mengyao didn't know how to speak for a long time before she said "I".

Suddenly, the laughter just now disappeared, and the scene was completely silent. She looked up at the three of them.

There was no smile on the faces of the three of them, but serious expressions.

The adoptive father said to her angrily: "For so many years, I have raised a white-eyed wolf, and raised you so much for nothing."

The adoptive mother also accused her and said: "For so many years, I have loved you for nothing, and you can't even look back at us."

Luo Mengyao was flustered, and quickly explained: "No... I didn't... I didn't mean to..."

She looked at Yang Yi pitifully, hoping that Yang Yi could help her.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yi also changed his previous smile and looked at her with hatred.

This made Luo Mengyao even more flustered, and quickly explained: "Yang Yi, help me, it's not what you think, listen to my explanation, okay?"

"I don't listen."

Yang Yi said something fiercely, then glared at her, and shouted at her: "You are not worthy of being my sister."

After finishing speaking, the three of them turned their backs to her and left, leaving only three figures behind her.

The original laughter dissipated in an instant, leaving her with endless condemnation and anxiety.

Luo Mengyao shouted loudly: "No...don't go..." Then she opened her eyes.

A familiar ceiling appeared in front of me.

"Huh... so it was a dream..."

Luo Mengyao took a deep breath and began to sort out her emotions.

"Who are you telling not to leave?" Yang Yi poked his head in and looked at Luo Mengyao who was sitting on the bed, very puzzled.

Luo Mengyao got up and walked towards him, saying, "It's nothing." She found that Yang Yi was wearing an apron and was still holding a cooking shovel in his hand.

Luo Mengyao asked with a look of surprise: "You know how to cook?" As soon as the words fell, there was a faint smell of food.

"Yeah." Yang Yi replied. He looked at Luo Mengyao with a strange look on his face, and said slowly, "Are you hungry? If you're hungry, eat first, and a soup will be fine."

After speaking, I went to the kitchen.

Luo Mengyao walked to the mirror and wanted to straighten her hair, only to realize that she was crying, but she didn't feel it at all.

"This melon boy, the expression just now turned out to be that he saw me crying."

Luo Mengyao reached out to wipe away her tears and left the bedroom.

The smell of food came again, it turned out that it was not a hallucination just now.

Luo Mengyao curiously followed the smell of the food and walked to the kitchen, wanting to see what Yang Yi cooked, maybe because of the smell of the food, her stomach growled.

Luo Mengyao wondered what dish Yang Yi was cooking, it was so delicious, and when she got closer, she saw Yang Yi busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

Seeing that he was using a spoon to put a spoonful of soup into his mouth, and then sprinkled some salt into the soup, he nodded in satisfaction.

Serve soup in bowls and serve to the table.

Luo Mengyao looked at the dining table, where there were still a few dishes.

Mapo tofu, braised pork, shredded potatoes, stir-fried vegetables, and the fragrant crucian carp soup he just brought out.

Luo Mengyao came to the table and sat down, staring at the four dishes and one soup on the table.

When I was in the Yang family, Father Yang often cooked these dishes, but the ones made by Yang Yi looked better, but I just didn't know how they tasted.

Luo Mengyao felt tears welling up in her eyes. Was this Guawazi intentional? Was he reminding her of the past?

(End of this chapter)