Wanmi love letter

Su Ye didn't know how he would make such an excuse.

It doesn't matter how noble she is, she was inexplicably fined and deducted her wages, and she was also in pain, but those two dimples seemed to have magical powers, and it was not enough to watch for a moment, she wanted to watch it every day.If she accepts Zhuoyi's guilt compensation, it means that they may never meet again.

Over the years, Su Ye has been working diligently, has a small circle of friends, and has no close people around him. He has experienced some things before, and he is bearish on many things.Only the little girl who brought her water made her discover that nerves that had been numb before would also have a sense of freshness, and that there are uncomplicated people in even the most disappointing environment.

Most importantly, that pudding is really super delicious...

Su Ye thought that "Little Dimple" had returned home, and Xiao Fei like her would either rent a house or live in a local area, so she probably wouldn't live in a dormitory.She was eating pudding while continuing to watch "Pleasant Goat", and she was still unsatisfied when she finished eating, when there was another hasty knock on the door outside.

"Uh, you...?"

"I made these, do you have a refrigerator here?" Zhuoyi was holding a large tray filled with all kinds of delicate desserts.Su Ye couldn't help swallowing, dragged her into the room, and asked by chance, "Is there any pudding?"

"It turns out that you like pudding, no problem. In fact, these are also delicious. You will know after a taste. I will send pudding over tomorrow. What flavor do you like?"

"It's all right..."

Su Ye stood aside and looked at her stupidly, a little numb. On the other hand, Zhuoyi no longer regarded himself as an outsider, went straight to the kitchen, looked around, and found that there was no small refrigerator in his room.

"Hey, there is no refrigerator... Let's eat it now, it's not much anyway, come, sit down."

She pulled Su Ye to the small table and gave her a plastic fork, "Try this matcha mousse, Qiao Qiao and the others said that matcha powder is very bitter, I think the taste is the balance of bitterness and sweetness, right? .”

The triangular matcha mousse is covered with a thin layer of green powder, and the delicate saucer is thickened with a circle of fragrant chocolate sauce, and the fresh matcha fragrance comes out.Zhuo Yi forked off a small piece and brought it to Su Ye's mouth. His bright black eyes were filled with anticipation, and two small dimples hung lightly on his cheeks, revealing his big white teeth.

Su Ye was startled, blushed and hesitated for a while, a little uncomfortable, opened his mouth hesitantly, and ate the small piece of cake. The slightly bitterness of the matcha powder and the sweetness of the mousse cake were intertwined. It melted in her mouth and captured the taste buds on the tip of her tongue. The unspeakable taste made her want to eat more and more.

"Is it tasty?"

"Uh-huh…"

Su Ye nodded vigorously, simply took the fork in her hand, picked up the small plate and ate it.

There is also a bowl of sago dew on the tray, which is a flavor developed by Zhuoyi herself. She added some watermelon cubes and rock sugar on a whim. The same kind also includes lemon juice, honey, kiwi fruit, mango, etc. It can be eaten for half a month Not repeated.Although I have already eaten dinner, eating so many desserts at night is easy to gain weight, but Su Ye no longer cared about so much, and couldn't stop eating it. It was supposed to be eaten by two people, but she wiped it all by herself .

And Zhuoyi just supported her head and watched her eat all the time. Nothing made her feel more satisfied than the popularity of her own cooking. She herself had great confidence in her craftsmanship, so she was even more encouraged now.

She found that Su Ye was a nerd, and looked around the room carefully. The most things were books. The table was full of books related to aircraft maintenance, all in English.There was a big book spread out among the high stack of books, densely packed with letters, Zhuoyi stretched his head to look at it, and couldn't help marveling at the beautiful cursive characters on the book, neat and clean, full of artistic sense .

"Wow, it's written in English..."

She couldn't help making a sound, Su Ye scratched her earlobe embarrassedly, and explained: "It's just a note, I have nothing to write and play."

For those of them who deal directly with aircraft, English is a compulsory course, not to mention how much work Zhuoyi put in when he took the ICAO4 test. In the year when he learned to fly in the United States, he was "tortured" by old American teachers every day. I heard that reading and writing are not good enough.However, as far as her dog crawling character is concerned, she can't compare to Su Ye at all.

Zhuo Yi seemed to be particularly interested in Su Ye's desk. After sizing it up, she fixed her gaze on the gadget in the corner. She pointed and asked, "What is that, can I have a look?"

"of course can."

Without her hands, Su Ye hurriedly took it and handed it to her.

It was a steel wire machine model, circles of thin steel wires were tightly intertwined, and it was well-made. There were two empty polygonal frames at the front window, and the size of the engine under the wing was also in proportion to the real machine. Zooming, the image is very realistic. If you paint a layer of paint on the surface and write the company's name and logo, it will look better than the official model.

Zhuoyi couldn't like it at the first sight, touched the landing gear made of steel wire lightly with his fingertips, and observed it several times, but he didn't see how it was done.

"You did this yourself?"

"Yeah." Talking about her little hobby, Su Ye finally had something to say, she opened a drawer under the table, which was filled with all kinds of wire works, "There are other things besides airplanes, Pick whatever you like and give it to you.”

A drawer full of steel wire models dazzled Zhuoyi, including cars, people, houses, and landmarks from all over the world, such as the Eiffel Tower and Tower Bridge, all of which looked lifelike. Like a fine handicraft.

Zhuoyi was stunned for a while, then raised his head and looked at her beggingly, "Can you teach me? I just want to make this model."

"..."

"I beg you…"

"Little dimple" pouted and softened, and Su Ye was out of control.It's not that she doesn't want to teach it, but it hurts hands to make it with steel wire. Look at Zhuoyi's pair of catkins with delicate skin and tender flesh. They are used to touch the throttle lever and side lever. It doesn't look good if it is rough.

She herself is different. She has dealt with mechanical tools all year round, and she has never touched anything metal. Her fingers are thick, rough and flexible, and cannot be hurt.

"All right…"

Su Ye scratched his earlobe, glanced at her hands, slender and slender, with well-defined joints, tender and fair, and looked at himself, it was indeed the one who got out of the crowd of men.

Also a woman, Zhuoyi is slender, with long flowing hair, delicate facial features, and two cute dimples when she smiles, just when she was young and beautiful, while she, although she is in good shape, is wrapped in work clothes all day long, Surrounded by noise exhaust and engine oil, her face and body are two colors, and she is naked all day long, a lively female man.

So there is no harm without comparison...

To learn how to make wire models, Zhuo Yi is not just talking about it for fun, after three days, he will run to Su Ye's place when he has time.At the beginning, she didn't know much about it, she either hurt her hands, or she did something bad and wasted materials. Finally, Su Ye stocked up on two big boxes of scrap steel wires, and she played with them in less than a week. She didn't make a single one of them. .

In the small room, Zhuo Yi's ghostly cries and wolf howls were often heard. Colleagues on the first floor always saw her carrying delicious food, sneaking into Su Ye's room, staying for several hours, and then came out with a sullen face.

However, she never thought of giving up. Every time she fails, she is constantly learning lessons, just like she learned to make desserts. The talent for food and the talent for handwork should be more or less the same.

Finally, after failing for the Nth time, Zhuoyi barely managed to make a "machine wing" with the help of Su Ye.

On the fourth day of the morning shift, Zhuoyi went to work with her "plane wings" in her arms. The field crews arrived earlier than her and were already busy around the plane.Today's pre-flight inspection time is relatively sufficient, and there are still two hours before boarding time, the morning sun is not so harsh, Zhuo Yi stood at the door of the cabin, holding the "plane wing" and looked at it for a while, looking up, A person emerged from under the wing.

"Su Ye!"

Her eyes lit up, she yelled, and ran down quickly.

Su Ye had just checked the belly of the plane and looked at the engine. She was already sweating, and the overalls were stained with oil, which looked a little dirty. Suddenly, she was called out. She raised her head to face the sun and squinted her eyes, and saw Zhuo Yi rushed towards her...

"Hey...don't move."

"what happened?"

Su Ye smiled sheepishly, and pointed at himself, "It's quite dirty, it won't look good if it rubs against your clothes."

After all, Zhuoyi is a glamorous pilot in front of people, if the white shirt is dirty, it will be ugly.But Zhuoyi didn't seem to care, and stuck to her, "Whatever, are you on day shift today? Are you free tonight? I won't be back until seven or eight o'clock. I made pudding and egg tarts, and I'll deliver them to you when I land." go."

Before Su Ye could reply, a male maintenance man came over and moved his ears, "Hey, what did I hear? Egg tarts? Is it my part to lure our stomachs that haven't eaten breakfast?"

"what?"

"Stop making fuss, go to work." Su Ye smiled and pushed him, knowing that these male colleagues were all naughty, and every time they picked up a female flight, they would come up to make a few jokes.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The man walked away with a smile, but Zhuo Yi was dumbfounded. The two dimples in his smile disappeared suddenly, and his eyes became complicated. Su Ye was stared at inexplicably by her, and wanted to tell her to go back to the cockpit, but his arm was suddenly grabbed Stopped, the whole person was dragged and ran onto the plane...

"Hey, you..."

"wait for me."

Zhuoyi let go of her, got into the cockpit, and after a while came out with two small buns in her hand, stuffed them into her hand, "I must have breakfast, my master is starving, who will teach me how to be a wire man? "

Su Ye stared blankly at the two small buns, which together were only the size of a palm, and hesitated for a few seconds, unable to speak. She felt that it was necessary to reflect on her own image, whether she really looked like a Foodie?

"Isn't your master Captain Su?" For a long time, she choked out such an inappropriate remark.

As for the other three female flyers in the company, she also knew about them when she and Zhuoyi were doing steel wire work these few days. Although they have met each other, they are not in the same department and they are not very familiar with each other.

"She is my master and so are you, and my two masters are both named Su, maybe they were a family hundreds of years ago?"

This little girl.Su Ye rolled her eyes amusedly, she didn't know when she was apprenticed by someone, besides, she didn't dare to compare with Su Yalin, she was a pilot instructor with rich experience, and she repaired the plane by herself.

"I brought this by myself. No one will gossip anymore. Don't worry, master." Zhuo Yi patted his chest and raised the water glass in his hand, "I'll go to the back to help you fill the water. Easy to talk about."

"no, I'm fine."

Su Ye stopped her, immediately tore open the packaging bag, took two bites, and finished eating at the speed of light. While chewing, he gave her an OK gesture, "Thank you, I'll go to work first, see you tonight."

After she finished speaking, she ran down the passenger elevator and returned to the morning sun, leaving behind Zhuoyi stunned, alone in the wind...

For Zhuo Yi who loves to study food, isn't Sansheng lucky to meet a foodie who knows how to appreciate it?