I can't beat her

This year's winter climate is particularly mild, basically maintaining a warm state.

Despite this, Ami still couldn't help but want to sleep in late, especially the smell of Zhiqiu everywhere in the bed, even though Zhiqiu has already woken up.

It's time to make breakfast again.

Ami closed her eyes and smiled, then wrapped herself in the quilt and rolled her belly up to continue sleeping, but soon she heard footsteps, and then a cool and soft intimacy came to her face.

"How do you feel?" Ye Zhiqiu stuffed a hot water bottle under the blanket and put it in Ami's arms: "Does it still hurt?"

After knowing each other for so long, she actually met Ami's aunt for the first time.

Ami was in a daze and kept leaning on Ye Zhiqiu, humming: "A little bit."

She has a weak constitution since she came here, which makes her prone to abdominal pain every time she menstruates. In the past, she could always bear it well in front of Zhiqiu, but Zhiqiu inevitably felt her discomfort when she was together day and night.

"I boiled sugar water for you, drink some later." Ye Zhiqiu lovingly rubbed the top of Ami's hair, and leaned over to kiss her forehead again: "Although it's uncomfortable, I still have to get up Well, if you still feel uncomfortable after eating, then come back and lie down, okay?"

Ami got up but didn't intend to go back and lie down again.

After breakfast, she set up the easel in the yard. She wanted to draw the scenery by Zhiqiu's window, and specially pushed Zhiqiu to sit on the sofa.

"Didn't you say you want to read a book? Then I'll sit here and read a book, and I'll sit outside and draw you." At this time, Ami didn't care about the upset stomach at all, she just wanted to show Zhiqiu's good-looking appearance Received on the drawing board.

Although she is not very good at drawing characters, but with her good memory and line control ability, she still believes that she can draw Zhiqiu well, after all, she is a person imprinted in her heart.

Ye Zhiqiu had no choice but to sit on the sofa and look down at the book.

Beside her is a transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, and a serious girl sits outside the glass, staring at the drawing board for a while, looking up at her for a while, and occasionally the two of them will smile when they meet each other's eyes, the sun is rippling in each other's eyes .

Ye Zhiqiu lowered his head to read the book, but out of the corner of his eyes, Ami was sitting upright, burying his head in drawing lines.

Usually, when the two of them get too close, I always feel that she is still like a child, but now that I take a closer look, I find that Ami is no longer the little girl who opened her mouth and shut up and didn't care about anything except Zhiqiu.

She has her own hobbies, studies, and life circle. Even if she doesn't come here today, she still has many other places to go. She has her own store and her own fans.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Zhiqiu found that besides work, she hardly had anything else that could be called embellishment.

The sound of the doorbell brought Ye Zhiqiu back from all kinds of reveries, and she stood up.

Ami who was behind the easel outside also stood up and looked towards the gate. Apparently the person she saw who rang the doorbell had a puzzled look on his face, then frowned, then trotted in and hugged Zhiqiu's arm, tightly Tightly.

She looked at Zhiqiu with a sad face and said, "It's He Pei."

Ye Zhiqiu's birthday this year has passed, and He Pei didn't give her a birthday present, nor did she show up, so it was a bit surprising to show up suddenly at this time.

Ye Zhiqiu took Ami's hand and walked to the gate.

"Zhiqiu." He Pei dressed plainly this time, without any makeup on his face. After seeing Ye Zhiqiu, he looked ashamed: "I have no other intentions. I came today to apologize to you."

As soon as Ami heard He Pei's words, she became nervous again, and she couldn't help but put her arms around Zhiqiu's waist, looking at He Pei vigilantly.

Ye Zhiqiu patted Ami's back lightly, and didn't intend to open the door: "I already know what you changed my letter. It's been so long, I don't want to mention it again."

If possible, I also hope that we will not meet again in the future.

When He Pei heard this, his face flushed immediately, and then he stretched out his hand and handed over a delicate envelope: "I just want to return this letter to you."

"Teacher Zheng has been enlightening me these days and made me understand a lot of things." He Pei said: "She is right, I don't necessarily like you." I want to get close to you, thinking that standing with you is like standing in a higher class." He Pei is like a student who has made a mistake at this time, lowering his head for self-criticism: "I even feel that I like girls .”

"Actually, I found that I don't like girls. I just think that liking girls makes me special, like Teacher Zheng. Now that I think about it, I'm really too naive." He Pei blushed more and more, and finally his voice He lowered his voice: "You don't have to worry about me doing things that embarrass you again. I'm engaged now and will get married soon."

Ye Zhiqiu and Ami were very surprised to hear that she was married.

How long has it been since.

But after all, it sounded good, Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "Congratulations."

"Thank you." He Pei was still very embarrassed, and then looked at Ami and said, "Thank you too, maybe without you, I might still be obsessed."

Ami didn't know what she had done, but she felt that He Pei would have such a big change now, mainly because Teacher Zheng was too powerful.

After He Pei left, Ami held up the letter and took a photo of it under the sun, revealing a square shadow in the envelope.Ami pursed her lips and tilted her head to look at Zhiqiu: "Did you write this?"

Zhiqiu had already read the contents of the letter to her.

But every time she read it at the beginning, her mind went blank, and she still couldn't remember all the content. Now that the letter is back in her hand, Ami's heart is warm, and she can't wait to read it.

But before the letter was opened, she was worried again.

"What?" Ye Zhiqiu followed and sat next to Ami, put the hot water bottle back into Ami's arms, and hugged her: "Don't want to watch?"

Ami shook her head and handed the letter to Zhiqiu: "You read it to me."

She didn't want to open the letter anymore, and she didn't want to see those annoying words after opening it.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and opened the letter.

It was indeed the letter that she wrote, although He Pei had already apologized, but when she thought about it for so long, the letter that she had written repeatedly was not seen by Ami at the first time, and Ye Zhiqiu still thought about it. is angry.

"Little Ami." Eliminating the depression in his heart, Ye Zhiqiu rested his chin on Ami's shoulder, and wrapped his arms around Ami so that both of them could read the letter.

Zhiqiu kissed Ami's little ear, and then began to read the letter seriously with a smile.

After listening to it, Ami seemed to be thinking about something, holding the letter back and forth to read it, and for some reason she had the urge to cry.

She sat in front of the easel with the letter alone, holding a hot water bottle in her hand—dizzy.

To my love.

Love……

Ye Zhiqiu has already started to learn how to cook, even though it took Ami to guide her to cook two dishes for two consecutive days, she is still preparing the ingredients while watching the tutorial.

Zhiqiu is usually not like this. When he is outside, he is confident in everything he does, but when cooking, he is always in a panic.

Ami quietly put her arms around Zhiqiu's waist from behind, and then whispered something in her ear, as if exhaling twice, very vague.

Ye Zhiqiu felt his ears itch at first, and hid it with a smile, then he thought about what Ami just said.

It seems to be the pronunciation of something old.

After pondering for a while, Ye Zhiqiu stopped holding the small spoon in place, extremely unhappy: "What did you call me just now?"

what……

Zhiqiu seemed to be angry, but Ami didn't expect this, so she pouted guiltily and shook her head behind Zhiqiu's neck: "It's nothing." Calling me an old woman, do you think I didn't hear it?

Isn't it just nine years younger than me, and now you think I'm old?

Ye Zhiqiu frowned slightly, and he had already poured salt or sugar in his hand, but his mouth was still unhurried: "Call again."

Ami tightly hugged Zhiqiu's waist, a little hesitant, she didn't know why Zhiqiu was so angry, but she felt that there was nothing wrong with it, she pouted aggrievedly, trying to bite the sound clearly.

"Wife..."

Ye Zhiqiu: "...."

The meal was really well done - beyond words.

At the dining table, Ami ate neither salty nor sweet, with a bitter face, she tried to call again: "Wife?"

"Don't call."

"Wife...

"Wife, wife, wife." She also said that barking is not allowed, and every time she barks, the corners of her mouth rise a little, Ami leans over, stares at the arc of Zhiqiu's eyebrows, and pokes mischievously: "Baby?"

Ye Zhiqiu helplessly pinched Ami's cheek: "Where did you learn it?"

Baffling.

"School classmates all call it that when they are in love." Ami pouted and muttered, "There are also some called Xiaocutie, and some called Xiaozhuzhu. What do you like me to call you?"

Bite you.

Ye Zhiqiu actually had some small thoughts in his heart, but after thinking about it, he felt that those names were so naive: "It's good to be called Zhiqiu."

"Especially, Zhiqiu, please don't, please."

These words were whispered in Ami's ear.

As soon as he said that, Ami obediently lowered his head to eat the salty soup, his face turned red, and after a while he looked up at Zhiqiu from the corner of his eyes a little dissatisfied: "I don't want to say that either. "

Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled: "Really? Then what do you want to call it?"

"Oh, at that time, you can't control yourself." Ami was just unconvinced, she didn't think about it or not, but at that time, she still wanted it, but she would say no.

She didn't understand either.

"I don't know why." Ami blushed and was depressed for a while, then suddenly looked up at Zhiqiu with some doubts: "Do you know why?"

cough……

Zhiqiu turned his head slightly and took a sip of the soup.

Very salty.

Her sudden silence reminded Ami of one thing.

Ami then lowered her head in embarrassment, drinking the same dark dish, and after a while, she said in a low voice, low voice, "Do you want to try, try?"

I will study hard!

The author has something to say: Come on Ami, try to have a beautiful counterattack before the end.

This month will end, those who love me speed up the pace and rush...