Yin and Yang are wrong to dominate the world

Well, the eldest lady just brought him soup. "

"That's what makes people worry. I don't think this Duanlang is very reliable. Before that, Master Feng was also the disciple of our clan leader, and he betrayed the society. This Duanlang has been working as a handyman in the world. Will do."

"It depends on what the eldest lady likes. The eldest lady has always been of high quality and heart. Although she is not very good at making soup, she can make decent side dishes. She is the only daughter of our leader of the Tianxiahui, and she looks good. , not to mention her status, there must be nothing wrong with the person she likes."

"That's true. Missy's vision is incomparable to ours."

You Ruo on the other end stared at Wen Chouchou closely, "Aren't you going to tell me? I just have this simple question, and I have to hide it from me."

"Miss, it's not that I don't tell. It's that I really don't know."

"Liar, you have known Duanlang for so many years." You Ruo glanced at him suspiciously.

"Duanlang will always be a handyman in the world."

"Well, then what?"

"As a subordinate of the gang leader, I don't need to know the preferences of a handyman at all."

"Then ask me."

"Duanlang won't say anything."

"How do you know? What if he just said it."

"No one in the gang will care about the preferences of the handyman, and the handyman is not qualified to express his preferences. Even if he says so, he will only do what others like. After all, the handyman never needs such a thing as himself."

"Duanlang needs it." You Ruo said confidently, "Besides, he is no longer a handyman, he is my father's subordinate."

No, he's still a handyman.One day, miss, you will understand.In Tianxiahui, if he was a handyman for a day, he would be there day and night.

portrait and chicken soup

Handymen are not qualified to express their preferences.Duanlang, has he been living such a life?No liking, no need for ego, doing hard stuff all the time without getting any adequate rewards out of it.For a moment, You Ruo felt that she understood him a little bit, but that understanding was like seeing flowers in a fog, looming, a little unclear.

"Duanlang, can I draw you?"

"Draw me?"

I don't know what he will think, I don't know if everything he has experienced will be worse than I imagined, and I don't even know if he really likes me.But what's the point of all those things?I just need to know that my desire to be close to this person is not fake, that's enough.

People in the painting, flowers in the mirror.The moment the brush is rubbed on the paper, every stroke becomes meaningful.

Afraid of lovesickness, already lovesick, it is the turn of lovesickness to have nowhere to say.While writing the inscription, You Ruo woke up.If people saw it, wouldn't it make me look ridiculous as if I were being self-indulgent.Not only offered to paint for men, but also wrote some shameless nonsense.

"Done? Let me have a look."

"No, I have to go back and make some touches on this painting. No one is allowed to peek at the unfinished painting."

"Then when you finish drawing, you must let me take a look."

"I'll remember." Never show it to you.Unless we get old and recall the present, this painting will have its meaning of existence.

"Duanlang, it's your turn to push the swing for me this time."

"it is good."

All the days of laughing and laughing together passed so quickly, if this continues, one day Duanlang you will say that you want to stay by my side.Just like I want you to stay by my side all the time.

"too slow."

"Hurry up and you'll fall."

"Anyway, it's the same as last time, you will always catch me." Duanlang, I will always believe in you.

"No, what if I don't catch you this time?"

"You don't trust yourself?"

"No. I'm just afraid that Youruo will hurt you."

You idiot, just stay around and protect me.That way, no one can hurt me.Can't you see this little thing?

"Duanlang, next time you draw a picture for me."

"I do not know."

"I'll teach you." You Ruo raised her eyebrows proudly, "I'll teach you everything you don't know. Similarly, you have to teach me everything you know."

"What I know is too vulgar, not suitable for You Ruo."

You know martial arts, my martial arts is not too bad.You can cook, I can already cook some side dishes.You chop wood, I will learn.You pour water, I will learn.You do laundry, I will learn. ...Indeed, all the hardships and difficulties you have experienced are time that I can't go back to, but I want to work hard to learn what you have done, to know you better, to see you, and to feel that you once Have the mood.

"Anyway, you can learn."

Boating together, playing chess together, cooking together... All the simple things make people feel happy.

"you sure?"

This was the first time that Duan Lang really held hands, although the time was short.He withdrew his hand just in time.

If you are the young lady of Tianxiahui, why do you want to learn to do those vulgar chores for whom?

The slender fingers are not for these chores.

"Ah."

"I don't want to." This is the first time Duanlang spoke to her in this tone, his eyes were very bright, as if he could pretend to be another self, You Ruo felt a little at a loss.

"But, You Ruo, I want to learn painting from you."

"it is good."

"The painting will be ugly, will you dislike it?"

"will not."

You Ruo leaned against him with a firm voice, "No, no matter how ugly the painting is, as long as it is me, I will not dislike it."

Became the son-in-law, and the throne of the Xiong gang leader is assured.This is Duanlang's true thought all along, and it has never changed.However, in an instant, he suddenly felt that what he could get from becoming a son-in-law seemed to be more than that.

"You Ruo, cook pork lung soup for me again, okay?"

"No. You don't like chicken soup?"

"No." In any case, the so-called happiness perceived is all illusory.You Ruo has always cooked pork lung soup for Nie Feng, and I didn't even cook it as an incidental.Now how can I believe her sincerity to me.

One day after viewing the paintings in the room, You Ruo was about to lock the paintings when she looked down and saw a lock, and picked it up curiously, "Is that the box that I couldn't open before?"

The box was really opened very quickly, revealing a large stack of drawing paper.The people in the paintings are all one person, and she doesn't even know who they are. The only paintings she knows are all of the same man, but they are not Duanlang as she thought.

Why?Isn't the person I've always liked Duanlang?

She became flustered, and happened to see the fire folder on the table at this time, it didn't matter.These things... shouldn't be left behind.

The brazier was brought out, and the torch was lit, but the hand that burned the painting was trembling slightly.You Ruo couldn't help doubting herself: Is it really good to burn it?If it wasn't for Duanlang, wouldn't I just empathize?As soon as this idea came out, she had a splitting headache and didn't know what to do.

"Youruo." A familiar voice came from not far away.

"Why are you here?" It was too late, the painting hadn't been burned yet.

"You Ruo, I haven't seen you for two days. I'm a little worried about whether your body is out of harmony. What's wrong with you?"

Originally, he wanted to prepare for his birthday today, but now it's all gone.The previous preparations seemed superfluous.

"I am fine."

"Why is it all Nie Feng, what about me? What about the portrait you drew for me?" Duanlang quickly found her portrait of Nie Feng scattered all over the floor, and seemed very angry.

"Inside the room."

"You don't draw at all, do you?"

"I have. It's really in the room." With courage from nowhere, You Ruo hugged him, "I didn't lie to you, Duanlang. I don't know what these paintings are at all. I don't even know who it is."

If you know who it is, won't it be my turn?Youruo, you are really cruel.In vain, I actually fell in love with you.

Also, you have drawn so many Nie Feng before, how could you be sincere to me?I'm also stupid to believe in your hypocrisy.I should have made it clear from the beginning, as long as I can be the son-in-law of the Tianxiahui, it doesn't matter what my sincerity is.As for who you like, it doesn't matter at all to me.

A bowl of longevity noodles

After returning to the room, Duanlang saw the layout of his room and didn't know what to say.

It turns out that you have been doing these things for the past two days, why are you so ruthless to me.The Longevity Noodles had been lumped together, they were not pretty, and they definitely didn't taste good while they were hot.Duanlang hesitated for a moment, then picked up the bowl and ate it in big mouthfuls.

It tasted surprisingly good.

A little spicy and warm.

"Miss learned how to make longevity noodles for two days." When he took the bowl back to the kitchen, Chef Li couldn't help but told him, "There are several cuts in my hand, just for the sake of longevity noodles. effort."

"..."

"I don't know what flavor you like to eat. The eldest lady asked many people, and they didn't know. But, she asked me if you can eat spicy food, and I said yes. She decided to make slightly spicy food. The eldest lady always It means that you look like a ball of fire, but your heart is cold, and she wants to warm you up. Now, have you warmed up?"

"It's warm."

"That's good. It's not in vain for Missy."

"Youruo, did you say anything else?"

"She said you seemed very angry, but she really didn't know how to coax you. She didn't know why it became like this."

"I see."

"Don't make Missy sad."

When he turned to leave, Duanlang said firmly, "No more."

The longevity noodles of birthdays are not false, you