Gloomy

But Shan Yiyin's project of being a good wife and loving mother has died almost since it was implemented. Little Yinyin, who never touches the spring water, knows nothing but making coffee.What's more, the kitchen is still Mama Li's world, no one else is allowed to enter!

Originally, Mama Li only came here on weekdays, but in order to take care of Shan Yiyin, a difficult little ancestor, Mama Li also made meals on weekends.This indirectly caused her to not be able to enjoy Luo Fengying's culinary skills, which was something she could never forget since the first meeting.

There is another point that makes her very puzzled. Since she came here, she has never seen Li's mother cook any kind of sweet and sour food.

That day at Starbucks Mr. Fei Jun asked her clearly, "Do you know how to make sweet and sour pork ribs? Sweet and sour pork tenderloin? Sweet and sour carp?" Since she likes it so much, it makes no sense for Mama Li not to make it.

After stalking Li Ma for a long time, Li Ma finally let go: "Mr. has always done it by himself." She didn't know about this matter at first, and thought that Mr. Luo disliked her cooking skills.Later, I got used to those strange things about my husband, and knew that Luo Fengying didn't like others to explore his privacy, and treated her well, but kept his mouth shut to the outside world.If she didn't feel that Shan Yiyin was a very important and special existence to Mr. Luo, she wouldn't say anything.

do it yourself?Another strange answer.But he didn't do it either.Sure enough, Luo Ying had too many secrets.

The lingering sense of powerlessness hit her heart again, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't enter his world.Those elegant, gentle and even evil charms on the surface are just what he wants to show to others, and those hidden and unknown things are Luo Ying's true essence.

She couldn't see it, but she couldn't pretend not to know it.

The low air pressure that had been hidden behind people broke out in an all-round way in the past few days, and Shan Yiyin's mood has been gloomy from morning to afternoon.In the morning, I lay silently on the sofa holding my Apple MacBook Air and watched Korean dramas all morning. I was so immersed in the scene of the car accident that the cancer could not be cured that I couldn't help crying.In the afternoon, making coffee for Luo Fengying with a pair of red rabbit eyes, I thought he would at least care about her, and then she would act like a baby, and then slip into A Ying's arms, everything would be logical and no longer logical.But the fellow took the coffee cup while typing with one hand and didn't even glance at her.

A certain order was sad and angry, and went downstairs to play with goldfish with a small mouth.However, the goldfish just finished eating the fish food she sprinkled, and after blowing a few bubbles at her, it hid in its hut to sleep.

Click!It seems that something went berserk.

Seeing that Shan Yiyin did not come up to collect the cup for a long time, Luo Fengying had no choice but to save the file and go downstairs to put the coffee cup in person.

He really didn't expect the chaos after going downstairs.The pillows on the sofa were thrown all over the floor; his collection of wines in the wine cabinet disappeared, but judging from the traces on the ground, they seemed to have been poured into the pool; there was a thick layer of fish food in the fish tank, and there were a group of small goldfish turning their bellies ...

Suppressing your anger, try your best to speak calmly: "Where's my red wine?"

"Pour it down, the taste is bad, why keep it." Very confident.I wanted to drink away my worries, but I didn't expect it to be sour when I opened it, so I just poured it down.

"Nonsense! Of course it's bad if you haven't sobered up." The hand hanging by the side clenched into a fist, "What about the fish? Do you think they are bad?"

It seems that there is no way to forcibly justify this, the girl sneered: "...a slip of the hand."

"Clean it up, now!" Luo Fengying turned her head and went upstairs. Did Shan Yiyin take the wrong medicine today?He was really going crazy.

"Wow……"

The sobbing sound from behind forced him to turn around and come down. Seeing Shan Yiyin hugging the pillow and crying, he sighed: "What's wrong?"

"Don't worry about it!" A pillow flew over.

Dodged sensitively, but there was another one.Luo Fengying simply hugged the girl directly, controlled her hands, and hugged her onto the empty sofa: "Tell me, what happened?"

Leaning in the warm embrace, all the sour bubbles of grievance surged up in an instant: "You ignore me."

Patting her on the back comfortingly: "I'm working, it's always been like this."

"But, but you don't tell people anything." He continued to wipe his tears on his well-made shirt, "You don't even cook sweet and sour pork!"

This accusation stunned Luo Fengying. Is there a relationship between the two?Still patiently asked: "Want to eat?"

A certain person saw that she was acting like a baby, and she went even further: "I want to eat what you made!"

"Okay." Luo Fengying's heart almost collapsed, just because of such a big deal, the red wine in his collection was so fragrant.

Contact Li Ma so that she doesn't have to come over at night, and ask Jian Yian to send a part-time worker to clean up the room.Put on the long-lost apron again.

Fortunately, the kitchen was big enough and she wasn't kicked out. Shan Yiyin stood admiring the picture of the handsome man cooking, and couldn't help teasing: "A Ying, are you a warm man or a hot dog?"

He understands the warm man, but this "what does hot dog mean?"

Knowing that he didn't understand, the girl spread the knowledge to him excitedly: "A warm man is a man who is very good to his girlfriend, and a hot dog is a man who is very good to many women... Ouch! You What are you doing?" Before he finished speaking, he was shocked.

"What do you think, little girl?" Luo Fengying replied with a smile, then added cooking wine and salt to the sliced ​​meat, put it aside, and began to thicken the sauce.

He still had something to say: "Aying, do you like sweet and sour pork very much?"

Skillfully coated the strips of meat with starch juice and fried them in oil: "In comparison, yes."

"Then why haven't I seen you eat it?" Sure enough, her guess was correct.

The hand that stir-fried the pork strips paused slightly: "Because even if it's what I like, if I always eat it, I won't have that delicious feeling. For food, the shelf life is still like this, what about people?"

She turned her head to look at him. The man in the apron in front of her had a warm breath and calm pupils. Looking at him from such an angle, his brows and eyes became more elegant and picturesque.

He was always so indifferent, and then slowly said some words that made her think deeply in a peaceful tone. Maybe it was because she was still young, and she always felt so ignorant when she was with him.

She thought that although she didn't know him very well, no matter what was most important to him, it would definitely not be money and power.

So would he rather be a novelist?Or what are you trying to persuade her with these words?

If love can control itself, how can love be hurt?

Concealed and joked: "I didn't expect Mr. Fei Jun to be so philosophical as a novelist about youth scars. It's a waste of talent to write this."

Reluctantly raised his forehead: "How many of my novels have you read?"

""Jin Yu", "Jin Liang", "Jin Se", I've read all the brocade characters." He counted on his fingers seriously.

Follow-up question: "The Jinzi series is just for practicing pens when you are bored, what else?" Take out the meat and pour in the sauce that was thickened at the beginning.

"Uh... I don't quite understand it, so I gave up." I secretly ate the meat served on the side. Although it was not completely cooked, it was still delicious!

He knew it would be like this, didn't he understand Yinyin's level?Expectations are still high.Gently patted her on the head: "Don't look at it if you don't understand it, you are still young." Snatch the rest of the meat from Shan Yiyin's hand. Let's drink gorgon juice together.

A certain order seems to be blown up again: "Where am I so small? I want a chest and a butt and a butt."

Put it on the plate, and calmly change the subject: "Well, it's very big, what else do you want to eat?"

"Eat you!" The girl said bluntly.

"Are you a ghoul?" He knew that this animation was purely because he was poisoned by a certain one.

As soon as I mentioned my favorite anime, I became very excited: "Su Da, I am the little angel of Kaneki."

"Okay, our dear little golden wood angel, what else do you want to eat?" Luo Fengying still asked with a good temper.

The girl thought for a while: "I want to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chick, roasted goose..."

Just after reporting a few, our lovely "golden wood little angel" was thrown out of the kitchen.

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