Pretty Beauty Enters Unlimited Stream

Ye Wan seemed to be swimming in a sea full of peach blossoms. Seeing every lovely petal, she wanted to stand forward and smell the charming fragrance.

But the pink peach petals are always far away and near, and they can't be touched, which makes people love them.

He was in a daze, writhing non-stop in Yahuang's arms, his slender fingers scratched his shoulders several times, and the confused person didn't know the severity, and immediately saw a red mark where his hands went down.

I don't know how many years have passed in the life of Yahuang's sword and sword, and he didn't care about the scar left by Ye Wan.

Walking through the winding mountain road and returning to his own pavilion, the night light in pavilion No. 01 was dim and dim. Yahuang touched Ye Wan's forehead and it was still a little hot, so he covered it with a big quilt, wanting him to wrap it up. Sweating under the quilt.

Although he covered all the exposed places, Ye Wan was still hot and mischievous, he kept kicking the quilt, so no matter how many people covered him, he still showed a section of snow-white shoulders.

Sometimes I turn over and ask for water, sometimes I want to hug, and sometimes I want to kiss.

No matter how you do it, you are not honest, just like a beautiful little annoying spirit.

Yahuang was very busy, he moved here and there, either to pour water, or to coax people in his arms.

At night, the hustle and bustle in the valley had already ended, and a few lights floated leisurely on a small road leading to the river.

Lu Cheng took Zishan and Mu Jie, holding a pine oil lamp, to investigate the situation on the surface of the water where the big red fish appeared.

The cold wind blows, and the waters under the night light are vast, without any fish activity.

There were only faint ripples on the cold water, and with a red face, Zi Shan said to Lu Cheng: "Brother Lu Cheng, I think that big fish is really strange, as soon as it appears, it looks like hyacinths scattered all over the valley. It’s so scary to be filled with such desire all of a sudden.”

The air by the river was a bit cold, Zishan shivered while talking.

Lu Cheng smiled at him while watching the movement on the water: "What kind of desire are you talking about? Let you practice mind control a lot on weekdays, it's a treasure left by your ancestors. If you don't practice, you will be tricked now. Bar."

Mu Jie was also caught in the trick, but fortunately he was younger and stronger than Zishan, but even so, he was temporarily sober and sometimes confused: "Everyone in the valley has the desire to be enchanted by such evil spirits." Infection, only those with a firm will, like the leader of the Asian Emperor, can avoid it."

After hearing his sweet words, Zishan muttered in a low voice: "Even if the leader wants to avoid such desires, it depends on who the target is."

Indeed, as Zishan thought, their determined leader was being pressed against a scorching hot body at the moment.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wan would approach him so actively, Yahuang was taken aback, in his impression, Ye Wan had never been like this before.

Ye Wan hooked Yahuang's neck, her whole body was sticky and sticky, her lips were as red as freshly picked cherries.

Yahuang couldn't help being elated, he felt that his head was about to explode, but he tried his best to control himself, thinking that Ye Wan is a weak and weak patient now, and he can't bully him.

[Hiss~ Can you handle this? 】

【Fool Yahuang, if you don't come, I will come instead】

【Ahhhhh, my wife is pure and lustful, I... 】

【emmmm】

Yahuang hugged the little man in his arms and let him toss about. The few scars that had been scratched before finally disappeared, but in the end new wounds were filled in again. Fortunately, Ye Wan's strength is weak, and the wounds left behind Light and powdery.

Looking at the little face made of pink and jade, Yahuang settled down, and he glanced away, but his voice was asking Ye Wan:

"You, do you still remember the 'Qi Min Chu Yi' restaurant? How about the dishes in it? Do you know that in that restaurant, I cook all the dishes for you."

Ye Wan listened to his words in a daze, and in her not sober mind, she remembered that before entering this instance, when she was at the 25.98loft transfer station, she had been ordering food at a restaurant called 'Qi Min Chu Yi'.

This restaurant does have a delivery guy with a very good attitude, and he delivered meals to himself for several days.

He vaguely remembered that he was still lighting up the small lamp on the service book at the request of the delivery man.

The delivery man has been wearing a big mask, only his handsome eyebrows and eyes can be seen.

When the delivery guy was still going to the recording studio to dub, he used his small battery car to give him a ride for free.

"How about my cooking skills? In those days I wore a big mask to deliver meals to you, and my delivery was only for you, and you didn't even recognize me?" Yahuang murmured in Ye Wan's ear. mumbling.

I have been eating at this restaurant, and never ordered other people's. When Yahuang asked herself, Ye Wan muttered and replied: "Well, I remember the Pipa tofu made in that restaurant, it was delicious."

"Then do you still want to eat?"

"want."

As if responding to him, Ye Wan licked her pink lips, as if reminiscing about the scent that fascinated him.

Poor little greedy cat.

After taking care of Ji Li at booth 363 for most of the day, Ye Wan hasn't eaten yet, her already thin body seems to have become thinner, she really looks like a tired little milk cat, just looking at it makes people feel distressed .

"Do you want to eat again? I'll cook it for you later on. With me, I can make you whatever you like."

Rubbing his fluffy little head, Yahuang said pitifully.

At this time, voices came from outside the pavilion. It was Zishan and others who came back from the outside. Yahuang gently put Ye Wan down, walked out of the pavilion, and asked Zishan and the others about the situation of the big fish in their waters.

Everyone answered truthfully according to what they saw.

After listening to their description, there was a trace of indifference in Yahuang's eyes. He seemed to have ignored the disappearance of the strange fish, and then said to Zishan: "Go and prepare a piece of tender tofu for me."

"Is it my sister-in-law who wants tofu?" Zishan blinked and asked mischievously.

The air after the rain is refreshing and slightly cool.

Standing in the yard, Yahuang was waving his hands to get out a set of kitchen utensils. After listening to Zishan's words, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, then raised his leg and kicked him.

Seeing that the leader, who is usually lukewarm, can also joke with himself, Zishan quickly went to find soft tofu. He was full of energy and had endless strength.

Soon Zishan served up the white and tender tofu.

While holding the person in his arms, Yahuang unfolded a small light board and clicked the buttons on the small light board to select various ingredients.

There is a sign of the restaurant on the top of this small light board: 'Qi Min Chu Yi'.

The two characters "Qi and Chu" represent place names, which are the hometowns of Yahuang and Ye Wan respectively.

'Qi Min Chu Yi' restaurant, Ye Wan is the only customer,

The dishes inside are Ye Wan's favorite.

His various eating habits are also recorded on the small light board.

For example: the rice needs to be very soft, another example: he likes to drink soup, another example: some dishes can be slightly spicy, and some dishes must be made very spicy, so he likes them.

So in the final analysis, I don't know whether he is afraid of spicy food or not.

Another quirk is that if you live in the north, you like to eat salty food, and you don't eat sweet food at all.

But on the other hand, when I went to the south, I prefer to eat sweet dishes, and I don’t eat salty dishes at all.

In short, his taste changes with geographical migration.

You say it's weird.

"If you want to maintain your strength, you have to eat. It's late today. I'll make you Wensi tofu soup, which is easy to digest." Yahuang said.

Ye Wan muttered twice from her dream, and stretched out her hand for him to hold, she was in a state of confusion, but she could clearly hear the carelessness of Yahuang's words.

Wensi Tofu is a test of knife skills, but Yahuang is a cook for thousands of years, he is not afraid of this.

The snow-white tender tofu exudes the fragrance of beans. At the door of the pavilion, under the management of Yahuang, it was turned into a delicious tofu soup.

When the soup was ready, Yahuang helped the little guy up and fed him mouthful.

"Brother, are you here to deliver food to me?" Ye Wan tasted the lingering fragrance in her mouth and asked him as if drunk.

Yahuang was stunned, and he asked a little uncertainly: "You, do you know that I was the delivery man back then?"

That little confused person knew that Wensi Tofu Soup was delicious, but he didn't know who the person in front of him was.

He said that Yahuang was the elder brother who delivered the food, and that was just a little tacit understanding between the two of them about taste.

I don't know how long I slept. During the drowsiness, Ye Wan felt that she had forgotten a lot of things. When she woke up again, her head was a little dizzy.

Ye Wan shook her head and saw Yahuang, how fierce this man looked.

He sat on the bed, shrunk his body back, and the space he was in made him feel very strange. He remembered that he had been in this pavilion before, and the person in front of him had slightly curly hair, light brown eyes, and facial features that seemed to be of mixed race.

He remembered that it was this person who had been cooking his favorite dishes for himself in the past few days. Every dish tasted very good, as if he knew his taste well.

A spring rain that breeds a charming state of mind is still uncontrollable for someone with extraordinary skills, let alone Ye Wan, who is so weak.

So even if the person in front of him was about to completely transform into Sui Meng's appearance, he couldn't remember it.

Ye Wan saw a small sketch portrait on a wooden table beside the bed, he glanced at the person in the small portrait, it was very similar to the person in front of him.

This painting is indeed her own brushwork, this Ye Wan remembers.

But why did I give this man a portrait?Is he someone you know well?

I seldom give portraits to others.

Although this man is not very similar to the person in the portrait, he is still a little bit like the person in the portrait.

Ye Wan's gaze fell on Yahuang's handsome face, and her voice was shimmering and timidly suspicious: "Who are you?"

Hearing Ye Wan's words, Yahuang lowered his eyes, his eyes were like the unpredictable deep sea, he turned his head to look at the pretty kid curled up in the corner with the quilt in his arms, and said word by word: "I am your husband. "