Li Qiyu wanted to say something, but she found that she couldn't say anything. When the film opened, she didn't have the heart to watch it. If it wasn't for Bo Yeyuan holding her in her arms and her hands clasping her waist, she would not be allowed to go anywhere.

Actually, it's good to play a movie. She doesn't want to talk to Bo Yeyuan more and more

When they were silent, they were embarrassed.

She could see that Bo Yeyuan was at a loss. He tried to please her and bring the atmosphere back. But what he did was like a needle, rooted in her heart and could not be pulled out.

In fact, I haven't left, Li Qiyu. There are thousands of poisons that can kill me. You are the only one that can kill me. 】Suddenly the voice of Bo Yeyuan came.

Li Qi Yu frowned, the white screen was filled with tiny white bubbles, and the thin night's shadow slowly drew closer in the lens.

The beach is full of her Li Qiyu's name. Bo Yeyuan stands barefoot between a "heart" written with Li Qiyu's name. Her eyebrows are full of Yingqi, which is his appearance a year ago.

Li Qiyu's heart pounded -- is this a documentary of Bo Yeyuan?

I only learn what you like to eat. I only say what you like to listen to. I only read books you like to read. I only go to places you like to live. I only love you named Li Qiyu 】

with the development of the documentary, Bo Yeyuan appeared in the picture and began to learn to cook.

When the big boss killed meat for the first time, he was staring at the fish in the bucket and didn't know how to start. It seemed that he was facing the most difficult problem in the world. A chicken ran away accidentally, and a group of servants gathered around the manor to catch chickens all over the world

Li Qiyu's eyes were fixed, and he couldn't believe to see Bo Yeyuan from a king of black cuisine to a perfect one. The documentary is fast forward. From the beginning of his clumsiness to the end, he only acted for a minute But Li Qiyu saw the effort behind him.

In the movie, Bo Yeyuan's hands are basically not good, scalded, cut, splashed with oil and water

Li Qiyu subconsciously looks down at Bo Yeyuan's hand. Is he a fool? After learning so many times, he still cuts himself.

[Li Qiyu, on the day when I came back to me, I want to pet you as a daughter. 】

[it's better for you to torture me than for me to watch you cry. It's better for you to be angry with me than to ignore me. Li Qiyu, do you think I'm not abusive? But you abuse me, better than you don't love me. 】

[if I can take out my heart, I want your name engraved in my heart. In this way, you will not believe, my heart is all you. 】

the film goes through frame by frame, and Bo Yeyuan makes clay with apron, and those beautiful toothbrush cups are actually made by himself.

In all festivals, Bo Yeyuan will bring flowers and cakes to the fountain pool to commemorate the baby

He gave her gifts, each of which was handmade, and was not bought by hook fingers.

Even lovers' pillows and slippers are all designed by him. He finally embroidered their names on lb. the needle stabbed his fingers again and again. He frowned and put his fingers in his lips. Li Qiyu laughed, but his tears fell down.

She didn't find the letters lb in these little things

L (LI) is embroidered on the front, and B (thin) is on the back. These small details prove that she is in the front, which is more important.

Li Qiyu choked his throat and saw the camera flickering. Bo Yeyuan has been working in the studio for the past year, learning different crafts.

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