Chapter 1216

Mingke knows that she is cowardly at this moment, but she is really afraid to live a life like that of the past month.

Day and night, dark, can not see hope, also can not see the road ahead, very confused, confused to death as if it is not a pity.

"If you really don't want to stay here, I'll take you, but you're always his wife, understand?" Beiming Liancheng light way.

He is not good at killing fish, but with a little memory that he doesn't know where to save, he carefully takes out the fish viscera and slowly cleans the fish.

Mingke didn't speak. He leaned out his head behind him and quietly watched what he had done.

When he washed the fish clean, she reminded: "there are gills, gills also need to dig out, dirty."

"Good." Beiming Liancheng dug out the gills on both sides, washed them again, and then put the fish in the basin.

Mingke finally let go of him, but always followed him, watching him wash the pot, turn on the gas stove, and then put the fish in.

In fact, she wanted to open her mouth to remind her, but in the end she didn't say anything. Looking at him making braised fish for her without any rules, she always had a unique smile in her eyes.

There was no oil, no boiling, no water, so it was almost like carbon. After a while, it became a pot of fish soup, and then it was covered. I don't know how long it was stewed, it became fish paste.

When the pot of disorderly braised fish was brought to the table, not only the name but also Beiming Liancheng could not help laughing.

"I'll make it for you." Mingke picked up the dish which had no image at all, sent it back to the kitchen and left it in a corner.

Go to the garbage basket, pick up the fish discarded by Beiming Liancheng, and then kill the fish again.

Scrape the scales, wash the internal organs, remove the gills, then boil the pan, add oil, put some ginger slices, then put the fish in, fry the surface of the fish until golden, then put the seasoning.

Every action is so sharp, and there is no hesitation in the whole process. We can see that we often do these things in the past.

Looking at her busy figure, Beiming Liancheng has mixed feelings. He can't tell what it's like at this moment. He only knows that he likes the peace, and the boss must like it.

This braised fish is not long. Half an hour later, a steaming dish of fish is brought to the table.

In the pot, there are two bowls of rice cooked by the servants. They took chopsticks and surrounded a plate of fish with Beiming Liancheng. They ate it slowly.

It was just one dish, but both of them ate more than before. Mingke ate a whole bowl of rice, and Beiming Liancheng ate three bowls.

The two chopsticks stopped at the same time. The two owners looked at each other, and the bottom of their eyes was smiling.

Beiming Liancheng took the fish head down and put it in her bowl: "thin like this, eat more."

Mingke caught the fish's head and sent it back to his bowl: "you've lost weight too. Eat more. After eating, you'll have the strength to fish. If you can't, we won't have to eat."

Beiming Liancheng didn't know what flashed through his eyes, so he finally clamped the fish's head and sent it to his lips: "OK, I'll be responsible for fishing in the future, and you'll be responsible for cooking."

Two words, let name can eye socket moist again rise.

He is in charge of fishing, and he is in charge of cooking. What a warm scene. Isn't that the situation when he should be with his husband?

But now she has no husband, only her uncle

Beiming Liancheng spent the whole day with Mingke in the imperial residence. After dinner in the evening, he watched a romantic movie with her in his room and watched her fall asleep in his arms. Then he picked her up, carefully put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt and prepared to leave.

She was the only one who talked to her all day, but he ignored the others.

There are some things that should be faced. If he didn't understand in the past month, when he came back today to see Mingke's dependence on himself, he thought about all those things in a flash.

Is that his purpose? That man, who is more stupid than anyone, is really stupid

Another look at the girl on the bed. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Mingke suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his big palm Uncle

The whole body of Beiming Liancheng was shocked, and his body was cold in an instant, but in the shortest time, he slowly warmed up.

He nodded and looked down at her: "I won't go. If I go again, I will take you with me, OK?"

But he can only take her away for a period of time. After she recovers, they still have to come back. Just these words, he doesn't want to say now, and he doesn't want to see despair from her eyes.

In the boss's gloomy life, this girl is his only sunshine, so this ray of sunshine, he can't bear to really take her away.

But Mingke didn't answer his question. Instead, he looked at him for a moment.Beiming didn't say anything more, just quietly looking at her, waiting for her to continue.

For a long time, Mingke asked in a dull voice: "that picture Do we have... "

"No He gave her a shake and then put her hand back in the quilt: "it was at your engagement dinner with the boss. Yu Feifan gave me medicine. You were drunk again. I was a little I can't control it. I almost killed you. Fortunately, the boss arrived in time to stop the tragedy. "

"Did he really come to stop it?"

"You can doubt anything about him, but you can't doubt that he cares about you." Numb words he won't say, today said so much, just because at this time this girl is really fragile, don't coax her, hurt her, he is afraid that she will suddenly fall in his side.

"He has to do a lot of things. I'm much luckier than him because I'm not the one who was chosen." There is luck, there is misfortune, but he is too beautiful on the surface, few people can see the bitterness and loneliness behind his scenery.

"I'll accompany you to see your grandfather tomorrow." He said suddenly.

Mingke wanted to get up, but Beiming Liancheng gently pressed her back, still put her hand back in the quilt, he said: "don't worry, I will do it, tomorrow."

"Good." She didn't know why he only said that it was her grandfather, and it was also his father. Maybe he just couldn't accept it for a while, maybe She couldn't figure it out, so she had to choose not to.

Beiming Liancheng originally wanted to leave, but he still sat down by the bed, took a book, sat at the head of the bed and read it slowly.