Chapter 1480

"Ah?" An Yimo blinked, didn't understand the meaning of Ding Yichen's words.

Has she done anything worthy of Ding Yichen's thanks?

Ding Yichen smiles and says nothing.

When he was a child, his love will always be buried in his own heart.

It's just adding trouble.

Suddenly he said, "do you want any more cherries? I used to talk to the fruit growers in the cherry orchard. You can pick any fruit you want

Ann to Mo some at a loss, how he mentioned the Cherry Orchard for no reason.

She asked truthfully, "are there any cherries in this season?"

Ding Yichen was stunned, and then burst out laughing, "it seems that there is no more. When the cherries mature next year, you can pick them."

"We can go together then. You must get better soon."

"Good."

"That's our deal, hook." An Yimo raises his hand and points out his little finger to Ding Yichen.

"Hook." Ding Yichen caught her finger with his little finger.

She said to herself, "hang on the hook, you can't change for a hundred years! You promised me, but get better soon. "

Ding Yichen's lips always smile.

Her figure eight years ago seems to overlap with her now.

He should be satisfied to see her again and to see her happy

Gong Ming came back soon, and soon came in with a bowl of porridge.

With his arrival, the air is also closely followed by the thick smell of paste.

Gong Ming night seems to be in a good mood. He takes the initiative to sit beside the bed with porridge. "I know you can't move easily. Come here. I'll feed you myself."

Ding Yichen's lips twitch. This kind of food can hardly see the color of porridge... Are you sure it's not to poison him?

An Yi Mo can't help saying, "did you mean it? Is this porridge? It's so dark that I don't know what it is

"What's the intention? I'm at this level. You don't know!" Gong MINGYE is right, because he didn't mean to. He was just busy and delayed in the middle of cooking porridge.

In addition, he added less water and made a bigger fire, which became the case when he came back.

Gong MINGYE said, "and why can't I see the color of my porridge? Don't you have black rice porridge? It's not too much to call it black rice porridge. "

Although he followed the chef's advice, the material he used was millet.

"Black rice? You don't think it's black rice! " An Yimo dislikes it very much.

Black is paste, how can it be black rice porridge!

"I said yes!" Gong MINGYE said to Ding Yichen, "Hey, do you want to drink the porridge that the young master worked hard to make for you? If you don't drink it, stop yelling about being hungry and let your friends cook for you in person! "

"Drink!" When Ding Yichen saw this bowl of porridge, he was shocked for a long time. At this time, his face had returned to normal. "This level proves that you made it yourself."

"You have eyes! Be content, I can't cook for others easily. You are the second one who can make me willing to cook! "

Who is the first one? Gong MINGYE doesn't know. Ding Yichen can guess.

Ann to the corner of the mouth smoke smoke, she did not feel as the first how honored!

Gong Ming night scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Ding Yichen's mouth, "eat it! I'll tell you the good news after dinner. "

Gong Ming night's mouth is good news, it seems that the mood is also happy, but how does Ding Yichen have the illusion that Gong Ming night wants to pit him?