Chapter 154

After hearing Gong Lingye's words, Song Yi's tears rolled out again.

Gong Lingye was rude but forceful, and gently wiped the tears on Song Yi's face and pinched her face: "darling, go to wash a face again, I'll cook noodles."

Song Yi nodded and got up to wash his face, while Gong Ling night went to the kitchen.

Song Yi people don't know if he can cook. After washing his face and wiping his skin care products, he goes to the kitchen quietly.

The kitchen was still in a mess just now, and the shovel seemed to fall to the ground at last. Therefore, the clean tiles were covered with oil.

Gong Ling night is cleaning up, and in the pot, the eggs seem to be cooked by oil, but the color on the top side is still very light.

Song Yi people see palace Ling night to clean up the ground, and re opened the fire, turned over the egg.

His movements were not skilled and unfamiliar, and seemed to be better than her.

The egg was soon cooked, and the water beside him was boiling. He came down and stir fried tomatoes. The soft light fell on his head, and the whole person seemed to be coated with a layer of warm color.

In the past, the people of Song Yi also imagined what the future would be like.

At that time, Chu Mingyao had not shown his true face, and she always felt that Chu Mingyao was a gentle elder brother.

So, when her parents hosted their engagement, she also thought that they would get married, cook alone, wash dishes alone

However, every time she thought of those things, she felt so flat as to live with her brother, so that she would feel ostracized when she thought of holding hands.

But now, seeing Gong Ling night cooking in the kitchen, Song Yi people suddenly feel that there is something in their hearts, warm and sweet, as if they have expectations for the future.

After she saves Ziheng and makes Chu Mingyao pay his blood debts, she can learn to cook. Then she goes to work with Gong Lingye and goes home to eat what they like. In the evening, if he is busy, she will go to his study to read and wait for him

The more I think, the more Song Yi people forget this evening, and even the corners of their lips can not help but overflow a light smile.

Gong Lingye has just finished the stew and turned off the fire. When he turned his head, he saw a corner of cloth beside the door.

It seemed to notice that he was looking, and a corner of the cloth was gone.

The corner of the mouth of palace Ling night smoked, suddenly, feel his warmth is like a shy kitten.

Although she didn't tell him all about her, it was not easy for her to say half of it.

He would not force her, and believed that she would tell him all one day.

In fact, just now in the kitchen, when she was afraid, she put all her hope of survival on him. Is it not a kind of subconscious absolute trust?

He doesn't know why she looks like Yu ruo'nuan, but it's not Yu ruo'nuan. However, he thinks it's her. Nothing else matters.

Gong Lingye fished out the cooked noodles, put the brine, and took out a bottle of chili sauce from the cabinet, and then came out to find Song Yi people.

"Warm, ready to eat." Gong Ling night see Song Yi people also pretended to nest in the sofa has not moved the appearance, can not help but laugh.

He reached out to pull her. She pretended to be silly and blinked: "do you really know how to cook noodles?"

Gong Lingye took Song Yi and took her to the table. After thinking about it, she couldn't help crying and laughing: "warm, if you're not the original warm, are you a kitten demon?"

Song Yi was amused by him: "why not a fox spirit?"

"If it's a fox spirit, don't you want to sleep with me every day?" Gong Lingye handed the chopsticks to Song Yi people.

The Song Yi people immediately moved.

Gong Lingye laughed: "so, it's not a fox spirit, nor a snail girl. Snail girl can cook. Warm can only do robots and driverless cars. "

Song Yi People's eyes are wide, he used "only can"?

Did he know that making robots and cars is much harder than cooking?

Song Yi people are complaining. They feel a shadow on their head. The next second, they feel a kiss on their side face. Then the man's deep magnetic voice rings in his ear: "a good cook is 100000 a month, but a top AI talent can earn a maximum annual salary of tens of millions."

He said, the lip slips from her ear, the eye son locks her: "so I married warm, it is to earn over."

"When did I say I was going to marry you?" The people of Song Yi jumped in a hurry.

Palace Ling night smile, glaring at Song Yi's cheek: "warm, you blush."

Song Yi people angry: "palace Ling night, where do I blush?"

"Good, good, no red, I was wrong. I haven't proposed yet. I'll wait until I do. " Gong Ling night scraped the tip of Song Yi's nose: "eat noodles first."

Song Yi people also felt that they had just reacted a little bit, as if they were annoyed by what they had in mind.

Annoyed, she picked a face and tasted it.

The craft of Gongling night is passable. At least it tastes salty and moderate. Although it is not so delicious, it is not bad.Opposite, the man asked expectantly: "warm, OK?"

Song Yi people raised their eyes: "OK."

"I haven't cooked before. I'll practice later." Palace Ling night way: "otherwise, after the family or please cook."

He seems to be planning his future life with her? The Song Yi people tasted it again, and felt that it was better than the first one just now.

Two people eat together, Song Yi people to clean up, Gong Lingye said her hand hurt, will her seat.

When he was ready, he took her to the bedroom: "warm, it's late, we go to bed."

He lay down and put her in his arms. There was no light in the night. Although Song Yi people were not asleep, they still closed their eyes so that Gong Lingye could not find out that she was actually pretending to be asleep.

However, the sense of smell is surrounded by a man's familiar peace of mind. The whole Song Yi people gradually relax and fall asleep.

Hearing the gentle breath of the little woman in her arms, Gong Ling night bowed her head and kissed her hair heart.

Song Yi people seem to feel that, unconsciously, they arch into Gong Lingye's arms and stick them closer, as if looking for a sense of security.

He suddenly thought of the tremendous reaction she had when she was scalded in the kitchen, and, with tears in her eyes, she held him tight and said that she was afraid of fire.

His heart suddenly pulled, there is astringent pain.

She also said she had been burned.

Was she burned in the past, and then went to the hospital for plastic surgery, and became a warm look?

Where did the original metaphor go? And no matter how like a person, you can't even distinguish your father from the people around you?

Gong Ling night really can not think of such a fantastic thing, but he is sure that he likes the people in his arms.

Whether it's called Yu ruo'an or cat'er, he likes it enough.

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