Chapter 467

"Come on, you." Feng Zhiwei couldn't help but smile again, "don't put gold on your face. What kind of rattan cake can you do for a man who doesn't touch the spring water?"? It seems simple and not so easy to make. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it until tomorrow morning. "

"How can you talk so much?" Rather chess also does not argue with her, press her to sit at the table, "look at it."

Feng Zhiwei sat at the table and watched the chef Ning standing in front of the chopping board, kneading the dough like a mold. He felt that his kneading posture was wrong. He was worried that he would eventually eat a lump of dead dough. He stood up and said, "I'll come. You are not used to this."

"I'm used to everything I do for you." Rather than let it go, he patted the dough on the chopping board. Feng knew that he had no choice but to let him play. Although he was unfamiliar with the technique, he kneaded the dough with rattan lard. The more he made it, the more skillful he became. At the beginning, the film was still large and small, and gradually it was very uniform. He was really a very clever man. He did everything very beautiful, but the film was not continuous Broken fly out, each of the same size, snowflake like falling on the chopping board in turn, he shuttle busy slender fingers, so the ups and downs swing out a beautiful rhythm, like a stunning dance.

Obviously, Ning Yi must have asked about the practice of rattan cake in advance. In my impression, Niang did the same thing at that time.

Feng Zhiwei sits at the table, holding his head, quietly watching Ning Yi's back busy in front of the chopping board. The water in the pot is bubbling open. Ning Yi picks up the lid of the pot, and a large group of white water vapor rushes out, interweaving with the faint light of the oil lamp, and faints a pale yellow like moonlight, covering Ning Yi's figure and Feng Zhiwei's eyes half hidden behind his fingers.

Her eyes, gradually also suffused with some vapor general things, slightly swaying The group of white water vapor vacillates, like a layer of thick clouds separating heaven and earth. The figure in the thick cloud is straight and thin. She opens the pot cover and looks at the water in the face of the hot air. She doesn't look back and says, "Wei'er, the water is boiling, put the steamer up."

"Well Mother Wandering in the floating clouds, Feng Zhiwei trance, low whisper.

"What are you talking about?" At the other end of the water vapor, the sound in reality came through, which suddenly broke her fantasy.

Ning Yi half covered in the white steam, a little confused looking back.

Feng Zhi blinked her eyes slightly. Her eyes were dim and watery. Then she said with a smile: "I say, it's delicious."

"Fragrant what?" Ning Yi laughingly turned around and looked at her, "water just opened, cake just steamed, you tell me fragrance?"

Feng Zhiwei leans to the back of the chair and looks at him with a smile and doesn't speak.

With such a soft look in her eyes, Ning Yi's heart is also soft. She only feels that there is something warm in her cold inner organs. She stretches out in her four limbs and hundreds of human bodies. Wherever she goes, she opens spring buds.

He gazed at her eyes full of autumn water, could not help but lower his head, gently leaning on her forehead, and said: "Zhiwei, you are also very fragrant..."

Feng Zhiwei chuckles and reaches out to push him. Ning Yi holds her chair back with both hands and refuses to let her. She closes her eyes and lets her lips swim in her forehead. Her voice gradually takes a little breath, "let me eat you too..."

Feng knew the sound of "ah" and quickly leaned back. Ning Yi had already let her go. He stretched out his hand and tightened the back of her chair. She did not let her fall down because she was too strong. She said with a smile: "what are you afraid of? I'm afraid I'm here Well Oh, yes

Feng Zhiwei kicked him.

"It's the most cruel woman." Ning Yi dusted the big footprints on his robe and said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm not so anxious. What's this?"

He turned to look at the steamer. In the middle of the journey, he suddenly turned back, leaning against the chopping board and said, "Zhiwei, there are some things, even if you know that they are delusions, or you will laugh at them. However, I still want to tell you that what I really hope is to marry the bridal chamber and candle in the open media. I will never leave you forever. I have 10000 ways to get your people, but I prefer to use the 101st A way to get your heart. "

Feng knew that she had a slight shock. She hung her head and did not speak. She did not ask what the 10000 one method was.

Rather chess also does not expect her to answer, Qingqing light said this sentence, then turn back to see the steamer heat.

The kitchen was silent. Feng Zhiwei covered her face with her hand and half turned her face to the oil lamp. Her face was calm, but there was something in her eyes. It was like the waves on the polar coast, scouring one after another, struggling obstinately in the process of advancing and retreating.

Ning Yi's back to her, water vapor in the air can not see her expression, he did not intend to see, fengzhiwei is the most cloudy woman in the world, he already knew.

Let her live like a fog, because once she completely opens herself up, she will be uneasy and frightened.

This is what he has done to her.

He is willing to accompany her to be a man and a woman in the fog of the world, guiding the direction with his heart's feeling. He believes that as long as he keeps holding out his hand, he will touch her fingertips one day.

Water vapor is bubbling, he opened the pot, explored, and said with a smile: "OK."

Then she turned her head and told her to stand up, "don't move, my lord Wei, let me wait on you today."Feng Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and took the initiative to put two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "yes, Wei Chen sacrificed his life to accompany his highness today."

"Come on." Ning Yi rolled up his sleeve high, Shua, took out the steamer from the steamer, quickly brought it up, slapped it down, and puffed his fingers.

"Don't even know about the pad cloth?" Feng knew that he would come to pick him up. He had already brought it to him. Looking at his red fingers, he couldn't help frowning and complaining, and then said, "wipe some Gleditsia sinensis, or bubble in the water."

"I think you can blow better faster." Ning Yi put his finger in front of her, raised one eyebrow and looked at her with a smile.

This man will always take advantage of the opportunity Feng knows that Wei has the intention not to let him succeed. However, seeing that the finger is really red and bright, he can't bear it, so he has to go up and blow it gently.

She just got up, Ning Yi lifted her finger and wiped it on her lips. Feng Zhiwei felt the heat passing over her lips. She was startled and gave way, and her face was already slightly red.

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