Chapter 919

When Su muying wakes up again, he finds that he and an Xianyang are not wearing inch wisps.

Just now the sentimental again into their own mind.

Her face turned red.

At this time, she was just like a little girl.

"Awake?"

An Xianyang also opened his eyes appropriately.

He looked at Su muying's eyes, and he was tender and affectionate.

"I..."

Su Mu was too busy to know what to say.

An Xianyang shook his head.

"If you are tired, go on sleeping. Anyway, I will accompany you."

An Xianyang put some hook people's light into Su muying's eyes.

Su muying really can't sleep.

Especially when an Xianyang looks at himself with such an attitude.

"I have something to ask you."

Her hand gradually extended to an Xianyang's cheek.

A gentle touch.

Feel the real temperature that passes between.

Su muying knew that she was not dreaming.

"Say it."

"Ling Feiyu's case."

Su muying's eyes looked elsewhere.

It seems that such a serious topic is not suitable for speaking now.

An Xianyang's finger touched Su muying's lips.

And then hook the corners of the mouth, eyes full of tenderness.

"I know what you're asking, and I'll tell you everything."

An Xianyang looks at Su muying candidly.

"But you should be hungry now. I'll cook the noodles for you."

An Xianyang didn't wait for Su muying to open his mouth, so he got up.

Then dress.

The movement is random and coherent.

Unlike Su muying, she is shy.

"I, I'm not hungry."

Su muying's voice faltered.

But an Xianyang put on her clothes in front of her.

And he will look back at Su muying.

Su muying has no clothes on.

I had to pull the quilt up.

The whole person felt very shy.

However, the man, as if playing with himself, has been staring at himself.

And the eyes are very mean.

Didn't he say he was going to cook for himself?

Why can't you move your eyes?

Su muying's face turned red again.

"I'm so hungry. If you cook for me, hurry up."

"Well, put on your clothes. I'll be fine later."

At last, an Xianyang is more normal.

But he looked at Su muying's eyes.

It still can't be moved like that.

But try to restrain himself, an Xianyang tells himself constantly in his heart that Su muying is very hungry.

Just left this room.

An Xianyang left.

Su muying gets up from the bed.

The door thumped again.

Su Mu Ying once more nests himself in the quilt.

It's like being scared.

"Miss Su, our husband said I'd like to send you these change clothes."

It's a servant.

Su muying breathed a sigh of relief.

But I'm still a little embarrassed.

"Just put it at the door. I'll get it myself."

"This..."

The servant stopped at the door.

Finally, he obeyed Su muying's orders.

After confirming that the person at the door has left completely.

Su Mu Yingcai gets out of bed with light feet.

The mirror is covered with red kisses.

She thought of the pictures before.

There's a picture of depression.

Su muying's face is red now.

The skin is white against each other.

It's autumn, but I always feel that there is a brazier beside me.

There's no way to move it.

Su muying goes to the door again.

Open the door gently.

I saw the clothes at the door.

An Xianyang has a good eye.

He deserves to be a brother with a sister.

Since childhood, I have developed the vision and level of choosing clothes for girls.

However, he was so quick to find himself a suit of clothes.

Is it always there? Or notice in advance?

Su muying doesn't want to. In a word, some clothes are better than none.

She didn't care where the dress came from.

I went to the bathroom for a shower.Su Ying changed her clothes.

The silky touch comes from the skin.

Very comfortable.

Su muying has always liked pink. This dress is also pink. The sleeves make her look more lovely.

I'm ready. I'm out of the room.

Although there is no face.

But it's still pretty.

Her hair fell down. When she came down the stairs, an Xianyang just came out of the kitchen.

To see a woman slowly descending the stairs is like a woman coming out of a painting.

Like a fairy.

An Xianyang held a bowl of noodles in his hand.

He made it for Su muying himself.

But now, staring at Su muying, two people's eyes intertwined in the air.

Su muying smiles at an Xianyang.

It's different from the old smile.

She is very shy.

"The clothes fit well?"

Asked an Xianyang.

Su muying nodded.

Then he approached an Xianyang.

"Eat while it's hot, isn't it that you're hungry?"

An Xianyang put the noodles on the table.

Su muying's eyes turned red.

Thank you

For many years.

She had never had such a simple noodle.

It smells like Grandma.

She remembers that when she was a child, her grandmother cooked noodles for herself.

Later, when grandma got older, she took care of the person by herself.

Tears fell down.

"What's the matter?"

An Xianyang seldom sees Su muying's emotional side.

Of course, I don't know what's going on with her now.

Isn't it just a bowl of noodles?

Is she so moved?

"Thank you."

Su muying looks at her steaming face, tears in her eyes.

An Xianyang approached her and gently touched her head.

"Fool. Thank you. Eat when you're hungry. If you feel delicious, I'll make it for you in the future. "

Su muying heard this, of course, some wooden standing in place.

I never thought that an Xianyang would speak like this.

She nodded.

He sniffed.

Before he moved his chopsticks, an Xianyang took the lead.

"I'll come. I'm not sure what you look like now."

He brought the bowl over.

Pick up the chopsticks.

Frivolous face, and then put in his mouth blowing blowing.

Blow away the hot air, the temperature is just right, just to rest assured to Su muying's mouth.

Su Mu Ying is eating noodles, tears are flowing down again.

The whole person looks at an Xianyang and doesn't know what to say.

A bowl of noodles, full of feelings.

Su muying doesn't know how an Xianyang learned this move.

He doesn't look like a man who can cook at home.

"You must be curious why I make these things?"

An Xianyang said with a smile.

"Well, of course, unless you're in a golden house? Otherwise, how can you have women's clothes and cook so familiar? "

Su muying looked at the man in a funny way.

However, an Xianyang felt that he was wronged.

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