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Pei Qingcheng has lived in a workshop in recent years.

Pei Qingcheng likes carving. When he's OK, he locks himself in his workshop to carve.

Because she had enough time, she also carved several works.

The heart is quiet enough, so the finished product also satisfied her.

Working hard, the doorbell rang.

Wendy and Lou Yulou went to the program group with soft and soft. Aunt Yan is the aunt who cleans them up and has a key.

Aunt Yan is a distant cousin of Louyu building, so she is at ease to use her building.

Pei Qingcheng stopped his work and thought about it to know who it was.

While lifting his hand to straighten his hair, he went to open the door. His fingers just touched the short stubble and stopped.

I've been used to it for a few years, but I'm not used to it.

From the cat's eye, it was him.

Look at the watch. It's ten ten o'clock. It's weekday again. Doesn't he have to go to work?

Hesitated, or opened the door, leaning on the door, looking at the man standing outside the door holding a large toy rabbit in his hand.

Always give people a sense of fear of the man holding a toy rabbit in his hand, such a picture is inevitably a little contrary, pink rabbit ears on his shoulder, a little funny.

Needless to say, toy rabbits are soft.

"Softness is not at home." She told him directly.

"So." Looking at the woman in front of her, she wore a pink plaid square kerchief on her head, a white shirt and jeans, and a professional carving file in her hand. She was very artistic. He squinted at her happily and said, "if you're not at home, won't you let me in?"

"Didn't you look for her?" Pei Qingcheng touched the rabbit's ear in his arms. It was very soft and felt good.

Ruan must like it very much. Her favorite animal is rabbit.

So, the cartoon patterns on her pajamas are basically rabbits.

"You too." He squeezed in with a toy rabbit, so Pei Qingcheng had to open up a little to let him in.

She was a little annoyed. She felt just right when she was carving. He interrupted her mood.

"Here's the rabbit." She pointed to the smooth floor: "Ye Dong can go."

"You treat the guests like this, don't you treat me to a cup of tea?" The man changed his shoes on his own. As soon as his feet were put into a pair of men's slippers, Pei Qingcheng coldly reminded him: "this is the rain building. He doesn't like people wearing his shoes."

Ye tired slowly turned around, and she really annoyed him with a word: "Lou Yu Lou is back?"

"Did Yu Qingqing tell you?" Pei Qingcheng closed with a smile and found another pair of slippers for him.

He put it on and walked into the living room with a flat tone: "do I need to go through her to understand your affairs now?"

Visitors are guests. Even if Pei Qingcheng doesn't intend to make tea for him, a bottle of soda water is always required.

He took a bottle of soda water from the refrigerator and put it in front of him: "since Dong Ye didn't like her, why did he marry her in the first place?"

"Are you concerned about my business?" He took the soda, and took her by the hand. He didn't give her a chance to take it out. He pulled her in his arms and just sat on his lap.

Pei Qingcheng is a little annoyed. He looks so ascetic, but he always likes to do such ambiguous actions to her.

He did not give up, and she could only sit in his arms, but the tone was cold: "when Aunt Yan comes back to see ye Dong like this, I'm afraid she will immediately call the police."

"I'll introduce her. You're the mother of my child. I don't think she'll be so excited."

"Who told you that softness is your daughter?"

"Isn't it?" As like as two peas, he put her face in her collar and sniffed her faint fragrance: "all the people who met her said she was the same as me."

"I have as like as two peas and fishermen," then do I have half a cent with them? Pei Qingcheng tried to break away from him and sat down in the sofa opposite him: "it doesn't mean there's anything to do with it. Dong Ye won't be so ignorant."

Ye tired will soda water to his lips, drink a mouthful, throat surging, a big saliva swallow.

The way he drinks water is so sexual.

Pei Qingcheng was a little irritable and moved his eyes away: "I'm working, you go!"

"You forgot what you asked me yesterday?"

"So soon?" She immediately gets excited, and it's right to find Ye tired: "well, what did the doctor say?"

"He can't say anything. The doctor died in a car accident three years ago."

"What, dead?" Pei Qingcheng opened his eyes in amazement: "normal traffic accident?"

"I didn't find out any doubts after reading the file. It seems that it was drunk driving."

Pei Qingcheng vented his anger, just found a little hope, so soon was disillusioned.

"Is he the only doctor left in the hospital?" Ye's voice rings out.

Pei Qingcheng looked up at him: "my mother's attending doctor is only one of his.""Not necessarily." He gave a confident smile, but didn't seem to say it immediately.

"What do you want?" Because I know him so well, I know he's playing tricks.

"It's simple." Men are picturesque, so smile is particularly good-looking, but the smile at the moment inevitably has a little evil feeling.

He went to Pei Qingcheng and squatted down and looked at the woman's dark and beautiful eyes: "you know what I want, eh?"

Really want to throw out a word you love to say.

But, think about it, I really don't have the confidence.

Then faint smile, let his hand be held in the hand of the man: "I really don't know what you want, if you want to say, I don't prevent to listen, as long as not too much."

"Not at all." His head deflected to the kitchen: "please give me a meal, you made it."

"So simple?" Pei Qingcheng thought he would make some excessive demands.

"What do you think?" He laughed evil: "what do you think I will ask for? Sleep with me

It was like a very funny thing. He even laughed in a low voice.

His laughter was good, with some kind of dark bewitchment.

Pei Qingcheng nodded without hesitation: "yes, I'll cook for you."

"Today." He raised her hand and put it to his lips for a kiss.

Taking back her hand, she immediately stood up: "you sit here, I'll cook."

Just today, aunt Yan came back from shopping. Now I guess she is following Lou Yulou. They went to the program group to watch the excitement.

It happened that today, aunt Yan bought some water spinach that ye tired liked. Later, she would fry a rotten milk spinach with duck oil.

What ye tired likes is quite common people, but Bao Shen's wing belly doesn't like it very much.

Maybe it's more from snacks, not too cold for those.

Ye is tired, but he follows, takes off his coat and puts it on the chair.

"What are you doing?"

"Help you." As a result, Pei Qingcheng took out the food from the refrigerator and went to the water hose to wash it.

Of course, he wanted to help, and she had no reason to refuse. It would be faster for two people to cook together.

I don't know when they will come back. If they meet, it will be an embarrassing game.

The man washes the vegetables very attentively, four years later, he has not changed at all.

The hair style, the style of dress, the affectionate look in her eyes, all have not changed.

Very few people remain the same, and after all these years.

Suddenly, the waist felt the strength, the man hugged her waist and pulled her into his arms, two people nose to nose.

"What are you doing?" She struggled.

"It's not always peeping at me, so just get closer and look at me in a big way."

"Who said I was peeping at you." Although she knew that negation was boring, she could not help denying it: "are you ready to wash the dishes? Give them to me when they are ready."

"All right." He handed the washed dishes to Pei Qingcheng: "do you need to cut them? I'm good at chopping. "

It's a bit of a show off, Mr. Ye. What's great about being able to cut vegetables.

Take the dish aside and cut it, wondering where Aunt Yan put the duck oil, or find the duck skin to fry some duck oil.

Absent-minded, I cut my nails.

In fact, he didn't cut his hand. He just called out in a reflexive way. He quickly put down the food in his hand and ran to her, holding her finger tightly: "where is the band aid?"

His pupils tightened and his eyes contracted tensely.

Heart move, then the tone of the mouth will not be so shady: "did not cut the hand."

he loosely opened his fingers suspiciously, but he just cut his nails, and a good piece of transparent nail polish was cut off.

"Don't cut the vegetables. I'll do it." He took her by the shoulder and drove her out of the kitchen: "come in when you're cooking."

"I'm fine. I can." She stood at the door and refused to go: "I said I would cook you to eat, save you to deny that I did not cook this meal."

He leaned against the door and looked at her and laughed, "am I such a rascal?"

"You are not to others, but to me." She looked down at her cut fingernails and murmured, "Ye Dong, who has always been vigorous and vigorous, always pesters me. Is it interesting?"

"Because of what, don't you know?" He took her hand and held it tightly.

Suddenly some nervous, she flustered at him: "because I am easy to bully?"

"Do you think I've got the time to bully a woman every day?" He sneered: "or, I have been bored to, run to your kitchen to fight for you?"

"Are you still eating?" "I'm going to cook," she interrupted in a panic

He stopped her way, squinting at her displeasantly: "how come you have to slip away at the critical moment?""Ye Dong." She took a deep breath and licked her dry lips. She was harassed by him and didn't drink water for a long time: "we've been entangled for so many years, and so many things have happened, and now we're still entangled. I don't think it's interesting. I know, you want to see soft, I just want to avoid you, so if you want to see soft and soft often, maybe we can change the mode of getting along with each other

He looked at her with little interest: "tell me."

"In the past, I don't want to mention it. We can just get acquainted with each other like white paper, OK?"

She means, wipe out all the bad?

He didn't mind erasing them, and some things were engraved in his heart, which could not be easily wiped off.

Now she's hiding from him, so as not to make her afraid, she can do what she says.

Nodding his head, he agreed: "well, we can cook as white paper?"

"Well." She pointed to his arm on the kitchen sliding door.

He just let her in.

In recent years, she must not be less than cooking, cutting vegetables sound very pleasant.

Looking at her back, there is a kind of feeling as if separated from the world.

In the four years when she couldn't be found, she was always in fear that she would never be seen.

Fortunately, fate is not cruel to him.

He went over and hugged the woman's back and put his face on her shoulder.

Pei Qingcheng stopped cutting vegetables, and his tone was cool and light: "Ye Dong, is this how you get along with each other like white paper?"

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