Chapter 120

"You must allow everything. I have no hope of becoming a regular in my life."

Yang Yi smiles and nestles closer into his arms. Oh, his chest is wide and warm, so comfortable. "How many hours by plane?"

"Ten hours."

"Tired?"

"Not bad."

Long flight and time difference make you not tired. Yang Yi is full of softness, "have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'm hungry."

Yang Yi thought for a moment: "take out? Or go down and eat? "

"You can cook anything for me."

Yang Yi nodded, "my mother took some dumplings a few days ago. She made them by herself, with beef stuffing."

"Good. That's it

Yang Yi wants to enter the kitchen, but someone imprisons her and doesn't let her go away. Yang said he closed his eyes and hugged himself like a bear. He couldn't help laughing: "if you don't let me go, how can I cook dumplings for you?"

"Just eat you." He closed his eyes and said, "you look more delicious than dumplings."

Yang Yi's face immediately became hot and played the hooligan seriously! She stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the face. "You have a rest. I'll cook it soon."

Wang Jiaze's lips smile more. He was really tired. He didn't sleep well in America for several days. He didn't sleep for three hours every day. "I want to take a bath first," he said

Anyway, this guy almost occupied her guest room, clothes, pants, pajamas, everything. Yang Yi said, "go ahead. You can eat dumplings after washing."

Wang Jiaze enters the bathroom in her room. There's also the heat of transpiration. There's steam everywhere. On the washstand, there were toiletries on it. She had not had time to wash the clothes she had just changed.

It's full of Yang Yi everywhere. Wang Jiaze likes this slightly messy space belonging to her, which makes him feel that he has also integrated into her life.

Yang Yi boiled dumplings, vinegar, soy sauce mixed with dip sauce, hot dumplings on the table. After a long time, Wang Jiaze came out of the bathroom. He was wearing pajamas with no inch thread on his upper body. He was wearing a white bath towel around his neck, wiping his hair dripping with water.

Yang Yi's eyes wantonly looked at his abdominal muscles, "are you not cold? Get dressed. "

"No clothes found. Did you put it somewhere else

"No Yang Yi opens the wardrobe in the guest room and finds that Wang Jiaze's clothes are not in the cabinet. She looked around doubtfully and didn't see it.

"Is it in your cupboard?"

Yang Yi said while entering the room: "should not, I have not moved your clothes." Wang's wardrobe is not used in her room. She turned her head and looked at Wang Jiaze's enigmatic eyes. She held out her hand: "don't think I put your clothes here because you are sentimental. It's not really me

Only her mother can sort out the things in her cupboard. Is it her mother who arranges his clothes?

Wang Jiaze took out a white T-shirt from the cabinet, put it on and threw the bath towel to her: "help me blow my hair."

"Me?" Yang Yi pointed to his nose. "I may turn your hair into a bird's nest."

"It doesn't matter. I won't go out to see people tomorrow anyway."

“……” Yang Yi had to get the hair dryer. He sat in front of her dressing table, enjoying her hair blowing service and picking up her skin care products and cosmetics.

Wang Jia Ze's face with doubts, pointing to the skin care products at least thirty kinds of water, milk, Essence Mask: "are you using it?"

"Well, what's the problem?"

Wang Jiaze looked up at her face. "You don't have a big face. Can you use these for ten years?"

"You don't know women very well," Yang said without expression. It's possible to run out of these things in a month. "

Wang Jiaze thought slightly, "are these all your favorite brands?"

"OK, I'll buy it right away. Women for skin care products, cosmetics, ah, always very flowery, see a love one, loyalty is not high. "

“……” Wang Jiaze really does not understand why women like to wipe layer after layer of things on their faces. It's like women don't understand why men want one car after another.

The hot wind blew his hair and soon dried it. Yang Yi touches his slightly stiff hair. It's really thick. With the fragrance of her shampoo, she's also a fan of joy.

He is just a little bit influenced by her and infiltrated into her life.

"Well, go and eat dumplings."

A moment later, he sat at the table eating dumplings, and she sat looking at him. At this time, he was not as handsome as he was dressed in a suit and meticulous care. He was a bit more lazy and less masculine. However, he looked so kind, not as cold as he was at the beginning. At this time, he is just an ordinary man.

It made her heart soft. "Is it delicious?"

"Not bad."He's very picky and it's wonderful to give a good evaluation. "Is my mother's craft OK?"

"Well, good."

"The crab roe pot she cooked is especially delicious. Next time I have a chance to taste it in my house," Yang said

"Good." Wang Jiaze did not eat five or six dumplings and asked Yang Yi to cut an apple for him.

Yang Yi was speechless to his will: "have you never been fat?"

"About it. I've been restrained since I was an adult."

"Isn't it strange for a man to pursue his figure so much?"

Wang Jiaze glanced at her and said faintly: "it's strange to pursue body shape? It's strange that you women stuff chocolate and cake into your mouth while shouting to lose weight

Yang Yi gnashing his teeth: "when am I shouting to lose weight and keep eating?"

"No?"

Yang Yi went on to explore another question: "if you have such a high requirement for your figure, do you have to have a high requirement for your partner?"

Wang Jiaze looked at Yang Yi, "you are so good."

"What if I get fat?"

"You are fat or Yang Yi."

"What if I become a defensive puffer fish?"

Wang Jiaze imagines her turning into a round and rolling shape, "probably hate iron but not steel."

"What?" She doesn't understand.

"I don't want you to be a ball, and I can't leave you. So I can only blame myself for hating that iron is not steel. "

Yang Yi has been sweet to him. She held her face and looked at him, "if one day you become a bald uncle, I will not despise you."

Wang Jiaze smiles, "then should I say thank you?"

Yang Yi to cut the apple, Wang Jiaze with dumpling bowl into the kitchen, he washed the dishes, she peeled the apple. Cut the apple into small pieces and give it to Wang Jiaze with a fork. He was a little surprised. "I haven't seen you for a few days. You're virtuous."