2879: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

When Ye Yuxuan was cooking, Qin Qiu and Bai Changyan really came home.

They came with a pile of vegetables and snacks.

Two cooking aunts in the kitchen are washing vegetables.

The cooking man rolled up his white cuffs, exposed his fingers, and was seriously chopping vegetables.

He glanced indifferently at his father-in-law, oh, future father-in-law.

And Wei Wei's attending doctor.

Then he squinted his eyes, his thin lips lightly, and apparently didn't have much expression, but it made people feel terrible.

Sure enough, Qin Qiu, who was holding a snack, paused with Bai Changyan, who was holding a dish.

With a quail that meets a tiger.

I felt like I was going to die.

Then two people put things on the table and automatically took out the snack.

With a miserable expression, throw a large bag of potato chips into the trash can.

Ye Yuxuan cut the radish, took the lid, and threw it into the pork rib soup. The grunting soup frowned at his brows.

It was impersonal cold.

Qin Qiu immediately understood, and he glanced at Bai Changyan, who knew him as well.

Put another bag of chocolate biscuits back into the trash.

Ye Yuxuan took out the knife and began to cut the meat. The tip of the knife slowly cut through the texture of the beef, with a fierce and terrible momentum.

The two flattened their mouths and reluctantly threw a bag of toffee into the trash.

Dod!

The knife was used, and the beef was chopped in half.

Ye Yuxuan picked up the knife without expression and looked at it.

The two finally threw the whole bag of snacks in the trash.

Then they saw Ye Yuxuan's complexion ease.

Bai Weiwei was washed, wearing home clothes, stepping on cotton slippers, and came to the kitchen door.

A group of people kept her out of the kitchen.

She didn't feel anything, so she stopped at the door.

She put her hands around her chest and the probe came in.

I saw Ye Yuxuan kicked the trash can without expression.

The lid on the trash can is closing.

I don't know how much trash has been thrown, but the lid is half closed, and it can't be closed.

Then she saw the idiots ... no, the loved ones.

Father.

Distant relatives with Ye Yuxuan.

Ye Yuxuan's relatives are also her relatives.

So Bai Weiwei slowly raised her hand, her fingers bent, as a gesture of greeting.

"Hello, come to my house for dinner."

The relatives duo turned back at the same time, their eyes resentful and irritated behind them.

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Just ask, what about this expression.

Then Bai Changyan smiled and walked over immediately, "Wei Wei, wake up, how is your health?"

Qin Qiu also squeezed over immediately, anxious to escape the kitchen immediately.

"Come, I'll check it for you."

Bai Weiwei raised her hand calmly, preventing the two enthusiastic weird guys from approaching.

Feeling bad.

She tiptoeed and glanced at the man who was seriously cooking.

The man who was always indifferent was standing in a pile of pots and pans, wearing a homely apron, and dyeing his beautiful eyelashes with fireworks.

He raised his eyes to meet her peeping eyes.

The man's indifferent eyes were suddenly soft and warm, and he pursed his lips and smiled.

It was just a lip in the corner, a smile that was almost invisible.

But it made Bai Weiwei stay for a while.

Her toe tipped back slowly to the ground, and then she reached out and rubbed her face, trying to keep her face less hot.

This is a foul.

Men without humanity, a little softer humanity.

It really killed her.

(End of this chapter)