Chapter 217

Every time I eat what he makes, I haven't cooked for him seriously.

When he was in high school, he made ribs for him on a whim. Finally, he was taken away by a wild dog outside and didn't let him eat it.

This time, we must make him a good meal. It can be regarded as a reward. If he finds that he is superior in cooking, he will be very surprised.

Just do it. Ye Jinxin took up his sleeve and began to run to the kitchen.

She knows that cooking is very simple.

At least, it's easy to watch Huo Tingdong cook every time.

It seems that every time he leisurely turns around in the kitchen for an hour or two, he will make a lot of delicious food.

So... I'm sure I can.

After a crackling sound. Ye Jinxin's dishes are out of the pot.

They are fried eggs, fried vegetables, fried potatoes and a millet porridge.

"Cough! My God!" Ye Jinxin waved the thick fog from the kitchen and coughed.

Fortunately, after she opened the window, the thick fog soon dissipated.

But on her little white face, she left several black soot marks.

Ye Jinxin brought his masterpieces to the table with satisfaction.

Scrambled eggs are beautiful, yellow and a little black.

Fried green vegetables look good. There is a little yellow in the green.

Fried potatoes are also placed beautifully. Potato chips about the thickness of your thumb are pasted on the plate.

The better one is millet porridge. It's thick like steamed rice, but it's still very beautiful from a distance. It's white, tender and shiny.

Ye Jinxin was very satisfied.

Making things is the most important thing.

As long as it looks good, it won't taste bad.

She wanted to taste it in advance, but she didn't do much. She was afraid it was too delicious. She couldn't help eating it all, so she didn't eat it. She didn't even lower her head to smell the taste. She covered the dishes with a small plate and ate together when Huo Tingdong came back.

Ye Jinxin washed her hands, took a box of ice cream in the refrigerator, turned on the TV, sat on the sofa and watched the idol drama at 8 o'clock.

She thought Huo Tingdong would come back soon. As a result, she watched two episodes of the TV series. The hour hand pointed to ten o'clock, and she didn't see Huo Tingdong coming back.

Ye Jinxin yawned and thought, it's really unlucky today. It's a pity that he was working overtime. He cooked a good table of dishes. They must be cold.

What she doesn't know is that Huo Tingdong hasn't been out of the company before 12 p.m. since she left.

He worked overtime, relying on the heavy burden of work to anesthetize himself.

Just thinking vaguely, after a while, ye Jinxin's action of putting ice cream in his mouth slowed down, his chin kept stumbling, slowly tilted his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep in the low advertising sound of the TV.

When Huo Tingdong came home, he was drunk and his feet were a little vain.

I didn't want to drink, but a business partner advised him two more words, and he didn't want to go home alone, so he half drank two more cups.

Fortunately, he has a good capacity for drinking. Although he is a little drunk, he is still conscious.

When changing slippers at the porch.

Huo Tingdong habitually lowered his head and glanced at Ye Jinxin's slipper cabinet, but only one glance made his drunkenness retreat seven or eight points.

The slipper with the pink rabbit's ear is missing.

That's Ye Jinxin's.

She likes that pair very much, so he always puts it on the outside for her to take.

But now, it's gone.

Huo Tingdong's eyes shook and constantly warned himself not to expect too much, because it was likely that the cleaning servant picked it up.

The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment. This kind of thing is not once or twice.

However, the desire in his heart still made him stagger into the living room.

When the special smell of paste rushed into his nose, Huo Tingdong's heart was hit hard.

I couldn't believe my eyes moved to the sofa along the neatly placed plates on the table. Ye Jinxin's innocent face appeared in the dim light.

Huo Tingdong severely pinched his thigh. He was very afraid. This was another dream of his own.

But it hurts.

Even if the drunkenness dissipated some pain, it still felt.

It hurts. It's true.

She's back.

Huo Tingdong stared at her with a swaying look. He was stunned for a long time before he walked slowly in front of her, squatted down and looked at her sleeping face.

Finally, he raised his hand, touched her tender cheek and whispered, "why do you want to come back? Why do you give me this hope? Originally... Originally, I was ready to live with those memories."

The first time I held her, kissed her, watched her go to college

Even just one of her smiles is enough to aftertaste for a long time.

So many memories, just pick out one or two, it's enough for him to go on.

He thought his life would go on like this.

But now she appeared again, lying here quietly as if she had never left.

Is God treating him well? Or is God playing with him?

Maybe he noticed someone around him.

Ye Jinxin slowly opened his eyes and saw that it was Huo Tingdong. He straightened up and opened his hand around his neck. He rubbed his neck and vaguely said, "Dad, why are you leaving work so late today? I'm dying of you."

Huo Tingdong's eyes were hot and he gave a careful, um.

He is really afraid. He is afraid that this is a dream. If the action range is too large, the dream will wake up.

"Dad." Ye Jinxin sniffed his neck and asked discontentedly, "did you drink?"

Huotingdong paused and said, "I didn't drink much. I took a few sips of red wine."

Ye Jinxin snorted and got up from his neck. His eyes narrowed slightly and asked, "didn't you drink much?"

"Yes."