Zhou Xiaoyu turned around and circled inadvertently, and inadvertently saw He Xue at the door, she quickly stopped her tiptoes, and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, He Xue was clever and rushed up to help her avoid injury, "Huh...... He Xue, when did you come here?"

"You dance like a fairy. He Xue looked at her like a fairy sister.

"Hehe, I'm sorry to wake up and find out that it wasn't a dream, we can finally be together again as before, so I'm happy...... Only...... I jumped up. Zhou Xiaoyu blushed like a child who had made a mistake, and she stumbled a little when she spoke. I knew she should have locked the door and had fun.

"It's very good-looking, Xiaoyu, do you study music, do you feel very professional?" He Xue looked at her with an obsessive expression, in fact, she was already convinced that she was a die-hard fan of hers. She didn't understand how there could be such a good-looking woman in the world, but she finally understood why Ling Feng cared so much about her appearance, because it was true that her beautiful wife was killed by both men and women, and she was worthy of the best man in the world.

"Well, I graduated from the Alice Conservatory, although this is not my major, but I have learned a little bit through hearing and seeing it all day. ”

“...... Hehe, you are so humble!"

"No, I didn't jump well. By the way, have you eaten?" Zhou Xiaoyu diverted the topic because of embarrassment.

"Huh, are you talking about lunch or dinner?" He Xue asked with a smile.

...... She was talking about breakfast, was it good?

"Don't tease you, hehe, I've eaten, I heard that Ling Feng made love for you, so I just came over to take a look. "You must know that it is rare for President Ling Da, who has a ruined face, to cook in person just to smile for his wife, and to let people outside know that it is estimated that her eyeballs are going to fall to the ground, and she is more gossipy, so she came over.

"Let's eat some together, Ling Feng's cooking skills are okay. Zhou Xiaoyu pulled her up and walked to the small kitchen in the suite.

Looking at the dazzling breakfast inside, she asked in surprise: "Wow! He has done it at home......?"

"Of course, Ling Feng and I live in a small apartment and never invite a chef or nanny, he cooks the food, and the cleaning is done by the two of us. ”

...... This is true love, He Xue thinks.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, it is true, now when she looks at Ling Feng, she immediately feels unbalanced in her heart.

"Why are you still stunned to serve it with me. Zhou Xiaoyu called out to He Xue, who was silent, for help.

"Oh. He Xue helped Xiaoyu bring out the food in the kitchen, and she was a little jealous when she looked at the full table: "Can you finish eating so much?"

"Isn't there still you?"

“...... I can't finish that. ”

"You go and call Wedd. ”

He Xuehuo: "What do you want him to do?" like an uncle, he can't do anything, he can only eat.

"You haven't reconciled yet? We're all fine, what are you making a fuss about? Okay, I'll call you for dinner." Zhou Xiaoyu walked out speechlessly.

In the office, Wei De was knocking melon seeds with Erlang's legs crossed, and when he saw Zhou Xiaoyu coming in, he put down his legs and said: "Woke up?

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded: "I haven't been so relaxed for a long time, don't eat garbage, Ling Feng has made a lot of delicious food, do you want to eat it?"

When Wei De heard this, he immediately became interested, got up and raised his eyebrows and asked, "You want to share it with me?"

"Well, let's go. Zhou Xiaoyu looked at Wei De, who was instantly energetic, and felt funny, for foodies, eating may be their soul.

"Sure enough, it didn't hurt you in vain. Wei De followed behind his apprentice and flattered him.

Zhou Xiaoyu stopped and looked back at him: "It's okay to eat, but do you have to reconcile with He Xue as before?"

"What do you mean? Wede said as he walked.

"Yes, but why is He Xue unhappy today? Zhou Xiaoyu held his footsteps too fast and asked.

"Not happy? No way, right? ”

Zhou Xiaoyu stared at him suspiciously, as if she was distinguishing the truth of his words.

"Really, let's go, I'm going to coax her to do it, right?"

“......”

The two pushed the door in, and sure enough, He Xue glanced at a certain man and ignored him.

Wei De glanced at Zhou Xiaoyu very wrongedly, and then sat next to He Xue and asked cautiously, "Xue'er, I didn't mess with you, did I?"

He Xue didn't look up, but said irritably: "Eat, these are all made by Ling Feng for Xiaoyu, this is true love, look at this big table full of the taste of love." ”

"Forehead ......" is as smart as Weide, and finally understands the crux of the matter. It turned out to be envy, jealousy, and hatred......

"Cher, I'll cook for you from today, okay?" But don't regret it, because he's really not good at cooking.

"Really?" He Xue put down her chopsticks excitedly and looked at him with an expression of love for him.

"Of course. "As long as you can eat.

As a result, tragedy happened, and in the next few days, He Xue saw what it means to be a waste firewood.

Weide happily wore an apron and cooked very carefully in the kitchen, but all the things made were difficult to swallow, in He Xue's words: It is not as delicious as boiled.

And this is addictive, out of control, and He Xue is miserable.

You see, the black noodles are not mushy, but they are poured too raw, like ink, and they are numb to the tongue when you eat them, which is very scary.

He Xue looked at the wasted good ingredients on the table in front of her and felt distressed, and after Wei De finished serving the last dish, she went up to please: "Honey, you have worked hard!"

Wei De kissed her forehead and smiled: "It's not hard, I'm willing to do anything for you." ”

...... But she endured so hard, and if she continued to do it, she would be thin like a lightning bolt.

But she couldn't say that, "Hehe, thank you dear! Actually, I was just tempting you that day, but I didn't expect you to come for real, and I'll cook from tomorrow onwards." She was extremely aggrieved, why is Ling Feng's cooking so delicious, but his cooking skills are so unforgettable?

"How's that going to work? I find out that I seem to be serving your addicted wife, hahaha. Wede grinned.

He Xue's face was white and black for a while, "Mom, don't, I'm a professional, I'll come." He scared her half to death.

"Wife, how can I let you be a weak woman to serve me as a man?

Damn, who's going to save her? she'd rather starve to death than eat the black food he cooked!

Wei De saw her expression like eating flies, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, this is called self-inflicted evil and cannot live!

Since then, Ling Feng has customized a mask for himself, made of silicone, although it is very soft, it is not breathable, and it is not good-looking.

He never takes it off on weekdays, probably for fear of scaring others.

Zhou Xiaoyu repeatedly reached out and wanted to take it off for him, but he refused.

"Husband, you don't need to hide it in front of me, I love you no matter what you become, really!" Zhou Xiaoyu once again lay in his arms and coquettishly, and touched his face with his hand in an attempt to take off the breathless and obstructive mask.

Ling Feng took her restless hand, his eyes dimmed a little, "Good, don't make trouble!" The thought that this cold mask would accompany him through the rest of his life made his heart bleed.

"Ling Feng, aren't you uncomfortable to carry it all day long? I said I don't care about this, why are you still torturing yourself so much?" Zhou Xiaoyu really didn't want him to carry this breathable thing all day long. I remember that one night she woke up to go to the toilet and saw the face that had taken off the mask, and the face was covered with a lot of pimples, and she felt sorry for him.

"What if I don't want to see that face myself?" wife, I have nothing now, can't you consider remarrying?"

...... Again! Is there any end to it?

"Ling Feng, it's just disfigured, it's so important in your opinion?" Zhou Xiaoyu was very puzzled.

Of course, because he and his wife are different from each other, they can't be harmonious anymore.

Afraid that she would be angry, Ling Feng didn't say anything, but the pain in his eyes was exposed, and Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't wait to beat him to relieve his hatred.

It's not okay to always live with a mask like this, the key will affect your health, but Zhou Xiaoyu still hasn't come up with any feasible way after thinking about it.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Xiaoyu came to the research institute to visit Ling Feng after work.

It was more than ten degrees below zero outside, and more than twenty degrees inside the house, and she sighed while undressing: "Ling Feng, it is the feeling of ice and fire." "Really!

Ling Feng looked up at her, put down the documents in his hand, walked over and took her scarf, hat and down jacket and hung them up for her, "Didn't you tell you that you don't have to run to the hospital every day?

"It's not in the way, I'm not a treasure. Zhou Xiaoyu pulled out her hand and looked at him and smiled, but she suddenly froze in the face of this stiff mask, she really wanted to tear off this pseudo-li, she looked very uncomfortable, so she took advantage of Ling Feng's inattention to tear him off his chin a little hard.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then angrily took it back and put it on his face, and then jumped up: "Zhou-Xiao-Yu, I don't want to see you again, get out!" At this moment, he felt that his wife was not tearing off a fake face but his cheek, this was no longer as simple as a mask problem, and the problem of self-esteem seemed to be involved, so he was annoyed and angry.