Mother Kang felt humiliated when she heard this, "Do you look down on our Kang family, or do we have something wrong with you?" she smiled instead, "It's okay, the small boat of the Kang family can't carry your big fish, just go back to your Xiang family." ”

The words of the dispute burst on the tip of his tongue, and before he could blurt out, tears poured out.

"I've had enough!" Xiang Yirou shouted in her heart, but she couldn't speak, she just cried, her shoulders shrugged, and the magma was eager to break through the scene before the volcano.

"What's wrong?" she asked angrily when she heard Cannes hear the urn behind her.

Kang Mu glanced at Kang Cheng sharply, did not speak, and turned to the kitchen to serve soup.

"Your mother asked me to go back to Xiang's house, saying that I caused you to do this. Tears fell, the tone of accusation.

Cannes sighed deeply, he was indeed tired. It took a pumping of the lungs for him to realize that the depression was real.

"How can it be your fault?" Kang Cheng hugged Xiang Yirou: "My mother is old after all, you can understand her, so you should do me a favor, okay?"

Subconsciously, she is still too troubled. Xiang Yirou suddenly felt that tears were meaningless. She suddenly regretted it, and she didn't know where to start. Maybe she's tired herself.

Letting go of her hand, she regained her composure and sat down silently drinking chicken soup.

"Well, it's good to wait for this time. ”

Kangcheng gently tied her hand, and there was bloodshot in his eyes, "I'm too busy this time. Otherwise, you go home first, and you will be difficult to be a man when my dad comes back. ”

He felt that they had been together for a long time, and there was no need to play official. But she felt hurt when she heard it. Women always misinterpret men's language at inappropriate times.

"Will you come back?" asked Xiang Yirou.

"Yes, it would. He replied out of reach. What are you going to do when you go back? She doesn't know how to do housework, she doesn't know how to cook. Just thinking about it makes me feel tired.

She smiled wryly, "It's really boring. One sentence also broke his disguise.

But Cannes is good that it doesn't covet the freshness of feelings. Who can guarantee that feelings will not be separated? That's just an illusion. He said to himself that there were still feelings. He didn't want to be a man with nothing, that would be too much of a failure.

Xiang Yisoft drank the soup silently. Tears were knocked into the bowl one by one, and it tasted extremely salty.

She picked up her bag and left. It's okay, she also needs someone to think about it.

Along the way, she suddenly remembered her last breakup with Cannes.

The last time we broke up, it was part of the relationship. She mourned all the way, and it was tragic at the time. But now she had a hunch. When a relationship really ends, it's a pale sigh and nothing. The two of them indifferently went their separate ways, and they would not turn back three times in the next step of the sunset.

The last breakup, she had a premonition in her heart, she could redeem it, and she could withstand the toss. Now she wasn't sure. Thinking about it like this, how unwilling. So Xiang Yirou didn't plan to break up. She hated Kangcheng's parents and the Xiang family, and she longed for them to die.

Cannes is still here. Xiang Yirou was a little blank.

"Are you used to living?" Kangcheng brought her dinner, "I'm always worried that you won't be able to take care of yourself alone." ”

"How come?" Xiang Yirou pointed to the room and whispered, "I cleaned it up." The voice was a little deep.

"I'm sorry I wronged you. Kangcheng reached out and hugged her: "I'm at a loss. ”

"Cannes. Xiang Yirou raised her face to look at him: "Do you still love me?"

"I think I still love you. Kangcheng didn't want to perfunctory her: "I don't want to be separated from you." ”

Subconsciously, separation has been conceived. It's not that I haven't thought about breaking up.

"Then I think I love you too. Xiang Yirou muttered: "Kangcheng, we must get through." I don't want to lose. ”

Kangcheng's eyes lit up slightly, and he was suddenly awakened. He stared at her for a long time, and said categorically: "I will let you win." ”

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In the two days of the race, Yizhen ran before and after running with the night embers, and he was tired of becoming a dog.

"Anyway, you're also a president, how can you act like an agent?" Yizhen carried a nutritious meal, and walked more and more slowly.

"There are no agents now. I'm a multi-tasker. Ember stopped and waited for her: "Okay, no, give it to me, don't be tired." ”

Yizhen nodded, bearing the humiliation: "I can still hold on for a while." ”

The corners of Nightash's mouth twitched slightly, and she took the lunch box in her hand. "What are you pretending to be strong? ”

Also accompanied this time were Kong Qingming and his wife Su Wen. Kong Qingming and the night embers are outside the Lord, and they are also true and ask the Lord.

Sometimes the two of them have to boil a big pot of porridge at night. After reaching the finals, the training intensified, and the nutrition had to keep up. It's really a little unbearable, but fortunately, Su asked for help.

"I'll do it anyway. Su Wen took the spoon from Yizhen's hand, after all, people run restaurants.

I really can't stir this big pot of rice, either too much oil or too little salt. Occasionally, a foreign appearance will be made, and a large pot of rice will be steamed into a pot. Boil a pot of porridge into dry rice.

The feedback from the students below, please really don't do dark food anymore. At the moment of the competition, everyone's stomach really can't stand the toss.

"What a fool. Why did I just get you here? ”

Night Ember stood next to Yizhen with his arms crossed, saw her smirk, and slapped her on the head: "Still laughing, take a good look at what Ren Suwen did." If you can't do anything, you'll learn to giggle. ”

"I haven't opened a restaurant again. Yizhen's face was deflated, like a negative persimmon: "I work very hard every day." ”

"You might as well not work hard all day long. "Ember of Night is ruthless in its destruction.

"Shouldn't I lose face?"

"Who is used to your little temper?" Night Ember grimaced, took her hand and looked at it: "Are your hands cocooned?"

"I'm used to it. Yizhen pulled his hand out and slammed his head.

"What's the matter?" Kong Qingming walked up with a smile, "Is my daughter-in-law unhappy?"

"It's not, it's very small-tempered. Ember smiled and hooked Yizhen's shoulder: "You said her, she's not happy." ”

"I'm not happy. Yizhen muttered: "Why don't you hurry up and change your clothes?" I smell of sweat, I'll wash it for you." ”

Kong Qingming laughed: "Look, there is no daughter-in-law who can hurt people." Be content, you. Saying that, I went to help Wu Su cook.

"I've got the bath water for you. Yizhen glanced at him: "I'm almost a snail girl, and you still criticize me." ”

"Don't criticize, don't criticize, my little daughter-in-law is fine. He smiled and hugged her waist: "Let's go, wash it together." ”

Yizhen smiled: "It's not serious, I still have to cut vegetables." you. "Push this young master out a few steps.

Ember of the Night smiled: "Then I'll come to you when I wash the incense." "I can't help but laugh when I hear it, you should be your own Tang monk.

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