"But I learned it in the microwave when I was working in a porridge shop. ”

Eori, who doesn't know how to use a microwave: "......"

"I can teach you. Zhou Xufang had an extremely serious expression on his face.

“……”

Eori had no interest in learning how to use a microwave.

He lazily said: "Well, let's teach"

Then, Zhou Xufang explained the key steps of the microwave oven and various commonly used heating times to Jiang Zhi in detail, and at the end, he turned his head to look at him: "Have you learned?"

Her eyelashes were very curled, and when the light came down from above, a shadow would fall, and when she blinked, the shadow would fan, and Jiang Wei suddenly felt an urge to reach out and touch it.

"Learned?" she patiently asked again.

What to learn?

Patronizing to see her go, the ghost knows what she said, Jiang Zhi looked away: "It's going to be." ”

Just right, the milk is hot.

Zhou Xufang washed two cups and poured out the hot milk, one cup for her and one cup for Jiang weaving.

"It's hot, I'll bring it to you. ”

Then, wrapping her hands around the sleeves of her sweatshirt and holding two glasses of milk, she went to the living room with her hands in her hands.

Eori walked after her, her wearing his sweatshirt, the same style as his own.

It's really pleasing to the eye.

Zhou Xufang turned his head and saw the shallow upward arc of the corners of his mouth.

He doesn't like to laugh much, he usually doesn't wake up, he is lazy and lazy, he is so noble that he is not close to people, and he always has a little less fireworks in the world.

It's better to laugh.

Zhou Xufang thought of a sentence that was not very appropriate, she was dying, and she thought that if Jiang Zhi was born in the old days, he must have entered the palace to serve.

The corners of Jiang Zhi's mouth twitched, and there was no smile in his eyes, and he still looked like a handsome and unruly look.

Zhou Xufang picked the most edge of the sofa and sat down, taking a sip of milk, Jiang Zhi sat opposite, and did not speak, she did not blatantly appreciate his rare good skin, so she turned her eyes and attention elsewhere, and then she was surprised to find one thing:

"You have marshmallows at home, huh?"

On the wall cabinet embedded opposite, in the middle of the third floor, a boxy glass box containing colorful marshmallows is placed.

It's rare for her to have such a big mood swing, and Jiang Zhi looked at her eyebrows and let out a 'hmm' sound.

"I also like to eat marshmallows. ”

She wrote all the joy on her face, and her eyes became desolate and lonely.

How much does she like the marshmallows in that box?

Jiang Zhi walked to the wooden cabinet, took down the box of marshmallows, and put it on the coffee table: "Eat." ”

"Thank you. ”

The corners of her eyes curved into the shape of a round and a half moon, picked up the box, held it in her hand, and touched the broken diamonds on it: "Your marshmallow box is better than mine." ”

She also wanted to buy one, but Jiang Ori's one was too delicate and should be custom-made.

Forget it, she had already taken his chandelier, and she could no longer covet his marshmallow box, so she didn't ask him where he ordered it, and sat quietly on the sofa and ate candy.

Eori stared at her without saying a word.

That year at Locke's house, the yellow-faced and thin-skinned boy was the same, sitting on the edge of the small pool, shaking his feet, and smiling and stuffing marshmallows into his mouth one by one.

Like her, she also picks the pink one and eats it first.

"Haven't you eaten it?" Jiang Ori was at the age of frivolity.

The young man nodded, he was so thin that he was out of shape, his face was dirty, he was chewing candy with his cheeks, and there was a very fat orange cat lying at his feet, stretching his waist and rubbing the young man's dark hands.

"Then you wait for me here tomorrow, and I'll bring you marshmallows. ”

The boy smiled at him, and the cat barked twice.

It's just that the next day, he didn't see the boy, and a fire burned the Locke family's flower shed to ashes, and others told him that the ashes of the Locke family's adopted son were in that pile of ashes.

"Eori. ”

Zhou Xufang screamed, raised his head, stuffed three pieces of candy in his mouth, and his cheeks bulged slightly: "This candy seems to have been discontinued, where did you buy it?"

It's her favorite brand, and she hasn't eaten it in a long time.

Jiang Ori's thoughts were pulled back by her joyful voice: "I bought their factory. ”

Zhou Xufang hesitated for a long time and asked him, "Then can you give me a little?" she sincerely begged, "I can pay." ”

It can be seen that she really likes this candy, after all, she is just a young girl, and she likes sweet and beautiful things.

"You can come to me and buy it later. Jiang Zhi doesn't think he likes to share, in his cognition, what he likes has to be occupied by one person, and no one is allowed to think about it.

She was different, making him an exception one at a time.

She was obviously very happy, with sugar in her mouth and sweet eyes, and praised him sincerely: "You are such a good person." ”

Eori: "......"

Good?

In order to buy the marshmallow factory, he bankrupted the factory.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Eori got up to open the door.

Xue Baoyi stood at the door wearing a sassy red coat, smiling gracefully, and the tone was nine bends and eighteen bends: "Brother Weaving~"