"I have a special feeling when I hear your voice

It makes me think about not forgetting you again

There is one person I remember who will remain in my heart forever

Even if I can only think of you like this"

In the video, Yang Yunruo's voice sounded softly, as if he was speaking in his ear, the kind of empty and light in the middle of the night. His fingers gently plucked the strings, like a story, like a memory. In just a few words, it makes people feel which lovely person is haunted by dreams in their hearts. That kind of love is like a silk thread that tightly entangles people.

Mu Leyao listened, and Yang Yunruo's voice kept appearing in her mind, appearing by the window, on the chair, and on the edge of the bed. Yes, isn't it a special feeling for Yang Yunruo's voice, as long as you hear his voice, it is like the whole world has changed from dim to colorful, colorful and dazzling. Isn't it just to let yourself keep thinking about him, keep thinking about him?

"Enemies. Mu Leyao bit her lip, get up early tomorrow morning, make something delicious, steamed buns? Forget it, it has always been like a siu mai with an open mouth, not good-looking. But I really want to remember that Yang Yunruo said that his hometown breakfast is another kind of 'crockpot soup' small pot soup, a crockpot soup, a mixed noodles, is a delicious and nutritious breakfast. There are pork ribs in the refrigerator, soaked monkey mushrooms, and winter melon and radish, which can be used to make a big pot of soup.

"If there really is one day

The ideal of love will come true

I will redouble my efforts to treat you well and never change

No matter how far the road goes

Will definitely make it happen"

Looking at Yang Yunruo, who was indulging in music with her eyes closed, Mu Leyao felt that her eyes were full of little stars of 'Pu Ling Pu Ling'. It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and Yang Yunruo, who was singing at this time, was so handsome in Mu Leyao's eyes. The melancholy temperament, the more you look at the better-looking face, the blurred eyes, Zhang Xi's lips are all so sexy at this moment.

The ideal of love will come true, and their ideal of love has been fulfilled. It is a process from remembering the voice to realizing the ideal, but fortunately, they did not die in the process, and the happiest thing in the world is that the person you love also loves you.

I will redouble my efforts to treat you well and never change.

"Uh-huh" Mu Leyao pursed her lips and buried her head in me, her heart full of sweetness. Finally, the wood was enlightened. For so many days, I have been following, shouting my name behind my ass, how can I coax a girl like this, and which girl will take care of it like this. Now it's very good, I know that confession in the air, sweet words, poetry, and love songs are enough to satisfy the romance in any girl's heart.

"I'll be gentle in your ear

Say to you, say to you

I love you ~ love you ~ It's like a mouse loves rice

No matter how much wind and rain

I'll still be with you

I miss you~miss you~

No matter how bitter it is

As long as it makes you happy

I would love you like this for anything."

I'll say it in your ear...... I love you and love you like a mouse loves rice.

The hot, hot, naked catharsis and confession of the gun is like a monstrous wave that knocks Mu Leyao down.

Although she was with Yang Yunruo, Yang Yunruo didn't often say these three words 'I love you' to her, because he used his actions more to prove that he cared for every bit and took care of everything. I thought that Yang Yunruo should be stupid, because he didn't know how to speak, couldn't say other people's flowers, witty words, and couldn't be a lotus flower, but he didn't expect such a surprise to be waiting for him here.

That confession was like thick chocolate, and it couldn't help but flow into my heart.

"I love you ~ love you

It's like a mouse loves rice

No matter how much wind and rain

I'll still be with you

I miss you~ miss you

No matter how bitter it is

As long as it makes you happy

I would love you like this for anything."

Mu Leyao can't wait to set this song as a single loop, until the earth is desolate. But it's a pity that this is just a not very clear video recorded by Yang Yunruo, and there is no option for group looping.

But that's it, Mu Leyao doesn't know how many times I've heard it.

Talking about the mobile phone house, the head of the bed, Mu Leyao smiled lightly, and laughed into Mengxiang.

When the sky was slightly bright, Mu Leyao got up. Put on an apron, turn on the kitchen light, and then take out the frozen ribs from the kitchen and put them on the thawing board, wash the radish, and take out the lion's mane mushrooms that have been soaked for a few days and wash them.

Mu Leyao is a girl who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers, if it weren't for Yang Yunruo, she would never have been in the kitchen at all. But don't be afraid, everything is afraid of intentions, as long as you are attentive, learning things is always fast, I have never eaten pork and have never seen a pig run? In today's society, even when you go to the toilet, someone has made a live broadcast into a small video, not to mention that it is only about the 5,000-year-old food culture of China, and the video tutorials of all kinds of cooking have been rotten on the street.

Mu Leyao looked at the appearance on the phone, put the ribs into the soup pot to boil, and then used a spoon to remove the foam and add various ingredients.

Liu Tao's sleep is very shallow, and the slightest sound may wake her up, and the kitchen is all ping-pong, so naturally she has not hidden her ears. Looking at the time, it was only four o'clock or five o'clock, and even if it was early in the summer, the outside was still gray, not clean and transparent at all.

"This little girl doesn't sleep. Liu Tao muttered, if you make steamed buns, it's too early, the stuffing and noodles are ready-made, how much time can it take to wrap and steam? Thinking that it might be to get up to drink water or find something, but the sound has been coming intermittently, so that Liu Tao has to get up to see what is going on.

Liu Tao leaned against the door frame and looked at Mu Leyao who was in a hurry with interest. If you want to say that you can make steamed buns as long as you sit down, but the soup has improved a little bit of technical content, at least you have to cut something.

The water in the soup pot was already boiling, gurgling and bubbling, Mu Leyao scooped off a layer of blood foam on it with a soup spoon, waited for a while to make sure that there was no blood foam, and hurriedly cut all the radishes on the cutting board and put them in the soup pot. It's just that the radish was put down, and the soup was also splashed out of the radish, splashing on his snow-white and delicate arm, and he stomped his feet in pain and hurriedly jumped away.

"Yaoyao, are you okay. Seeing this, Liu Tao didn't care about watching the play, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Mu Leyao, don't let her wrestle.

"Ah, Sister Liu, I'm fine, I'm fine. Mu Leyao was a little frightened, I don't know if it was because she was burned or because she suddenly jumped out of a person and was scared.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Mu Leyao waved his hand, and Liu Tao saw that one of Mu Leyao's fingers was wrapped in a thick layer of tissue, and the tissue was printed with a little blood.