"Maybe!"

After saying this, the atmosphere became quiet again. Murong Xue looked at Yang Yichen and mustered up the courage to ask, "What do you think of me!"

"What?"

Yang Yichen didn't react, and then held his chin and made a thinking look, Murong Xue saw that he didn't speak, his heart was nervous, this guy wouldn't hate himself, right! Murong Xue had always been confident in himself, but now when he saw Yang Yichen's appearance, he was a little suspicious of himself.

"You!"

"Yes!," Murong Xue asked.

"You!"

"Tell me quickly! ”

Yang Yichen looked at her anxious look, and then said: "You, you are very good-looking, you are also kind, and you have the potential to be a good wife and mother, anyway, you are not like a human!"

Originally, Murong Xue was still beautiful in her heart when she heard it, but when she suddenly heard that she didn't look like a human, her face changed, and she said angrily: "You don't look like a human." ”

"I'm not done yet, what are you anxious about, I mean you don't look like a human, like a fairy. ”

Murong Xue didn't expect him to say this, she was very surprised, so she shyly clenched her little fist and hammered it coquettishly, where Murong Xue was hammering him, it was more like helping him itch.

Yang Yichen grabbed her hand, Murong Xue's face turned even redder, that delicate look, Yang Yichen was stunned, it was so beautiful. Yang Yichen stared at Murong Xue's face, and Murong Xue lowered her head in shame.

After a while, Murong Xue said softly, "Can you let go of my hand?"

Yang Yichen hurriedly let go, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to." ”

"It's okay!"

The two stopped talking.

After watching TV for a while, Yang Yichen went to pour a glass of water for Murong Xue, and then there was nothing to do, so he boxed in the room.

Murong Xue watched Yang Yichen boxing not far away, although the fat body was very funny when he punched, but Murong Xue did feel the temperament emanating from Yang Yichen's body, this temperament was indescribable, it was very mysterious, this was the natural aura emanating from the Dao on his body after reaching the grandmaster.

The boxing method is natural and mellow, not limited to one move and one style, boxing as you like, punching and sending freely, with thunder-like momentum, and also the silent restraint of spring rain.

Murong Xue was stunned, he was as charming as cooking when he boxed, of course, this charm was given by the system, not Yang Yichen's original attributes.

Half an hour later, Yang Yichen stopped his fists and sweated profusely, but his whole body was comfortable, and his qi and blood were smooth.

"What kind of punch are you fighting!

"Luohan Fist!"

"Luohan Boxing? That's the mastery of Shaolin Temple! You can too!"

"Learned a little!"

Yang Yichen didn't want to explain too much about his boxing.

Yang Yichen sweated, went to the bathroom and wiped his body casually, and then it was almost noon, and he started to make lunch.

The dish to be made at noon is called 'Pulling the Yam'.

Xue Baochen, a scholar of Xuantong Hanlin in the Qing Dynasty, mentioned in his book "Vegetarian Theory" that "pulling silk yam" said: peel the skin, cut the knife piece, burn it with oil, add the water rock sugar to the pot, that is, there is a filament. But if you fry it with sugar, there is no silk. The people of Beijing are happy to do it. "Drawing silk yam" is a traditional famous dish in Beijing, not to mention it has a history of more than 100 years. Now the silk yam is added with a little osmanthus marinade, sprinkled with some cooked white sesame seeds. When eating, you have to take it hot, and pull a piece of yam to pull it out, and how far can the sugar shreds be pulled. Be sure to dip it in a bowl of cold boiled water before entering it to avoid burning your mouth.

The focus of "pulling silk yam" is not the yam, but boiling the syrup, so the time spent on boiling the syrup in this dish is the most.

Every time she cooks, Murong Xue is looking forward to it, every time Yang Yichen cooks a different dish, and it is quite visually enjoyable.

Drawing skills are important. The fire is small, either it can't pull out the silk or the sugar is sandy; The fire is big, the paste is paste, and it becomes sugar-colored, and it can't be pulled.

This dish is sweet on the outside and smooth on the inside, and it is rich in nutrients.

When Yang Yichen finished the dish, the golden-like shredded yam was really beautiful, and he was very appetizing at first glance.

This dish was only made specifically for Murong Xue, and he was negligent before, which made Murong Xue slip, so he wanted to express his apologies.

This dish can be used as a sweet or appetizer, and when this 'silk yam' was brought to Murong Xue, Yang Yichen said sincerely:

"This dish is specially made for you, it has the effect of strengthening muscles and spleen, but I am not good, mopping the floor without staring, causing you to slip and twist your legs. ”

Yang Yichen's affectionate and sincere eyes moved Murong to tears.

"Yichen!"

Murong Xue shouted in a low voice with emotion, Murong Xue was really moved at this time, although this guy usually behaves plainly, but now he cares so much about himself, not only massaging himself, but also cooking a dish for himself, if Yang Yichen said to her now: "Honey, be my girlfriend!"

Murong Xue definitely said without hesitation: "YES!I DO!"

Yang Yichen handed over the chopsticks, Murong Xue took the chopsticks, and then picked up a piece of yam, it was really delicious! Murong Xue closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

"Thank you, Yichen! I'm really happy today. ”

Yang Yichen didn't understand a little, today you twisted your foot and were still happy, usually you eat my food, and I don't see you say happy, is it because my cooking skills have been sublimated again.

Yang Yichen stopped watching Murong Xue eat, and returned to the kitchen to start cooking other dishes.

After eating all the plates of 'Silk Yams' Murong Xue, and then she was still unsatisfied, Yang Yichen carried her to the dining table, and the two of them finished their lunch quietly.

After eating, Yang Yichen washed the dishes, then came to the sofa, picked up Murong Xue's feet and looked at them, the feet were no longer swollen, it was estimated that there was no big deal, Murong Xue's face was red, and Yang Yichen touched her feet again.

Women are most sensitive in two places, one is the ears and the other is the feet.

So handsome guys, when you want to chase girls in the future, you must have language skills and say more love words, of course, the best love words are the kind of routine love words. To give you an example, the author also bothered for your group of single dogs, but your recommendation votes are reluctant to give the author at all.

A girl is quietly playing with her mobile phone, you go over and say, "Does your wife want to eat?" The beauty must be angry when you call her wife, and then you follow the routine, what I am talking about is whether you eat wife cakes or not. The beauty must be embarrassed, and then it will be interesting to you, and you can move on.

If you have nothing to do, watch 'Douyin', don't have nothing to do, play with the five girls!

Straight to the point.

Yang Yichen saw that Murong Xue was fine, so he said to her: "You try to stand up now and land on the ground with your feet, but don't exert yourself all at once, use it slowly." ”

Murong Xue was still a little scared, but when she saw Yang Yichen's encouraging eyes, she suddenly became brave in her heart, stood up, landed on her feet, tried it with a little force, and sure enough, she didn't feel any pain, and then walked back and forth a few times, and then relieved her heart when she was sure that there was no problem.

"Your feet are just right, not suitable for walking for a long time, you rest first, I'll get some hot water to soak your feet, so that the blood will be more active." ”

When Yang Yichen brought the hot water, then put her feet in the basin. Murong Xue's tears flickered, looking at Yang Yichen full of tenderness.

"Why is it so good to me?"

"What?" Yang Yichen didn't react, looked at Murong Xue's touched appearance and said, "Because I like you!"

Murong Xue's heart suddenly beat violently.

"Really?"

"Boiled!" After speaking, Yang Yichen lifted the water and poured it out! Murong Xue was in a good mood, looking at Yang Yichen's figure and smiling.