Listening to Gong Lingye's words, Song Yiren's tears rolled out again.

Gong Lingye's actions were rude but gently wiped the tears on Song Yiren's face, and pinched her face again: "Good, go wash your face again, I'll cook noodles." ”

Song Yiren nodded, got up and went to wash his face, while Gong Lingye went to the kitchen.

Song Yiren didn't know if he could cook, so after washing his face and wiping skin care products, he hurriedly went to the kitchen quietly.

The kitchen was still in the same mess, and the shovel seemed to have fallen to the floor at the end, so the clean tiles were covered in oil.

Gong Lingye was cleaning up, and in the pot, the eggs seemed to be cooked by oil, but the color on the top side was still very light.

Song Yiren saw that Gong Lingye had cleaned up the ground, and reopened the fire and flipped the eggs.

His movements are not skillful, nor are he rusty, and he seems to be a little better than her.

The eggs were quickly cooked, the water next to him was boiling, and he got down and stir-fried the tomatoes, the soft light falling on the top of his head, and the whole person seemed to be coated with a layer of warm color.

In his previous life, Song Yiren also imagined what the future would look like.

At that time, Chu Mingyao had not yet shown her true face, and she always felt that Chu Mingyao was a gentle big brother.

Therefore, when her parents officiated for them to be engaged, she also thought that in the future, they would get married, cook alone and wash dishes alone......

It's just that every time she thinks about that, she feels so flat that she feels like she is living with her brother, so much so that she feels repulsed when she thinks of holding hands.

But now, seeing Gong Ling cooking in the kitchen at night, Song Yiren suddenly felt that something in his heart had melted, warm and sweet, as if he was looking forward to the future days.

After she saves Ziheng and makes Chu Mingyao pay for her blood debts, she can also learn to cook, and then commute to work with Gong Lingye, go home together to eat what they like to eat, and at night, if he is busy, she will go to his study to read and wait for him......

The more he thought about it, the more Song Yiren forgot what it was, and even the corners of his lips couldn't help but overflow with a shallow smile.

Gong Lingye had just finished the marinade, turned off the fire, and when he turned his head, he saw a corner of fabric by the door.

As if sensing his look, a corner of the fabric disappeared immediately.

The corners of Gong Lingye's mouth twitched, and suddenly, he felt that his Nuan Nuan looked like a shy kitten.

Although she didn't tell him everything about her, it was not easy for her halfway through.

He wasn't going to push her, and he believed that she would tell him all about it someday.

In fact, when she was scared in the kitchen just now, she put all her hopes of survival here with him, isn't it a kind of subconscious absolute trust?

He didn't know why she looked the same as Yu Ruonuan, but she wasn't the original Yu Ruonuan, but he identified her as her, and it didn't matter if anything else.

Gong Lingye took out the boiled noodles, put the marinade, and took out a bottle of hot sauce from the cabinet, and then came out and went to find Song Yiren.

"Nuan Nuan, it's ready to eat. Gong Lingye couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Song Yiren was still pretending to be nested in the sofa and had not moved.

He reached out to pull her, and she pretended to be stupid and blinked, "You really know how to cook noodles?"

Gong Lingye took Song Yiren and brought her to the table, thought about it, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Nuan Nuan, if you are not the original Nuan Nuan, then are you a kitten demon?"

Song Yiren was amused by him: "Why isn't it a fox spirit?"

"If it's a vixen, then don't you think about sleeping with me every day?" Gong Lingye handed the chopsticks to Song Yiren's hand.

Song Yiren suddenly moved.

Gong Lingye smiled: "So, it's not a fox spirit, and it's not a snail girl." The snail girl can cook. Nuan Nuan will only be robots and driverless cars. ”

Song Yiren's eyes widened, he used 'only'?

Did he know that making robots and cars is much harder than cooking?

Song Yiren was complaining, he felt a shadow fall above his head, and in the next second, he felt that a kiss was printed on his side face, and then the man's low magnetic voice sounded in his ears: "A good chef is only 100,000 a month, but a top AI talent, the highest annual salary can reach 10 million." ”

As he spoke, his lips slid past her ears, and his eyes locked on hers: "So I married Nuan Nuan, and I made a lot of money." ”

"When did I say I was going to marry you?" Song Yiren said anxiously.

Gong Ling smiled at night and stared at Song Yiren's cheek: "Nuan Nuan, you are blushing." ”

Song Yiren was angry: "Gong Lingye, where am I blushing?"

"Okay, it's not red, it's wrong. I haven't proposed yet, I'll talk about it later. Gong Lingye scraped the tip of Song Yiren's nose: "Eat noodles first." ”

Song Yiren also felt that he had just reacted a little big, as if he was annoyed and embarrassed by the central matter.

Annoyed, she picked the noodles and tasted them.

Gong Lingye's craftsmanship is quite acceptable, at least the taste is salty and moderate, although it is not very delicious, but it is not unpleasant.

On the other side, the man asked expectantly, "Nuan Nuan, are you okay?"

Song Yiren raised his eyes: "It's okay." ”

"I've never cooked before, so I'll practice later. Gong Lingye said: "Otherwise, I will ask a chef to do it at home in the future." ”

He seemed to be planning his future life with her? Song Yiren tasted it again, and felt that it was better than the first bite just now.

After the two finished eating together, Song Yiren was going to clean up, and Gong Lingye said that her hand was injured and pressed her to the seat.

When he cleaned up, he pulled her to the bedroom: "Nuan Nuan, it's not early, let's sleep." ”

He lay down and encircled her in his arms, there was no light in the night, although Song Yiren was not asleep, he still closed his eyes, so that Gong Lingye could not find out that she was actually pretending to be asleep.

It's just that the sense of smell is surrounded by the familiar reassuring breath of the man, and Song Yiren's whole person gradually relaxed, and the sleepiness invaded, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

Hearing the slow and long breathing of the little woman in her arms, Gong Lingye lowered her head and kissed her heart.

Song Yiren seemed to feel it, and his body unconsciously arched into Gong Lingye's arms, sticking tighter, as if looking for a sense of security.

He suddenly thought of her huge reaction when she was burned in the kitchen, and, with tears in his eyes, grabbed him tightly and said that she was afraid of fire.

His heart suddenly tugged, and there was an astringent pain.

She also said that she had been burned by fire.

Could it be that she was burned by fire in the past, and later went to the hospital for plastic surgery to become Yu Ruonuan's appearance?

Where did the original Yu Ruonuan go? And no matter how similar a person is, it is impossible to even distinguish between his father and the people around him, right?

Gong Lingye really couldn't think of such an unbelievable thing, but what he was sure of was that he liked the person in his arms.

No matter if it's called Yu Ruonuan or a cat, anyway, it's enough for him to like it.