"Ah, yes." Ning Xia turned around, her arms on the sofa, trying to remind him that she had brought a cake. However, when he saw that the cake box on the table had been opened by him, he was about to blurt out the words and automatically switched, "I don't think it's a bit unreasonable to never even make a cake for you all along." ”

Ye Zhaojue seemed to agree, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Indeed." ”

Ningxia: "......"

Originally, she was a little sorry in her heart, but after hearing his answer, the little debt ran away half in an instant.

She suddenly thought of a question, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "Do you usually like to eat cakes?" ”

Well, I don't like it, if I like sweets, with his character, it's impossible for her to forget to do it, and he forgot to mention it.

Ye Zhaojue put down the water cup, picked up the cake box and sat beside her, "To be honest, I rarely eat this." ”

The fruitcake in the box is only one pound, and the portion is not much, so it is only suitable for two or three people to eat together. Ningxia originally planned to make two cupcakes, simply presenting him with the most earthy taste of dessert. But when she was stirring the eggs, she changed her mind, and she couldn't say any reason, but she suddenly wanted to put a lot of seasonal fruits in it.

It was to be expected that he didn't like it, and Ningxia even thought that maybe "very little" meant almost nothing — he hardly ate cake.

A faint loss is inevitable, but fortunately, she quickly adjusted her feelings. It's better to dislike than to hate, and liking can be cultivated after all.

"Why don't you ...... it now?"

Ningxia stopped talking, because she saw that Ye Zhaojue was already cutting the cake.

His posture with the knife was very good, and the suit outside was also taken off, wearing only a white shirt, the cuffs were slightly up, and the movement of the knife at a uniform speed was smooth and meticulous.

It is really rare to see him wear white, the most common seems to be blue, dark blue and dark blue, like the turbulent sky in an oil painting, the brushstrokes are dazzling, and there is a mysterious profundity of his own.

Ningxia's whole mind was tightly grasped by him, and the TV program full of laughter and laughter had long been left behind.

She couldn't help but ask, "Do you know that your dressing style is very bright?" No, it can't be described as bright......" She held her cheeks, poked her cheek with her index finger, chuckled lowly in thought, bit her lip, and a word overflowed from between her lips, "Sao Bao." ”

The hand that cut the cake paused, and Ye Zhaojue's eyes turned over.

Ningxia's laughter stopped suddenly, stunned, she pointed to a man on the TV, "This person is so sassy." ”

She is really good at pretending to be garlic, and every time she is duplicitous, a cunning light will be refracted in her smart eyes. Ye Zhaojue's eyes flowed, because he was always tickled by this hidden streamer, so he couldn't help but poke her.

The hand gripping the handle tightened, and he suppressed the urge to ignite again, tugging at the corners of his lips, and continued to cut the cake with his head down.

Ningxia glanced at him secretly, breathed a sigh of relief and quietly watched from the sidelines.

He took out one of the cakes, looked at the cake for a while, Ningxia frowned, and had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Doesn't he like fruit either?

She wanted to say, "If you don't like it, don't force it", but her mouth opened again and again, and all failed.

The cake has three layers of fruit hidden inside. Ye Zhaojue cut off a piece and put it in his mouth, his jaw bit slightly, and his slow appearance seemed to be savoring.

Ningxia had never felt so nervous, she held her breath and wanted to ask, "Is it delicious?", but the same words came to her mouth again and again and swallowed back down her throat.

"When are you going to see me?" He grabbed her and peeked at her without saying hello.

No, why did he say hello, he didn't need to say hello at all......

Ningxia was defeated by his own mental weakness.

"You haven't answered the question I asked you." Ghostly, she shifted the conversation to the question she had just evaded, "Do you like the color blue?" Or it's not just blue, you just don't like dark colors. ”

"It's okay, I'm not very particular about what to wear."

That's not high...... In her mind, he is a natural men's clothing rack, comparable to the top male models.

She pondered a little, she can dress fashionably and noble if she doesn't have high requirements, to explain from another angle, her innate temperament and aesthetics have created a solid foundation, the requirements are not high, but the high vision in her bones has already been formed, and it will only continue to rise with experience, and it will never be lost.

Ningxia sighed silently, can this be summarized as talented?

She was immersed in her thoughts and did not make a sound, her appearance was a little low, and she was a little emotional, Ye Zhaojue looked at her quietly for a while, the sweetness of the cake in her mouth was not gone, especially the taste of several soft fruits, the juice was abundant, and with fresh jam, it added a bit of freshness and sweetness to the thick milk flavor.

How many years have you not seriously tasted fruit? After a long bite, the juice overflowed the tongue, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

It's been a long time.

"You only notice the bright blue, don't you realize that it's actually a cool color?" He put down his plate and sat back beside Ningxia.

The sofa next to it recessed, and Ningxia was called back to his senses.

Cool ......

She looked at him with a blank expression.

"My mother was most fond of the color blue, and she thought it was inclusive and modest, and it could keep her inner world calm and sane."

The way he spoke couldn't have been more natural, and even his tone didn't fluctuate, as if it was really just a sparse and ordinary small talk.

But after Ningxia was stunned for a moment, he really felt that the indoor atmosphere was a little unusual.

Ye Xiaofan once talked about the eldest aunt who she couldn't even remember her appearance, accompanied her husband to start from scratch, and was said to have outstanding intelligence and temperament, and was the brainchild behind the two brothers of the Ye family. This "supposedly" is naturally said by her parents, and its credibility is 200 percent.

Ye Xiaofan also sighed for this, the aunt who was occasionally mentioned by her parents in the early years, but now she is almost buried in the depths of the years, unfortunately died of breast cancer.

After battling terminal cancer for a year and five months, she was emaciated as a dying monkey as she lay dying. So a person with a plan and an idea, at the last moment of life is also calm and calm, even the terminally ill pale face can not hide her heart that sees through the world, she does not ask for anything, the only regret is that her husband is busy with work, and her teenage son cannot leave his mother who takes care of him wholeheartedly.

The remarriage was proposed by herself, she believed in her husband Ye Xudong's vision, as long as Ye Xudong was willing to continue the string, the woman he fancied would never be bad, no matter how good she looked or her character, she would be impeccable, and she would treat her son as her own.

This is an extremely confident woman.

Ye Xiaofan asked her father in surprise: "Does the eldest aunt have confidence in her own judgment, or in the uncle's judgment?" ”

Second Uncle Ye looked at her and sold Guanzi: "You are still young and don't understand the affairs between husband and wife." ”

At that time, Ye Xiaofan cut off with disdain, but later when she got older, after breaking up with someone peacefully, she finally understood that in the accumulation of getting along, the sense of security that a man can bring is the source and guarantee of confidence in the future. Her husband is her right shoulder, and her knowledge of the right shoulder has long been ingrained, and she knows better than anyone how strong it is.

"No wonder it's rare to see your feelings fluctuate." Ningxia said softly.

Ye Zhaojue turned his eyes and asked with his eyes: What?

Ningxia shook his head and smiled: "Actually, it's okay for people to go crazy once in a while." Some things are not good for holding back for a long time, so it's better to vent them. ”

"You and I are a high-ranking monk, can you enter the meditation?" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his voice was gentle and gentle, as if there was magic to hook Ningxia's already unstable heartstrings, "Don't expect me to suppress my feelings and suffocate myself." ”，

I don't think I understand......

Ningxia's brain was empty, and he seriously pondered the last sentence, feeling something strange.

As soon as she grabbed the faintly exposed woolen head, she was kissed on the side of her face, and then, a slender arm appeared around her waist, and she was easily scooped into Ye Zhaojue's arms without warning.

No, there were signs, but she was unresponsive.

Ningxia raised his hand and pushed his chest, his eyes glaring: "You don't play language games with me, I admit that I don't have as many artistic bacteria as you." ”

The elegant and handsome face was close to Chi Qi, he kissed the corner of her mouth, and whispered, as if coaxing: "Then give you a chance to apprentice?" ”

Ningxia's eyes rolled: "If it's free, I can consider it." ”

"Of course." He kissed her again.

It was too close for Ningxia to see his expression clearly, and even the only eye he could see was gently closed.

"Then Master, can we start the class right now?" Ningxia hooked his neck, ducked his head back, and asked with a smile.

"Yes. But ......"

"But what?" Ningxia is alert.

Ye Zhaojue was amused in his heart, he didn't know what he could guess in the little head in front of him, he kept a serious tone and slowly spoke: "You are free to me, I am paid to you." ”

Ningxia sluggish.

The bridge of his nose was scraped by him, "Didn't you let me start the class, this is the first lesson I taught you." ”

Oh, so that's the content of the lesson......

Somehow, Ningxia breathed a sigh of relief and felt a faint sense of loss at the same time.

He is compensated for her, and for what?

Well, in fact, she was quite looking forward to it.

Just as he was thinking wildly, his lips suddenly softened, and his warm lips fell again.

Ningxia kept leaning back, the back of her neck had begun to stiffen, she was startled, her eyes widened, but what greeted her was a pair of gentle and smiling eyes. If the eyes are also warm, then he must have a pair of natural greenhouses, or two Oriental Hawaiian islands. It is comfortable and pleasant, and it does not feel cold even in early winter.

"Why kiss me again!" Her eyes puffed out, and she disguised her shyness with anger.

"Didn't you say that you would be paid?" He was calm, "I mean what I say." ”

“…… Feed! ”

"Teach your second lesson."

"......" is indeed a linguistic artist!

He was satisfied that he could eat a small piece of cake cut Ningxia, she has not been able to ask "is the cake delicious", may subconsciously think that making cake for him is difficult for a strong man, and his answer "okay" or "very good" may not be sincere.

Before going home, Ningxia helped seal and refrigerate the rest of the cake, she wanted to say "why don't I take it back", but it was not good to open it like this, he didn't like to throw it away by himself, or give it to others, he was so smart, dealing with such a small thing would not leave a trace for her to find.

She thought that some things would be better to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and they would not be embarrassed by each other.

***

The next day I went to work, wearing plastic gloves at night with a countertop brush and scouring pads into Xu Zhengze's workshop to clean, but he hadn't left yet.

Because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder, every item on the shelf does not need to be arranged neatly by Ningxia's hands, and Ningxia's job is only to deal with the aftermath and make his exclusive work area as clean and tidy.

However, it had been a long time since he had made his own desserts, and these days, the workbench and floor were only a layer of invisible fine dust, making the daily cleaning task much easier.

He sat motionless at his desk, his silent gaze wandering around as she walked back and forth, Ningxia endured the strangeness in his heart, and just wanted to pack up as much as possible and get out of here.

When he came back with a mop bucket and dragged it to the floor under his feet, he looked down at the mop in her hand, but his legs did not move.

Ningxia: ", please let me go." ”

He turned out to be very talkative, got up and left his seat, and stood aside.

Originally, when she was sitting, Ningxia already felt pressured, and as soon as her tall body stood up, especially her eyes were still looking at her indifferently and solemnly, Ningxia only felt that the pores all over her body were uncontrollably tightened.

She simply stopped doing things, leaned on the mop rod in her hand, and got straight to the point: "Has anyone ever told you that in fact, when you don't speak, it's more terrifying than usual?" ”

Xu Zhengze raised the corners of his eyebrows, and finally opened his lips: "Yes, but you never seem to be afraid of me." ”

"I'm afraid, I'm especially afraid that you will invite me to drink chicken soup." Ningxia looked at the seat on the side, "You don't sit?" Then I'll sit down. ”

As she spoke, she sat comfortably in the upholstered chair, folding her hands behind her back and beating her sore back.

Xu Zhengze looked at her, "Don't pretend?" ”

"Well, tired." Ningxia moved his neck, slightly closed his eyes and moved his upper and lower muscles, "Let me ask you something, you keep saying that if you eat too much, you will be killed, what do you mean?" ”

Xu Zhengze didn't answer, his eyes narrowed, as if he was judging something on her face. After a while, I saw that Ningxia really didn't understand the meaning. "Saying you're a pig lifts you up." mocked thickly, "Lu Xiao asked you to come to the cake room as an eyeliner, it's not ordinary stupid." ”

"I agree with the second sentence." Ningxia nodded, "However, if you mean to echo the previous sentence, I think you are more stupid than her." ”

Lu Xiao's stupidity only lies in the fact that she didn't take their relationship seriously, and all the hotel employees who knew her before didn't know that she had a great friendship with Vice President Lu, even if she guessed with her toes, she could see that she was Vice President Lu. It can be said that her so-called eyeliner has been in the clear from beginning to end, and it is not threatening to the general manager party at all.

Sometimes Ningxia can't help but feel sympathy, how isolated and helpless is Lu Xiao to find her unscrupulously? In fact, their relationship has not been much better.

Xu Zhengze was very disdainful of her statement: "A raccoon dog." ”

His sneering expression was very interesting, not the corners of his mouth slightly upturned as usual, but a slight puff of his cheeks, and then a snort came out of his nose. Maybe because the angle of the mouth rises too little to lead to this result, how long has a person not really smiled before even the mouth is willing to stiffen?

Ningxia shook her head, many things were not something she could understand.

She stood up, picked up the mop beside her, and continued to work hard. After mopping the corner under the table, move to the area where he is standing, "Let it go." ”

Xu Zhengze moved, he was a head taller than Ningxia, and his gaze was condescending: "You know too much, sooner or later one day you will become a victim of Lu Xiao." ”

Ningxia was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, he was explaining that "if you eat too much, you will be killed".

She raised her head and straightened up: "First, even I don't know what I know, you say I know too much, I think you think you think too much." Second, I will not become a victim of anyone, Lu Xiao is Lu Xiao, I am me, I have no interest relationship with her, with you, and Wan Sinian. ”

There is no wind in the room, but you can clearly feel the surge of airflow.

Ningxia continued to mop the floor, Xu Zhengze was silent for a moment, and when she was about to go out after finishing a busy day, he called her: "There is a word for you." ”

Ningxia paused and turned his head to look at him.

The look on his face was still unwarm: "Stupid people think they are smart, and smart people know that they are stupid." ”

"......" Shakespeare's famous quote was used by him to warn himself, and Ningxia couldn't cry or laugh. But then again, he shouldn't have seen her at the blind date...... Right?

***

Although some things can be thought through in private, it seems that he is decent, and he will not care about things the size of sesame mung beans, but when he really encounters it, it is a different mood.

After two days, sitting at the dining table with Jiang Yiran for breakfast in the morning, he suddenly asked, "Did you throw the cake in the trash can outside?" ”

He looked casual, unintentionally remembered. However, Ningxia was disturbed by his unintentional words, which disturbed the originally peaceful heart lake.

With a hint of luck, she looked at him: "What cake?" ”

Jiang Yiran glanced at her, only as if she was loading garlic: "Xunwei's cake box, don't you want to sue me that you didn't throw it, but a certain resident on this floor is looking for something he bought, right?" ”

The words "a certain household" exude a meaningful flavor in Ningxia's ears.

Jiang Yiran completely ignored her reaction and continued: "I don't believe that there will be so many cakes left over from the cakes I bought." ”

Ningxia's mood became more and more calm. She pursed her lips and said after a long time, "It doesn't have to be me." I used so many ingredients, and I felt sorry for throwing them away in vain. ”

Jiang Yiran's suspicious eyes roamed over her lowered face: "It's really not you?" ”

Ningxia scooped a mouthful of porridge, lowered his head and whispered, "Hmm." ”

"Oh, the cake is so unpalatable, he threw it away without moving!" Jiang Yiran's angry tone swirled in the air, Ningxia couldn't really hear it anymore, she felt as if she had been bitten by a swarm of ants in her chest, and she felt so uncomfortable that she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

"I'm full." She got up abruptly and put down the porcelain spoon, "You eat slowly." ”

She hurried off the table, her steps racing.

And what she didn't notice was that the moment she turned to leave, Jiang Yiran's eyes flashed with apology and helplessness.

For several days in a row, Ningxia would involuntarily have a strange feeling every time he faced Ye Zhaojue. It's a subtle feeling, mixed with half of the desire to speak, a quarter of the annoyance and a quarter of the disappointment.

She was conflicted, on the one hand, she thought, you can throw it, as long as you don't let me know, but you just let me know; On the other hand, he was angry, although the fruit cake did not inject much effort, but at least it took some thought, and it was too unkind to throw it away so ruthlessly!

Once a girl is sentimental, she will be like a river that has escaped the gate, and she will be out of control. It was as if he had lost not only a fruitcake, but also a piece of her total dedication. This heart can be summed up in just two words: love you.

With a dissatisfied feeling, even if she is smiling, it will only be a forced smile. Is she sincere or perfunctory, how could Ye Zhaojue not see it?

The north wind is getting colder and colder, and I went to pick her up this night, the broken hair on her forehead flew in the cold wind, and the street lamp shone down, as if there was a circle of light.

He led her in the cold wind of the hunt, and his little hands were cold, so he grabbed her and stuffed her into the warm coat pocket.

The pockets are made of fine fabric, and they are soft and comfortable on the skin on the back of the hands.

Ningxia raised his head and giggled: "Softer than you." ”

Only three smiles came to her eyes, and it was clear that she was just looking for something to say.

Ye Zhaojue's expression was as usual: "Tomorrow's holiday?" ”

"Huh?" Ningxia didn't turn the corner at first, and was stunned before nodding, "Hmm." ”

His left hand was gently pinched in Nuan Nuan's pocket, and Ningxia heard him announce in a domineering and dictatorial manner: "I will requisition tomorrow." ”

"Requisition me for what?" She was curious.

Ye Zhaojue smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked down at her: "Do labor?" A gently uplifted tone, an inquiring tone.

Ningxia's mouth was deflated: "Don't think about it." ”

"It's late, I've been thinking about it for a long time." He chuckled softly.

"Huh?" Ningxia's eyes widened, puzzled. But he sold Guan Zi and smiled lightly.

All night, Ningxia was immersed in conjecture and couldn't extricate himself, and even the only dream he had was about him and ...... Labor.

She was busy in the huge suite in a maid's outfit, from upstairs to downstairs, humming a little song all the way to the living room. And he sat on the sofa reading the book in his hand, she stopped from time to time to turn her head to look at him, but I don't know if he was too focused on reading or didn't know her at all, from beginning to end, he didn't look up at her. She endured her frustration and continued to tidy up the house, the unknown tune she was humming in her mouth was silent, and when she looked back at him for the last time, the sofa was empty, and the person was gone. She searched in a hurry, sweating profusely, and though she had only shouted twice, her throat began to grow, and then she found that no matter how hoarse she roared, she could not make the slightest sound, she ...... Lost his voice.

Ningxia woke up in this strange dream, and the feeling that her voice seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound was so real that her heart trembled. The back was cold, and the heat of the quilt seemed to be quietly sucked away, and suddenly it was as cold as an ice cellar.

The room was pitch black, and she felt the switch of the electric blanket to the maximum in the dark, curled up and waited for the warmth to come.

The human senses were infinitely magnified at this time, and Ningxia listened to the subtle movements in the night, counting the movements of the clock, and clearly realized that if she didn't say anything at the beginning, the silence between them would cause a deeper and deeper estrangement, and by the time she wanted to speak again, it would be too late.

The temperature of the electric blanket rose little by little, and Ningxia finally felt a little warmer.

There were some things that would only add to her troubles, and she had to ask about them.

When I got up in the morning, I received a call from him, asking her to go out, and telling her to wear a pair of comfortable shoes.

Ningxia was properly pressed under Jiang Yiran's indifferent gaze, and Jiang Yiran asked lukewarmly: "Dating?" ”

She smiled slightly, "yes." ”

Jiang Yiran's tone immediately spread: "Yo, it's rare." ”

Ningxia laughed at this, said no more, and walked out with his bag.

***

Wear a comfortable pair of shoes......

Ningxia never thought that Ye Zhaojue asked him to wear comfortable shoes to facilitate mountain climbing.

No, in the precise sense of the word, it's a mountain climb while visiting the Takara Botanical Garden.

After buying a ticket to enter the park, Ye Zhaojue rented a sightseeing car, and Ningxia didn't know what method he used to turn a car that could carry more than ten passengers into an exclusive two-person car. It wasn't until later that he met the high-level leaders in the park that Ningxia suddenly realized. Well, the world of the rich.

Although it is winter, despite the sound of the wind, the warm sun shines all around, and the green shadows along the way, the mood is still very comfortable.

Ningxia raised her hand to cover a small pergola, looking at the scenery ahead, the sun was not warm, but she still squinted slightly. As she approached her next attraction, she tilted her head slightly to look at the people around her. His posture with the steering wheel in his hands is straight and serious, and his black leather gloves are firmly controlled, and he looks relaxed and relaxed, not like driving a sightseeing car, but like driving an open-top sports car.

The most important thing is that his side face is quiet and handsome, and Ningxia thought to himself that if the drivers of the sightseeing buses were as handsome and eye-catching as him, then the daily car rental business of the Botanical Garden would be full.

Ningxia was still immersed in cranky thoughts, and overheard him ask with concern: "Is it cold?" ”

"It's not cold." Ningxia replied with a smile.

He parked the car and led her up the steps. The mountain road is smooth and not as steep as Ningxia imagined. Ningxia was carefully led by him, walking and stopping, admiring the plants and flowers during the flowering period.

Ye Zhaojue saw that she was in a good mood, so he categorized and explained to her.

He said in detail that she listened attentively, and without noticing that she had reached the viewing platform halfway up the mountain.

With the geographical advantage of the platform, you can browse the beautiful scenery of the whole park here, and all the attractions are condensed in the eye as far as the eye can see.

Ningxia was lying on the guardrail facing the sun, quite touched: "I have lived in Nanxiang for so many years, and I never wanted to come to the botanical garden to see." ”

Ye Zhaojue heard her slight regret: "This botanical garden has only been open to the public in the past two years. ”

Ningxia nodded, "oh". Instead, he suddenly asked, "Why do you know so much about plants?" She remembered that on the day she graduated and left school, he coldly recommended a book on landscape architecture to her. Thinking about this, she couldn't help but think it was funny, and in fact she did laugh out loud, and he was really annoying at that time.

Without waiting for him to answer, she then asked, "Why did you always bother to look at me before, do you know that you look like you look down on me?" ”

Ningxia rolled his eyes, and then noticed his wordless silence, for no reason, a strange feeling gradually rose.

She wanted to ask "how", but before she could ask, she saw his beautiful lips close one by one: "I'm sorry." ”

Belch? The reason for the apology?

Ningxia blinked: "You didn't really look down on me at the beginning, right?" ”

Ye Zhaojue asked, "What would you do if it was true?" ”

Ningxia raised his head and snorted: "Unforgivable." ”

He raised his hand, touched her head, and was gentle and patient, as if he was comforting his beloved pet, "Our Xiaoxia is the most tolerant and generous." ”

Uh-huh. Ningxia proudly craned her neck and continued to look at the sky.

"I like Natsu." His voice is low and very nice to the ears.

Ningxia lowered his jaw, looked straight ahead, and pretended to cough calmly: "Don't think that saying two sweet words will turn over the matter, I'm not so easy to fool." ”

Unexpectedly, I heard him ask disapprovingly: "Sweet words? ”

Ning Xia frowned and turned his head to look at him.

He slowly smiled and corrected seriously: "I don't talk sweetly, what I say is the truth." ”

The crease between the eyebrows was quietly smoothed by this understatement, and Ningxia's mood was all on his face without words.

She touched-touched her face, which was cold by the wind before, but now it was a little burning.

Ah, the artist of language......

After coming down from the viewing platform, the two climbed to the top of the mountain and saw many tourists holding cameras in their hands, and Ningxia also had the idea of taking pictures.

She tugged at his sleeve and gestured with her eyes, "Why didn't we bring a camera?" ”

He looked at her and was silent.

Ningxia suddenly noticed that her voice seemed to be mixed with a sense of questioning. She immediately skimmed it off: "I mean, if you tell me in advance that I'm coming to the botanical garden today, I'll bring my camera with me." ”

Well, the reproach seems to be heavier......

Ningxia bit her lower lip and smiled apologetically, not daring to say more.

Ye Zhaojue smiled slowly: "If you want to take pictures, come back next time, not today." He glanced up at the time, "There's still an hour, and we'll be somewhere else in a minute." ”

Ningxia tilted his head and asked, "Where?" ”

Him: "Supermarket. ”

Supermarket?

Ningxia resisted the urge to ask the question, took a few more breaths of fresh air at the top of the mountain, and slowly walked down the mountain with him.

After that, he took a sightseeing bus to visit two special scenic spots, the time pointed to ten o'clock, Ye Zhaojue drove the car to the vicinity of the entrance and exit to exchange, and led Ningxia to the parking lot to pick up the car.

There is a densely populated commercial area between the Tatsura Botanical Garden and the Tatsura Mansion, and there are two large supermarkets in the commercial area, one of which is affordable, and business is significantly more popular than the other. Judging from the location of the parking, Ningxia originally thought that Ye Zhaojue would walk into the nearest supermarket at will, that is, the supermarket with a high price. But she never expected that he would be willing to go far.

Ningxia thought, either it was a coincidence, or it was the edge of his eyes, he just looked at the supermarket more pleasing to the eye.

But then, watching him pick up the shopping cart with ease and carefully select ingredients in the vegetable area, Ningxia suddenly felt a little strange. This is an unusually intimate strangeness, like seeing a high immortal walking down the altar in an approachable manner, and the annoying sense of distance in the past is greatly reduced, replaced by a kind of life-like closeness, which is so simple that she is greatly moved.

She couldn't help but step forward to pick up a bundle of spinach he put back, and asked casually as if discussing: "I see you've been picking and picking, what are you looking for?" ”

"The dish is a little bit unfresh." He raised his eyes, his eyes were empty for a moment, and suddenly lit up, "There is a vegetable market nearby, if you don't like it, let's go there?" ”

Ningxia looked at him blankly, of course she didn't like it, but ......

A small voice kept asking in the bottom of my heart: Aren't you too dirty? Also, how do you know there's a wet market nearby?

But in the end, there was only one question on the lips: "I'm not going to bargain." "The supermarket can't negotiate prices, but the wet market can.

As soon as the words came out, seeing him looking at him with bright eyes, Ningxia couldn't help but be annoyed, what kind of price to cut, people are not bad at all!

But as it turned out, she was wrong, and all of them she was completely wrong, and she was very different.

People who are not bad at money will also bargain, he is half-squatting in front of a vendor, and his shrewd bargaining appearance reveals a scheming and deep calculation that everything is under control. It can be seen that he is confident and decisive, in the observation again and again, Ningxia vaguely sees a little differential treatment, he treats honest and honest vegetable vendors very kindly, as long as the price is fair, he will be silent, and treat the vegetable vendors who sit on the ground and raise the price, it is obviously "ruthless".

Ningxia helped carry the bags, maybe because of his casual clothes, or maybe because of the psychological effect of his bargaining on her, in short, walking in the noisy and bustling vegetable market, she did not feel that Ye Zhaojue was out of place with the environment here, on the contrary, she felt that his arrival made this ordinary vegetable market flourish.

Ningxia laughed at the idea of "Xi Shi in the eyes of his lover", and even looked at Ye Zhaojue's gaze a little softer.

She smiled and asked, "Local tyrant, could it be that the bargaining is out of your bad taste?" ”

He glanced at her and wanted to pinch her face, but his fingertips still felt muddy from touching the vegetables, and the movement of raising his hand stopped.

"Weird?"

Ningxia said: "It's very strange, but it may also be that I am unheard." ”

He looked ahead, "You know." ”

Subconsciously whispered and blurted out: "Huh? ”

He smiled and glanced at her, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his expression was flying, "It's good that you know that you are lonely and unheard." ”

Ningxia looked at him resentfully, "Don't bully poor children with little knowledge." ”

"Don't dare."

Ningxia heart said, what don't you dare.

After buying vegetables and returning to the car, Ningxia couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart, tilted his head and looked at Ye Zhaojue with a re-examined gaze, and his serious and rigorous attitude was like an old scholar studying an ancient book with his heart.

Ye Zhaojue concentrated on driving, and she watched.

The journey home was very short, and after a while, the car drove into the Tatsura Mansion.

The moment he entered the basement, the sky was dark, and Ningxia woke up like a dream, and when he came to his senses, he asked: "Can you sue me now, why do you have the skill of counteroffering?" ”

Due to the dimness of the light, Ningxia was unable to adapt to the sense of light for a while, so he missed the best time to observe Ye Zhaojue. She closed her eyes slightly, and then heard his deep voice: "When I was a teenager, I followed the local customs and learned a few hands. ”

When I was a teenager......

Time was too far away, it was his past, the past she didn't have much contact with.

"I haven't practiced it for a long time, didn't you see that I was actually a little weak when I made a counteroffer just now?"

Ningxia was stunned: "Is there any?" She only noticed that when he made a counter-offer, once he grinned, he would fascinate the vegetable vendors' aunts.

Well, she was also fascinated.

So, just when she was unconsciously committing a nymphomaniac for the second time, Ye Zhaojue's smiling voice penetrated her eardrums, causing her cheeks to be hot, "Why are you so easy to deceive all of a sudden?" ”

Well...... Because the beauty is current.

The two returned to his residence with the vegetables, washed and chopped the vegetables, and Ningxia would make a little move, basically he was busy with everything alone.

Ningxia is not a quiet spectator, and some problems pop up from time to time.

Ningxia: "Cooking is also a matter of following local customs, how many hands have you learned?" ”

Ye Zhaojue is skilled in knife work: "When I was studying abroad, I was tired of eating hamburger steak, so I tried to improve my food. ”

Oh...... Ningxia asked again: "Then why did you suddenly think of cooking for me?" ”

Ye Zhaojue raised his head in a hurry, "It's not sudden, today's arrangement is to take you to move first, and when everything that should be digested is digested, even if the dishes I cook are difficult to swallow, you will eat them hungry." ”

The originally warm and romantic scene of "......" suddenly became unrecognizable......

endured and endured, Ningxia rolled his eyes and asked casually: "You said that you follow the customs of the country, which township and which customs?" ”

Ye Zhaojue's hand holding the handle of the knife paused, only for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he continued to skillfully cut the lettuce.

"Before my aunt got married, I helped buy vegetables a few times."

It's just a simple memory, and I can't hear the slightest ups and downs. But Ningxia's mood fluctuated, before the aunt got married, it was a memory related to that person, right?

Follow the customs, enter her township, follow her customs.

"Xiao Xia, grab a handful of fungus and soak it."

“…… Good. "It turns out that the best way to divert emotions is to keep yourself busy.

However, soaking fungus is simply a trivial matter, and after the trivial thing is done, the mind begins to mess up again. Ningxia kept begging behind him, and Ye Zhaojue laughed and said, "I really want to do labor? ”

Ningxia said without blushing and heartbeat: "I'm afraid that you will make the dishes very unpalatable later, and now I can help you a little bit." ”

Ye Zhaojue raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, poison won't kill you." ”

Anyway, it wasn't her turn to help.

Ningxia pouted, "Then I'll go watch TV." ”

She washed her hands and withdrew from the kitchen.

In fact, there is nothing to see on TV, as I get older, there are fewer and fewer variety shows, TV series and movies that can be eye-catching, and Ningxia pressed the remote control and turned around and didn't find what I was interested in. But she didn't want her brain to be idle, so she had to take out her mobile phone, the wifi had already been automatically connected, she clicked on the singing software, entered Ye Xiaofan's personal homepage, and played all the videos she had recently uploaded in order.

Ye Xiaofan is like a comedian in the video he recorded, running non-stop on the road of self-blackening. often thinks about the headphones, often makes exaggerated and funny movements, and fans have said that it is not a matter of minutes for a goddess to become a female nerve.

Ningxia was finally in a cheerful mood after being amused by Ye Xiaofan countless times, she always felt that she had fallen into a strange circle, the name of this strange circle was "Ye Zhaojue's Past", this strange circle would pull her into a bad atmosphere, like a child who can't get sugar, and fall in love.

Fortunately, she can solve it on her own, but when will this solution come to an end?

sat alone for more than half an hour, the sound from the TV seemed to be far away, and every line of men and women, young and old, failed to reach her ears, until Ye Zhaojue came out of the kitchen and called her with a smile: "It's time to eat." ”

Ningxia jumped up and ran over to look at the food in his hand, the color and fragrance were there, she gestured to touch her stomach, distressing for him: "What to do, I'm not hungry at all." ”

Ye Zhaojue was not threatened, and glanced at her, "It's okay, you watch me eat." ”

“…… I'll go get the dishes and chopsticks. "Ningxia fled with a disgraced face.

Two plates of stir-fried vegetables and a hot pot, although it can't be compared with Jiang Yiran's craftsmanship, it is really good. Ningxia eats happily, but his face is not revealed. This dish is picky, and that dish counts twice, and none of them satisfies her. However, Ye Zhaojue's face did not change when she was criticized, no matter what she said, he looked unfazed, and every word she said was digested by him like a meal in the mouth.

Ningxia put a piece of meat into his mouth and fed it, and the sound fell.

Ye Zhaojue looked at her, "Finished?" ”

Ningxia smiled and said, "Well, it's over." ”

"It seems that the food I cooked has given you a lot of strength to speak, and it's finally finished."

“…… Master, when will you continue to teach me? ”

Ye Zhaojue put down the dishes and chopsticks, and his eyes burned: "Paid." ”

…… Master, you are shameless!

Ningxia rushed to wash the dishes after the meal, who stipulated that paid people should not take the initiative to be dishwashers?

Ningxia wisely didn't squeak first, she lowered her head to brush the dishes, and Ye Zhaojue stood aside to accompany her.

The cuffs of the sweater that were picked up slipped back little by little, Ningxia didn't care much, and suddenly, his wrist sank, "Put the bowl down first." Ningxia was stunned, only to see Ye Zhaojue grab her cuffs and lift her palms out of the slight foam, put her fingertips into the sleeves, rub the back of her thumb against the skin on her wrists, and use her four fingers together to re-roll up her sleeves one by one.

He stared at the cuffs with his eyes down, his eyebrows were serious, and the movements of the rolls were also very careful, Ningxia could clearly feel that the sleeves he rolled up were tighter than those he had picked up at will before, and he would not strangle his arms, nor would he slide lightly, and the effect was just right.

"Alright, you go ahead." He grabbed her arms and put them back in the water.

Ningxia resented again, and the beauty that had just been stacked was ruined by his simple words......

"See what I'm doing?" Ye Zhaojue looked at her for a long time, and it seemed that he really didn't notice anything wrong at all.

"Nothing." Ning Xia glanced at him slightly, and looked at him with a little frustration in his eyes.

Forget it, she washes her dishes and doesn't speak.

Ningxia just touched a bowl next to his hand, he didn't react to anything, it was so dark in front of him, Ye Zhaojue twisted his head at the angle where he was standing, and then his lips were hot, first he tossed and grinded with her lips, and then he seemed to be dissatisfied, pried open her lips, and directly attacked the city.

The breath lingered with each other, and even Ningxia had to admire her willpower, she actually had the heart to think at this juncture, wouldn't his waist be tired if he maintained such a posture, and his neck was not sore?

Just when she was still thinking about it, Ye Zhaojue bit lightly on the corner of her right lip, as if to punish her for inattentiveness, and then he finally stepped back from her front and returned her a bright white light.

He whispered two words in her ear: "Paid." ”

Ningxia: "......"

The bowl was washed in vain!