readx; "You said you were wrong, so what?" Yin Mochen smiled at her and turned the topic back, "How do you want to make up for the mistakes you made?" ”

"Huh?" Ye Zhixia was asked, she just felt that she couldn't live up to her uncle, but she hadn't thought about how to make up for it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The man looked at the tangled little expression on her face, and couldn't help but gently pinch her cheek: "Think about it, I'll call you when breakfast is ready." After speaking, he took the bath towel and went into the bathroom, and after the morning bath, he went downstairs refreshingly.

Ye Zhixia sat on the floor of the bedroom for a long time, and he didn't figure out how to make up for his uncle. I heard that he had an incurable disease, and last night it was actually because Yao Sisi didn't want to marry him, so he drugged himself, so he regretted his marriage.

She's not stupid, as long as she calms down, she can figure out a lot of things.

Looking up at the time, it was already past seven o'clock. Ye Zhixia went into the bathroom to wash up, and after getting dressed, he smelled the porridge and went downstairs.

"It smells so good! Uncle, what are you doing? At the kitchen door, Ye Zhixia looked inside, and saw the man by the stove stirring the porridge on the pot with a porcelain spoon.

"There are no ingredients in the refrigerator, so I simply cooked a pot of preserved egg and lean porridge, and I don't know if you like it or not." The porridge was ready, and the man turned off the heat and served two bowls out.

Ye Zhixia followed him into the restaurant, she hadn't eaten anything last night, and after a night of strenuous exercise, she was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.

Smelling the porridge, she couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and take a big sip, and before she could swallow it, she spit it out 'wow', jumping on the spot while fanning her tongue with her hand: "It's so hot!" It's hot! ”

"Slow down, no one will rob you." Yin Mochen said, quickly poured out a cup of cold boiled water from the glass on the table and handed it to her to rinse her mouth.

'Goo Dong Goo Dong', Ye Zhixia drank all the cold water in one go, and then relieved himself: "It's not that Uncle, your porridge is too fragrant!" ”

Yin Mochen looked at the remaining grain of rice at the corner of her mouth, stretched out his index finger to wipe it off for her, and accommodated him good-naturedly: "Okay, it's my fault, I'll try to make the porridge a little unpalatable next time." ”

"No, then I'd rather be burned." Ye Zhixia picked up the porcelain spoon in the porridge bowl and blew it, and took another sip of porridge but found that his tongue was a little numb, and he didn't seem to be able to taste it. She stood up nervously, took the man's arm and said, "Uncle, help me see if my tongue is burned." As she spoke, she leaned in and let out her little tongue.

Yin Mochen's helpless sigh came from the air, this little fool, doesn't she know that this action can't be done to a man casually? In her eyes, it was a simple tongue sticking out, but in his eyes it was more like a silent invitation and temptation, and he didn't want to do anything to her at the dinner table.

He touched her head soothingly, turned to the bar and poured her a glass of ice water: "Take a sip, take it in your mouth for a while and you'll be fine." ”

"Oh." She obediently took the cup and took a big sip. After a minute, she poked her index finger at her bulging cheeks and mumbled a 'mmmmmm

Yin Mochen nodded, raised her chin in the direction of the kitchen, and signaled that she could spit out the water. Who knew that Ye Zhixia swallowed the water directly into his stomach, wiped his mouth and returned to the dining table: "It's too troublesome to run around, and I don't dislike my saliva." ”