The sky was drizzling slightly, and the city's high-rise buildings were shrouded in misty rain.

A woman in a trench coat, carrying a generation of ingredients and a small umbrella with broken flowers, hurried through the wet streets and alleys. I opened the rusty iron door, went up to the third floor, and returned home with a water stain.

A small low-rent house, with a monthly rent of 600, one bedroom and one living room. Although it is not new, it is cleaned by the owner, decorated with some simple handicrafts, and the layout is unique, revealing the master's exquisite mind everywhere.

Paper flowers, paper cuts, cross-stitch paintings, DIY watercolor dolls, terracotta wind chimes with bamboo shelves, and well-organized small bookshelves all make this small room look exquisite and full of character, reflecting the rustic and ingenious preferences of the inhabitants.

The woman took off her windbreaker, revealing her beautiful figure, slender thighs, thin waist, perfect S-shaped curves, and delicate little face, she turned out to be a stunning beauty. She silently put her things away, changed into slippers, and went to the workbench in the bedroom, turned on the lamp, picked up the unfinished painting on the table, looked at it, and frowned and thought.

The woman then picked up the paintbrush and painted it gauze. From time to time, I stopped to look through the magazines on the table and thought deeply and continued to paint. A bewitching woman in a beautiful costume gradually appeared on the drawing paper.

On the iron shelf next to it, there are many similar pieces of drawing paper. A4 paper depicts men and women, dressed in different styles. Every detail of the clothes is delicately drawn, whether classical, fashionable, or alternative, revealing a chic style. It looks like you want to have it.

The bookshelf next to it is full of all kinds of professional data related to clothing design, as well as books about folk customs and customs around the world, neatly placed in classification codes. Apparently, the woman was studying costume design, and the drawings were the clothes she had designed.

She's a costume designer? However, such a dilapidated house is very inconsistent with the income of a costume designer. Or is she a down-and-out fashion designer?

Regardless, there is no doubt that women have a deep love for the career of fashion design. As soon as I got home, I buried my head in my desk and studied, and I had no distractions.

Until the alarm clock rang and the woman saw that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. Then I stretched, put down my pen, and got up to make dinner.

"Ding Dong~"

The woman, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the doorbell ringing, opened the door, and saw a middle-aged man with gray hair standing outside the door smiling.

"Uncle Ye, why are you here?"

The woman was surprised. Open the door and lead the person towards the couch.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit of a mess here, and I'm making you laugh. You sit down and I'm cooking dinner. The woman smiled embarrassedly.

"Hehe, I just haven't eaten either, why don't we have dinner together?"

A familiar smiling voice sounded behind her, and the woman turned around in shock, and when she looked at it, the middle-aged man's appearance had changed greatly, and he had become a young face that he missed all night.

"Ye Feng!" The woman exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes and throwing herself into the man's arms.

"Xiaoyu ・・・・・・" Ye Feng hugged her quietly, caressing Su Qingyu's hair, feeling her tears wet her chest, and the power of hugging tightly from her arms.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingyu's first reaction when he saw him was to pounce on him and hug him, and when Ye Feng was unexpected, he also deeply felt that the other party missed him deeply. That's what kind of emotion makes people so can't help it.

"Ahh Su Qingyu came back to his senses, exclaimed, and suddenly woke up and left Ye Feng's arms, looking at Ye Feng nervously and said, "Who are you?" Why has it changed? ”

That's when she noticed something was wrong.

"Hehe, it's really me, Xiaoyu. Can't you tell? Didn't we just meet a few days ago? The reason why I became my dad was to avoid surveillance. Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Is it really you?" Su Qingyu looked suspicious and looked at Ye Feng vigilantly.

Ye Feng had no choice but to say again: "Okay, I'll prove it." The first time you cooked for me, you cooked me with sweet and sour pork ribs, braised fish, mustard greens and tofu soup, fried eggs with leeks, and braised chicken wings. Let me tell you that my favorite is braised fish. You should believe it, right? Alas, it's strange, doesn't the book say that women's intuition is very accurate, and it takes so long to doubt it. ”

Su Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Feng with tenderness in his eyes. Then he blushed and rushed forward to hug him, biting his chest with hatred with his teeth, and said hatefully: "You big villain, you obviously promised me to be someone's boyfriend, and it will be half a year to leave." Do you know how hard I've waited for half a year? You didn't come to me when you came back, but you went to Yanjing again in a blink of an eye, big villain! ”

Su Qingyu just wanted to bite him hard to relieve his hatred, but he was afraid of hurting him - the moist and hot bite from his chest, Ye Feng could clearly feel the feeling of love and hate for him by the woman in his arms. He smiled and gently touched the woman's hair, and quipped: "Yo, I haven't seen you for half a year, Xiaoyu, why did you become a little resentful woman?" Come, let the husband compensate you well, show your skills, and cook you a good dinner. ”

Feeling Ye Feng's tenderness, Su Qingyu's heart melted, and he was as docile as a kitten, nodding obediently.

Ye Feng gently and domineeringly took Su Qingyu to the sofa and sat down, and asked her to sit and wait for him to finish dinner.

After not seeing him for half a year, Su Qingyu felt that Ye Feng had changed a lot, as if there was something wild and unruly in his bones that had awakened. Every move, words and deeds, there is more rebelliousness.

It seems that something that has been suppressed for a long time has been released, and at this moment, Ye Feng gives Su Qingyu the feeling that he seems to be a bird who has gotten rid of restraints, doing things according to his surname, and lifting the shackles of thought.

If he had been so bold enough to accept his hug? Flirting with yourself? Calling yourself a husband? is also considerate to cook for himself・・・・・・ turned into the previous Ye Feng, which is definitely not such a reaction.

But Su Qingyu felt that the man in front of her now was the real Ye Feng, and Ye Feng who gradually found himself.

In the six months since he disappeared, he must have experienced a lot of spiritual insights, right? ・・・・・・ Su Qingyu thought silently. Stupidly looking at the man busy by the stove. This kind of him is even more charming.

"Hey, madam, I'm here to cook you a special dinner tonight." Ye Feng looked at Su Qingyu with a smile.

After speaking, the palm of his hand was turned over, and a piece of white rice grains were sprinkled like magic in the palm of his hand, which was round like a pearl, and a thick layer was placed in the rice pot. Then Ye Feng used the conjured pearl rice to cook rice.

Ye Feng put his hands together, put it out, and pulled out a long cucumber between his palms. With a smile on his face, the kitchen knife rises and falls at high speed like a sewing machine, cutting the cucumber into thin strips. Then he conjured bright carrots, green cabbage, and cut them into thin strips.

For a martial artist who has reached a level of refinement in the use of power, cutting vegetables well is actually a very simple matter.

"It's a pity that my brother is the master of plants, so he can't turn into meat." Ye Feng smiled and processed the chicken that Su Qingyu bought. Use it to make a kung pao chicken.

Ye Feng's palm constantly conjured up all kinds of vegetables and fruits, and he used the author's kitchen utensils very quickly to make them into dishes. Half an hour later, a delicate and sumptuous dinner was neatly laid out on the round table.

There was no dining table in Su Qingyu's living room, and Ye Feng deliberately conjured up a delicate wooden table and two wooden chairs. There is still a living thing on the table, and branches sprout from it, and fragrant roses, lilies, and other colorful flowers are dotted among the food, and it looks pleasing to the eye.

There are also several white candlesticks on the table, which are connected to the table. Ye Feng snapped his fingers, sparks splashed between his fingers, and lit the candle.

"Oh yes, please enjoy the candlelight dinner I made." Ye Feng made a gentleman's invitation and took Su Qingyu's hand to take a seat.

The lights in the room are turned off, and the orange candlelight reflects the elegant and chic dining table. Fruit salad, kung pao chicken, colorful vegetable shreds, stir-fried pumpkin ・・・・・・ a combination of Chinese and Western dishes, exuding an alluring luster under the candlelight, arousing Su Qingyu's appetite.

Looking at Ye Feng's warm smiling face, Su Qingyu smiled and shed tears, and suddenly felt that the long wait was worth it. The long-term loneliness and incomprehensible grievances disappeared at this moment and turned into deep touching and deep sweetness.

"Cheers." Ye Feng smiled and raised the wooden wine glass, which contained freshly squeezed juice. Su Qingyu smiled and clinked glasses with him, looking at each other and drinking.

Su Qingyu smiled happily: "I didn't know, it turns out that you are such a romantic person." ”

"Haha, I have a lot of advantages, you can find out slowly in the future. Come, eat the vegetables, try my craft. ”

Su Qingyu took a bite of the vegetables that Ye Feng made with anticipation, only to feel that the entrance was crisp and sweet, delicious and delicious, and between chewing, it made people have a great appetite. She exclaimed sincerely, "Well, it's delicious." Ye Feng: How did you make so many vegetables? ”

"Do you want to know? Quite simply, I have many plant spores in my hands that are invisible to the naked eye, and with the help of my superpowers, these spores are able to grow into plants quickly. As long as it's a plant, I can have whatever I want, and that's the secret of the big change of vegetables. Ye Feng said with a smile.

"It's so abstract." Su Qingyu muttered with a question mark on his head.

"Hehe, let's eat first, and we'll talk slowly. Don't worry, I'll stay with you tonight. ”

"Huh? You want to stay? ”

Is it to ・・・・・・ someone's pretty face flush instantly?

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