Say it's not troublesome, Wen Yabao and have a weak heart.

But it's safest under the breeze and the moon, so he can't do anything in the kitchen, right?

The hug that was too familiar made Wen Yabao feel timid.

She didn't want to end up with a fake show, but she ended up sad.

The word love, if you don't move, it doesn't hurt.

"It's just a matter of polishing a silver mold first, but it's really not a hassle."

Wen Yabao lowered his head, feeling concerned.

Did he see through her thoughts?

"It's just to pass the time, but under this breeze and moon, wouldn't it be boring if you fake your hands to others?"

Wen Yabao used Fu Shiye's previous words to block his mouth, "Fu always feels troublesome, can't you just sit and wait to eat?" ”

The implication is that she has made up her mind for this soup.

"How can I sit and wait empty-handed, or let Tingshan immediately start to make a silver mold, so as to live up to this round of bright moon."

In terms of torturing people, in front of Fu Shiye, Wen Yabao was barely a student.

"Is the salary of Jing Special Assistant sky-high?"

"How?"

Wen Yabao saw that Fu Shiye was puzzled, and his smile was more than the lotus flower in his arms, "Otherwise, how could he stand such a tricky boss as you?" ”

It's also a shame that Fu Shiye dared to move this thought.

"Even if the fun is nothing more than an immersive experience, since you want to drink that soup, you can't open the warehouse and turn out a set of grinding silver molds?"

Fu Shiye's ability to choke people is also a leader.

"It's just a joke." Wen Yabao smiled, letting the joke disappear in the bushes of flowers and leaves.

It doesn't have to be, she really doesn't care.

Fu Shiye propped up the boat and went back in the direction of the dock.

The lotus leaves rubbed the boat around, making a rustling sound.

Wen Yabao lowered his head and played with the lotus flower in his arms.

The moonlight is like water, and her cheeks shine like shelled eggs.

White, delicate and flawless.

Delicate unicorn earrings, the indescribable heart of the shaking person.

The boat stopped back at the dock, and Fu Shiye wrapped a large handful of bags in her coat.

Only two lotus flowers that did not bloom were left in their hands.

He Chaonian and Fu Shiyun found the lotus pond, and the two leaned side by side next to the railing of the pier.

The lone lamp in the bow of the boat swayed among the flowers, attracting them.

Fu Shiye went ashore first and brought up tonight's harvest.

He reached out again to pull her.

"What's this big pack? Brother, are you rowing to catch fish? Fu Shiyun heard the movement, turned around and saw a bag of things brought up by Fu Shiye.

He Chaonian just regretted that Shengjing's unique coat, his eyes were slightly gloomy, but he couldn't even hear a sigh.

just leaned over and went to unpack the bag for Fu Shiyun.

Over there, Fu Shiye almost carried Wen Yabao ashore, she was thin and almost weighless.

Wen Yabao stood still and immediately pushed away from the safety distance.

Although she only subconsciously took a step back, Fu Shiye still took her movements into her eyes.

"Why are they all lotus flowers, lotus leaves are growing well, who is in the way? What are you going to do with them folding them out of the lake? ”

Fu Shiyun thought that the girl liked it, so he muttered a few sentences in passing.

The original pick was Wen Yabao's thorn.

Who knew that it was Fu Shiye who answered him: "Fold it to make soup, just when I'm hungry." ”

"You sneaked out to admire the moon and fold the flowers, this lake full of lotus seeds is not enough for you to eat, and you still have the face to ask for soup!" He Chaonian flipped through the pile of lotus seeds and lotus leaves, crying and laughing.

"Little lotus leaf and small lotus soup, ask someone to prepare the materials!" Fu Shiye simply ordered directly.