On the other side, after Zuo Xin went upstairs, he kept lying on the bed and tossing and turning, his mind was cold and strict, it was all him, it was all him, what did he think.

So I walked out of the bedroom and saw that there was no one in the living room, did I really go to eat in the kitchen?

Cautiously walked to the kitchen room, and saw that he was wearing a white shirt, black soft hair, and his strong hand was very soft in the basin.

I only reacted when I looked at it!

And noodles!

Then I walked up to him and saw that there was a mixed vegetarian filling in the small bowl next to him, did he want to make buns for himself to eat.

"How is my wife's appreciation, appreciate it, just wait outside for a while, I'm almost ready here, I'll rush your favorite bun when the noodles are good."

Zuo Xin looked at him in surprise.

"I'll help you."

"Go out by yourself, or I'll carry you out."

Leng Yan put the ball in his hand on the board and smiled, there was a perfect princess hug, Zuo Xin hadn't reacted yet, she was in his arms.

"Looks like you still like me to hug you, that's great."

At this moment, Zuo Xin's face became rosy with shyness, although this was not the first time he had picked himself up, but his heartbeat was very nervous at the moment, and he could clearly feel his rhythmic heartbeat.

"Do it on the couch, wait for me, I can do it myself."

"Oh."

Zuo Xin's soft answer made Leng Yan's lips smile, turned around, held her face with both hands, and kissed her on the forehead with a sweet kiss.

A quick operation made Zuo Xin not react, just smiled sweetly.

At this time, Leng Yan returned to the kitchen room, and the speed of his hands increased even faster, who would have thought that this was the first time he learned to make buns, for the woman he loved the most.

At this moment, Zuo Xin's original sleepiness is gone, and he is looking forward to his finished food.

After a long time, a very strong fragrance came to my nose, so fragrant, so fragrant. together

Soon Leng Yan put all the dishes on the table and walked in front of Zuo Xin, she smiled, laughed, at this moment he didn't know why she was smiling so happily.

Stretched out his hand and touched Leng Yan's hair.

"Look at a man like you, the flour is all in your hair, and you have become a white-haired old handsome guy."

In the next princess hugging, the eyes of the two of them were closer, "If I have gray hair in the future, you won't love me." ”

Affectionate look-a-to-heart.

"Okay, let me down, that's what you thought of yourself, I didn't say it."

Hehe.

"Okay."

So the two of them arrived at the dining table, Zuo Xin looked at the familiar millet porridge, familiar dishes, and familiar buns, which reminded her of the days at home, at that time, my father would say every day, "Come and eat, before you come, your favorite millet porridge will bottom out." ”

"Thank you for being cold."

Zuo Xin picked up the spoon and took a sip, and the taste was similar.

"The millet you bought on purpose?"

"I have everything at home, because I know you like to drink porridge, but I don't know which one you like to drink the most, so I bought a lot of rice, and now I finally know, am I your husband very competent, I don't even know what my wife likes to eat, every time I do something, you say you like to eat."

Zuo Xin smiled.

"I'm not a picky eater, I really like to eat every time you make it."

There is a smile of the Peugeot sex, and the dew gives coldness.

"It turns out that today when I boiled this porridge, I only knew, love is the same, at the beginning is to put rice and water in a container, put it on the fire for a while, start to boil, and then slowly boil the last small fire, especially during this period, you also need to pay attention to the control of the fire, do you want to get along with love."

Zuo Xin looked at him, and he was right at the moment.

"The heat of this bowl of porridge is so well controlled, especially the essence of the porridge soup has already come out, so it is even more important to eat it at the right temperature, don't be cold."