His smile was as warm as a spring breeze, blowing away the cold.

"Get in the car! I'll send you. If you take a taxi like this, you won't be able to get home today. ”

He hesitated.

Ye Feixue raised her eyebrows, "Don't worry." I'm not going to sell you. ”

"Then I'm sorry for you." Bai Mufeng put the book in his bag, straddled his long legs, and sat behind her.

"Put it on!" Nightfly threw a spare helmet at him.

Bai Mufeng put on his helmet, Ye Feixue began to drive in the direction of his house, she drove at high speed, she liked the feeling of flying in the wind, the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of his hand that had nowhere to put it, Ye Feixue smiled.

"You grab my clothes, or you fall, I don't care."

After Bai Mufeng sighed, he grabbed the corner of her clothes.

At a red light, Bai Mufeng finally spoke.

"Can you drop me off at the supermarket? I want to buy some food. ”

Ye Feixue glanced back at him, "Grocery shopping?" Do you know how to cook? ”

"I know a little, when I was studying abroad, I could only cook by myself, and if I did more, I would be able to."

“……”

Bai Mufeng asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

"I'm thinking that a man who can needlework and cook makes me very embarrassed, I have nothing to say, you always have to give us women a little face, a way to live!"

Bai Mufeng's nice laughter came from behind him, "I'm actually forced to do business, I can't get used to eating foreign things, so I can't starve to death!" In order to save money, the clothes are torn, and they can still be worn by mending them. ”

Ye Feixue asked him, "Is there anything else you wouldn't have?" ”

"A lot, for example, I can't drive a motorcycle, and I drive as fast and steady as you, let alone that."

Ye Feixue smiled heartily, this man is really good at talking, I have to say, the feeling of being with him is really relaxed.

Because the roar of the locomotive was very loud, the two did not speak later, the snow fell more and more, the two looked at the sky in silence, and unconsciously the corners of their mouths rose slightly, this snow is very beautiful, quite romantic.

Bai Mufeng didn't go to the supermarket every day, so he bought it for a few days, and seeing so many things for him, Ye Feixue simply sent the Buddha to the west and sent him downstairs.

Ye Feixue was about to leave, but Bai Mufeng kept her.

"Thank you for sending me back today, if you don't dislike coarse tea and light rice, go to my house for dinner."

"No need."

"You send me back, I should treat you to a meal, you have to eat anyway, right?" Bai Mufeng had no intention of giving up.

"Okay then." Somehow, Ye Feixue couldn't ruthlessly refuse his invitation, maybe she didn't want to see his disappointed expression.

Entered the house.

"You go over there and watch TV, I'll cook." After Bai Mufeng dropped a sentence, he entered the kitchen.

Ye Feixue sat on the sofa, and he could be seen busy in the kitchen from the side. He put on an apron, first put the rice on the pot, and then washed and chopped the vegetables. In the more than ten years that Ye Feixue has lived with Ye Weilong, it is the maid who brings the food to the table, she just moves the chopsticks, and in the past four years, he has also eaten out, with Xie Man, and the two of them have ordered takeout. She knows very little about the kitchen, and whether the seasonings can be distinguished is a question.

Bai Mufeng's stir-fry is also very pleasing to the eye, like a beautiful picture. Smelling the fragrance wafting over, the night snow has a trance, this is probably the breath of fireworks in the world.