Honeysuckle: "I have a lot of people living in my house. The servants' meals are prepared by a special cook. My father and mother and I, the meals of the three of us are basically made by my mother. She cooks a lot of delicious food and always changes some tricks. ”

Honeysuckle: "I'm far worse than my mother." ”

Honeysuckle: "Just chop the vegetables, put them in the oil pan and fry them, put some salt and peppercorns or something." I never cared about what kind of food was stir-fried or what heat was needed. ”

She only cares about whether the dishes are washed or not.

The dish is not cooked.

Nothing else.

What is made is only guaranteed to be swallowed.

Delicious is not guaranteed.

Bai Che smiled and recommended one of his few advantages: "I can cook." If you're with me, you don't need to cook. ”

Honeysuckle: "......"

I'm introducing myself.

Why are you selling melons, selling yourself and boasting.

What immodesty!

He said that if she was with me, she inexplicably gave birth to a yearning. It should be very happy to be fed by Bai Che, right?

Honeysuckle looked at Bai Che fixedly: "I said so much, you didn't find out, I actually don't have anything to like, it's ordinary, it's not worth mentioning, isn't it good?" ”

All of this just now is foreshadowing.

That's what she wanted to ask.

Bai Che: "I didn't find it. ”

I found out that she was very cute, like a cat. Sometimes it's scratchy, sometimes it's out of reach, sometimes it's soft and painful.

He liked it more than ever.

Once upon a time, I was still able to do so, and I never forgot it.

After that, it was even more unforgettable.

Honeysuckle: "Isn't it, I'm sitting too far away from you, and you don't see my unenterprising and lazy nature clearly." Bai Che looked deep with affection: "You are very good." ”

It's really good.

Candid.

Candid.

Kindness.

Honeysuckle was afraid that he would have a brain fever and like the wrong person, so he took the time to describe his shortcomings in detail, but he didn't expect him to retreat. She wasn't going to say any more: "It's time for us to go back to the flower party." ”

Bai Che: "Okay. ”

~ on the carriage.

Bai Che: "Do you still want to listen to me study?" ”

Honeysuckle shook her head.

No, not anymore.

Otherwise, you'll have to fall asleep again.

She didn't want to sleep.

She smiled, "I want to hear you recite poetry." What is it good to read, I want to think. Just think of evil. It doesn't seem to be a poem, it's a song that was handed down a long time ago. Oops, it doesn't matter. Read the words to me. ”

Whether it's a poem or a song, it's not the point.

The point is, I want to hear you read it.

Bai Che: "Okay. ”

Afterwards.

Honeysuckle heard it, and the sound of a mountain spring flowing in a stream sounded in her ears - evil spirit, I want to know you and live a long life. There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer, and they dare not break with you.

She smiled softly.

He actually changed [Nai Dare and the King].

Changed to [Don't dare to fight with you]

Do you want to say that even if you encounter all the unbearable obstacles, you are not willing to give up?

Honeysuckle: "I still want to hear it." ”

Bai Che: "Still listen to this?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Okay."

She looked at Bai Che and asked the doubts in her heart: "Every time I see you, I am dressed in white, do you only like white?" ”

Bai Che: "No. ”

Honeysuckle: "......"

Do you prefer a different color?

Cyan?

Blue?

Purple?