Now the duration of the video has been upgraded to half an hour, that is, an hour, such a long time, you can learn a lot of things.

After watching a video, she quietly got out of bed, moved the small kang table to the bed, took a pen and paper, took the night pearl in the lotus pot at the end of the bed to the table, and took the pen to transcribe the important content in the video.

When the transcription was finished, another half an hour had passed, and Yang Ling had not come back, she took the small kang table back to its original position, packed up the codex and put it on the desk, and waited for a while, and Yang Ling still did not come back.

She got up and dressed, wrapped her cloak and went out, but went to the kitchen.

There was a small light in the kitchen, and all the ingredients had been cleaned up.

Qu Xiaobai pressed her eyebrows and worried, she wanted to make some supper for Yang Ling, but this skill was ...... She remembered that Yang Ling disliked her cooking during her illness, that was Yang Ling's true thoughts, right?

She can cook the rice well, but the problem is that it is too difficult for Yang Ling's stomach.

After worrying for a while, she began to rummage through the ingredients, wanting to see if there were any leftovers or anything like that.

After pulling in the cupboard for a long time, I finally found a bowl of leftover soup and a few baked cakes, although there was a little less, but Yang Ling's rice was not large, so it should be okay.

The fire in the stove was not extinguished, and it was pressed with coal, Qu Xiaobai's figure was not very good at bending over, so he could only slowly squat down, loosen the coal with the stove hook, and then pulled the bellows a few times.

I don't know who put a porcelain basin on the bellows, Qu Xiaobai didn't see it, this pull, the porcelain basin fell down, "ping-pong", broken.

Qu Xiaobai was startled, stunned for a moment, and was stunned for a long time before she remembered to clean it up, and as soon as her hand fell on the broken porcelain, a pair of bony hands fell on her hand.

Qu Xiaobai was stunned, and shouted in his heart that he was finished, he was discovered!

"I ...... I'm just hungry and want to ...... Wanted to see what to eat. She hurriedly explained, she usually lies or something, and she doesn't know how, but tonight her mouth suddenly became stupid, she stumbled and didn't speak, her ears were still hot, and her heart was so worried.

Who can blame? It's not that Yang Ling is too precious to her on weekdays, and he can't wait to raise her! She didn't even dare to say that she was here to make him supper!

Yang Ling didn't say anything, and helped her up first, "You didn't get hurt on your body, did you?" ”

His voice was gentle, and he couldn't hear anything unusual about his emotions, the kitchen of Nuoda seemed to be very weak from the small lamp, Yang Ling's face was hidden in the backlight, and Qu Xiaobai couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

But it sounded like he wasn't angry......

Qu Xiaobai shook his head: "No, I'm fine." ”

"Stand still, wait for me for a moment."

Yang Ling said, went to get the broom and the iron dustpan, and neatly cleaned up the broken porcelain, Qu Xiaobai kept looking at it in a daze, and didn't dare to speak.

Even when he is cleaning up the garbage, his movements are extremely elegant and good-looking, and his long figure is very good-looking.

Qu Xiaobai's apprehension gradually subsided, and he only felt warm and soft in his heart.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but escape a little smile.

Yang Ling finished cleaning up the garbage on the ground, put the broom and dustpan back in its place, walked to Qu Xiaobai, and said gently: "I'll make you whatever you want to eat." ”

"Huh? Oh..."Qu Xiaobai was stunned for a moment before he realized what he said, and stumbled: "I will eat what you do." ”

Originally, she wanted to cook for him, but now how did he want to cook for her?

She couldn't say anything, so she could only nod her head and agree.

Yang Ling couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

He clearly remembered that when he was sick, he stupidly disgusted her cooking and ruined all the food she cooked. She was very sad and blamed herself, and she never cooked for him since, and even when she made desserts, she just played with him.

She said that she was hungry, but he was not really stupid, how could he not know that she was going to make a supper for him?

Yang Ling went to the cupboard to clean up the ingredients, while suppressing the taste in his heart that he didn't know whether it was sour or sweet, and tried to make himself appear calm, but he was not a god who did not eat fireworks in the world, and he couldn't completely control his emotions, and he almost couldn't control it.

The ingredients were all moved to the board, and he saw a bowl of leftover soup and a few baked cakes on the board, Qu Xiaobai was very cramped, "That...... I'm not going to do anything else, just think about making do. I ......"

Yang Ling seemed to be stiff for a moment, his emotions could no longer be controlled, and as soon as he turned around, his lips blocked what Qu Xiaobai was about to say next.

Qu Xiaobai was startled by his sudden movements, and was stunned for a moment, but soon melted into his gentle domineering.

I can't tell what kind of feeling it is, I just feel that his emotions are rushing to him through the kiss of his lips, as if there are thousands of troops crossing the border, surging, and even a little messy.

Although I don't know why he suddenly became like this, Qu Xiaobai knows that his heart has always been more delicate and sensitive than others. She gently hugged his waist and responded to his kiss very gently and little by little, soothing his emotions.

Yang Ling's kiss was domineering and messy from the beginning, and gradually became gentle and calm, but the temperature of the blood also rose, and before he knew it, he forgot about it.

Qu Xiaobai's heart was beating very irregularly suddenly, because she was old recently, her heart rate was already unstable, she felt like she was about to suffocate, and hurriedly stopped Yang Ling, "Yang Ling, I'm a little out of breath." ”

Yang Ling moved his lips away slightly with self-reproach, put his forehead against Qu Xiaobai's ear, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now." ”

Qu Xiaobai thought about it for a long time, and didn't understand why Yang Ling was like this tonight, thinking about it in the end, he felt that if he didn't understand, he wouldn't understand, anyway, if he didn't understand, it wouldn't affect anything, he pursed his lips that were red and swollen from being kissed by Yang Ling, and said, "It's late, let's cook supper and eat it, and sleep with good food." ”

"Well, will you cook noodles for you?"

Qu Xiaobai's eyes widened: "Won't it be too troublesome?" It is also necessary to make noodles and roll noodles. "She mainly wants to make some supper for him, and if he has to trouble himself, then this supper will be completely boring.

"Don't bother, I found a leftover piece of noodles that I can make for knife shaved noodles. You find a stool to sit on for a while, and it's good for a while. ”

Qu Xiaobai didn't know what to say anymore. It's just that she can't cook, but she can't even find the ingredients when she goes into the kitchen, which is a bit of a joke.

Jokes can't be helped, who made her imbecile in this regard?

Qu Xiaobai obediently sat down on the chair and waited for Yang Ling to make her knife noodles.

Yang Ling first went to light a brighter lamp, then found some green vegetables from the ingredients he had just taken, cut them, and then lifted the placket of the robe on his body, rolled it, tucked it in his belt, and went to light the fire, brushing the pot, putting oil, boiling the pot, putting vegetables, and adding broth.

Qu Xiaobai was dazzled and envious, and sighed in his heart that Yang Ling, a demon who didn't seem to eat fireworks in the world, was even more bewitching after being contaminated with fireworks.

Soon the water boiled, Yang Ling took the noodles in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, and sliced the noodles into the pot. His action of shaving noodles is not as delicate as the cook's, but it seems to have evolved from a sword move, sharp and fast, it seems that there is no order, the dough is like flying snow, falling in a circle on the top of the pot, Qu Xiaobai is dumbfounded, only a few blinks of time, a piece of noodles has all fallen into the pot, when the pot is boiling, Yang Ling knocked two eggs in the spoon, stirred a few times and poured them into the pot, and added some salt to taste, until the noodles were put into the bowl, Qu Xiaobai had not woken up from his jaw-dropping.

Yang Ling dragged a table over, dragged a chair over and sat down, and smiled and flicked Qu Xiaobai's head, who was still in a daze: "Eat." ”

Qu Xiaobai was not hungry, but after witnessing Yang Ling's art-like cooking process and smelling the charming aroma of knife-cut noodles, her stomach reminded her very angrily: I am hungry, very hungry and hungry.

The green cabbage yellow egg white noodles make people appetite just by looking at the color, and the length and width of the noodles in the bowl are terrifyingly even, this knife technique can be called a god, right?

Qu Xiaobai couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and praised it: "It's so fragrant." Husband, your craftsmanship is amazing. ”

Yang Ling handed her the chopsticks, "Taste the taste." ”

Although the stomach indicated that it was hungry, Qu Xiaobai did not dare to gobble it up, picked up a piece of dough and put it in his mouth, took a small bite, chewed, and swallowed.

The dough was slippery, with the aroma of eggs and the umami of green vegetables, so delicious that she wanted to cry, and after swallowing the first dough sheet, she sniffed, "It's the taste of happiness." ”

Yang Ling accompanied her to eat slowly. He knew that at this time, she never ate, her little bird stomach, eating a little more would be uncomfortable, and it was not all because she wanted to stay in shape.

"Well, I'm happy with your happiness."

Qu Xiaobai pursed his lips and smiled. She really felt that happiness was overflowing.

Yang Ling said the lyrics, and she sang "Holding Hands" to him. On the snowy day, she walked hand in hand with him, and after she recited the poem to him, she sang the very beautiful and beautiful "Holding Hands" with emotion.

After eating the noodles in the bowl, Qu Xiaobai said: "It's so late, you'll do what you're doing tomorrow, can you go back to your room with me to sleep now?" ”

Although it is a word of discussion, the tone is not a consultation, that is, an order to be enforced.

Yang Ling replied with kindness, put the dishes and chopsticks into the basin, turned off the headlights, and took Qu Xiaobai's hand and walked out.

Hand over to Yang Ling, Qu Xiaobai's mind once again appeared the lyrics of "Holding Hands", such beautiful and warm lyrics, as if they were tailor-made for her and Yang Ling, she sang all the way back.

Because of the love that loves you, because of the dreams you dream, so sad your sorrow, happy with your happiness. Because of the way that passes by you, because of the suffering that has passed your suffering, so happy with your happiness, chasing your pursuit...... There is no wind and rain to dodge, there are no bumps and bumps and you don't have to go, so hold your hand with peace of mind and don't think about whether you should turn back......

She sang very quietly, but it was completely from the heart, Yang Ling listened quietly, thinking to himself, just hold hands and go on, even if she doesn't stop for the rest of her life, until she goes to the earth.

But this can't be. Just think about the impossible.

But even if he can't go to the earth like this, he will take her hand and walk through this life. Yang Lingru's ink eyes concealed a touch of firmness, looking at it carefully, but calm.

The next day was the day when Qu Xiaobai was going to teach at the women's college. Yang Ling postponed her own affairs, personally sent her to the women's college, and told her that she could only teach one morning class, and he would come to pick her up for lunch together.