"I'm full!" After eating the last piece of meat with thick juice and fragrant flavor, he put down the knife and fork in his hand with a soft voice and satisfaction, and his face was still unfinished.

I have to say that Amo's cooking skills are really getting better and better!

So good that she has no interest in the restaurant outside now, and only thinks about the food made by Amo herself every day.

Seeing that Si Yunling had finished eating the empty dishes on the side, Qingyin hurriedly got up and packed up the dishes and ran towards the kitchen, but just now his hand touched the dishes, and a big hand with clear bones and excellent looks snatched it away.

The light voice was startled, and then muttered and looked at Si Yunling, "Ah Mo, can you just let me do some housework, I eat and sleep every day, sleep and play, play and eat, and I am about to be raised by you." ”

As if he was pleased by the three words "housework" in the woman's mouth, Si Yunling's eyebrows and eyes were bent, and the gloomy color between his pupils suddenly faded and was replaced by softness.

Half a day.

The man lowered his eyes shallowly, a pair of fox ears hung softly on both sides of his head, and his long curly and fine eyelashes trembled slightly, ".... But I can't help it. ”

Ayin is the person on the tip of his heart, and he is reluctant to let her do anything.

Seeing the man turn around and walk towards the kitchen, and then thinking about the man's sentence "I can't bear it", at that moment, Qingyin only felt that his heart was beating hard, and his whole face faintly showed signs of fever.

Turning sideways, Qingyin slowly walked to the kitchen door, leaned on the stone pillar on the side, and looked through the kitchen window glass at the man who was standing in front of the dishwasher and washing the dishes seriously, his eyes were shining.

The man was dressed in a white shirt.

Because of washing dishes, a pair of cuffs were casually rolled up to the forearm, which made the man's hands extremely beautiful.

The man washed very seriously, his eyes were lowered obediently, and his handsome face was quiet.

It's such a simple scene, but it seems to have been engraved for centuries in the light sound, and the warmth is like a very beautiful and warm picture that makes the light sound gradually daze.

In memory.

It seems that there was once a person who did the same.

It's just that the difference is that that person always likes to let himself talk to him, and he does all kinds of rogue tricks. And although she has to complain that the other party is too troublesome every time, and her mouth is extremely disgusting, she is extremely happy in her heart.

The light voice was slightly stunned, and her mouth muttered completely unconsciously, ".... Dogs. ”

"Bang ————"

Suddenly there was a clatter of crusting dishes in the kitchen, and the soft voice that was in deep thought came back to its senses.

"What's wrong?" Qingyin was startled and hurriedly rushed into the kitchen, and what he saw was the picture of Si Yunling standing in front of the dishwasher, and the dishes that had just been washed were shattered to the ground.

Si Yunling's face was a little pale, and his hands that were still holding dishes were frozen in the air, and his fox eyes were surging.

"Are you hurt?" Qingyin hurriedly stepped forward and hurriedly took a serious look at the person, and confirmed that the other party only broke the dishes and was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

I wanted to lead the person out of the kitchen to clean up slowly, but the hand had just touched the man's hand that was stuck in the air, and the light voice felt a strong pull of himself, and when he came back to his senses, he was already tightly held in the man's arms.

The man's breath was very unstable, and his chest rose and fell quite heavily in his warm arms.

Qingyin was taken aback, as if he had never seen a man who had always been calm and had such a side, and his face was suddenly stunned, "What's the matter, Amo?" ”

In the kitchen.

For the first time, the man who hugged the man in his arms did not speak.

It's just that a handsome and warm face is extremely pale at the moment, and the good-looking thin lips are tightly pursed into a stiff straight line, and the fox eyes are filled with monstrous fear.