"It's delicious."

Meng Yushen was about to put down the spoon, and after looking at her Yingying's eyes, he thought about it and added: "I like it very much." ”

Sure enough, this time the little girl had a sense of satisfaction in her eyes, and Meng Yushen was extremely helpless.

I hadn't noticed that she was so easily satisfied.

I don't know what to think, Meng Yushen paused, and her usual anger and anger appeared in her mind, and she was happy and anxious, only to realize that she had been deeply reflected in his heart unconsciously.

This feeling made Meng Yu feel frightened, and then looked at the floating moon in front of him, but he suddenly didn't know how to be alone with her, he took a step back in a panic, and his leg hit the stool directly, making a harsh sound.

Fuyue raised her eyes and looked at him blankly, seeing that the young man's eyes were full of panic, she said strangely, "What's wrong with you?" ”

He didn't look very good, could it be that he was sick?

She thought, put the saucer in her hand on the table, approached Meng Yushen on her toes, and put her warm little hand on his eyebrows.

The temperature of her eyebrows was no different from hers, and she was even a little higher than him.

Meng Yu looked at the girl who was leaving him in a daze, his eyes touched her milky white intoxicating skin, and his breathing couldn't help but be much lighter.

Fuyue didn't notice the boy's abnormality, withdrew his hand, and looked at him seriously with a frown.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

He seems to have eaten chocolate mousse to do this, is he allergic to mousse?

Thinking about Fuyue's delicate eyebrows, he twisted into a ball, pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes were red, and he was full of self-blame.

"I'm sorry...... I didn't know you were mousse allergic. ”

Meng Yushen, who was caught in his own thoughts, suddenly heard the little girl's voice, and when he came back from his daze, he saw her big red eyes, and her chest seemed to be stabbed by something for a while.

He resisted the thought of holding her in his arms and comforting her, and shook his head lightly: "No, I'm just thinking about my math test papers, and it seems that there are still a few unfinished." ”

Fuyue choked violently, glaring at him with wide eyes, and soon she sniffed, oh, and was gone.

Meng Yushen coughed, seeing her lost appearance, she resisted the urge to rub her head and said, "How much homework do you have?" ”

Fuyue glanced at him blankly: "Aren't you going to go back?" ”

Meng Yushen choked and said, "...... It's not particularly urgent. ”

Fuyue nodded, stuffed the mousse cake placed on the table into his hand, and said quickly: "Wait for me for a few minutes, I still have to make pastries for Grandma Meng!" ”

The elderly have bad teeth, and Fuyue tries to make the food soft so that it will not be so difficult to chew.

By the end, the whole kitchen was filled with the smell of sweet pastries.

Fuyue tasted a bite of the white and tender pastry, which melted in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, very delicious, so she went out with confidence and found Lin's mother to instruct.

Wait for the white cake to be cold, and help her put it up.

Meng Yushen returned to the girl's boudoir again, but he was not as restrained as the first time, but relaxed a lot.

He sat in the place where the girl usually wrote her homework and read books, and checked a math test paper she had done for her.

Finding that she had miswritten the most common question, she was frowning and preparing to correct it.

Sideways to the girl, holding her face, obsessively looking at his appearance.

The words that reprimanded her for a moment were all choked in her throat.

"What are you watching me do?" His voice was deep and magnetic.

Fuyue blinked, liking him even more.

"You're so good-looking."