"It's a lot better now."

Lin Qingyao took the hard-boiled egg from Lu Zhixing's hand and rolled it back and forth on his red and swollen cheeks, "Ah Xing." ”

"Huh?"

At this moment, Lu Zhixing was busy renewing the second egg in his hand.

"If I do break my appearance—"

Lin Qingyao said sullenly, "Are you going to find other women?" ”

"Is Master the kind of superficial person?"

Lu Zhixing smashed the egg skin on the table and carefully peeled off the egg white.

"Who knows if you're or not?"

Lu Zhixing stretched out his index finger and clasped his thumb and flicked Lin Qingyao's forehead.

"Lu Zhixing!"

Lin Qingyao has always been afraid of pain, and he can't care about having an egg in his hand, covering the part of his forehead that was bulleted with both hands, "You deliberately let me break my appearance, right?" ”

"If you break the phase, you will break the phase."

Lu Zhixing smiled, "In this way, no one will covet the ugly mother-in-law of the young master." ”

"Bad guys."

Although Lin Qingyao muttered on his lips, his heart was full of sweetness.

After such a toss, the sky outside the window was white.

"Xiaoyu."

Lu Zhixing hugged the little woman, "You can sleep for a while." I didn't sleep all night. ”

"I don't sleep."

Lin Qingyao shook his head, "I can't sleep anymore anyway." ”

She was always shy to speak, and he made herself very uncomfortable.

"Ah Xing."

Lin Qingyao bit his lip, "I don't think you can stay at home like this anymore." ”

Lu Zhixing tilted his head and humbly said about Lin Qingyao's education, "Ms. Lin is right, the master will look for a job today." ”

Ms. Lin?

Lin Qingyao touched the back of her head, she felt that there was something in Lu Zhixing's words. However, his willingness to go out instead of staying at home all the time is also an improvement.

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

In this way, his voice softened.

"You've done it all."

It's just an ordinary five words, Lin Qingyao is sweet in his heart, "Then you go wash up first, and we'll eat wontons in the morning, right?" ”

There are still previously adjusted fillings in the refrigerator, and Lin Qingyao doesn't know if Lu Zhixing's taste will change in the past seven years.

So both the vegetarian and the meaty were prepared.

Lu Zhixing tidied himself up from the sink, and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, and the corners of his eyes were a little warm and moist.

Seven years ago, Xiao You was only fourteen years old.

At that time, girls were too busy with their studies all day long, so how could they be willing to go to the kitchen.

Xiao Yu really likes to do this.

When the surnamed Zhou begged Xiaoyou for forgiveness, he once said a sentence that made Lu Zhixing jealous and crazy, "Yaoyao." One day, I will shoot your story. ”

He was wrong about her for seven years.

In this long blank period, she has had others.

He also knew that his little girl was easily touched.

"I'm sorry."

Lu Zhixing surrounded Lin Qingyao from behind, "Xiaoyou." I'm sorry. ”

These days, Lu Zhixing has been getting weird.

Always, I like to repeat these three words over and over again.

Lin Qingyao turned around and deliberately smeared the flour on Lu Zhixing's face, "Emperor Lu." ”

Lu Zhixing rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand, and found the white foam on his face, "Naughty again?" ”

"Do you still want to eat?"

Lin Qingyao deliberately kept a straight face, "If you want to eat, stay away from the kitchen." ”

"Let's wrap it together."

Lu Zhixing said sullenly.

The dough on the board also seemed to mock the originator of dark cuisine, and it took a lot of effort for Lu Zhixing to wrap the wonton stew into a ball.

Lin Qingyao looked at Lu Zhixing's masterpiece and smiled so much that his face twitched.

"You didn't do that."

Lin Qingyao was empty-handed, "You look at my practice, follow along." ”

"Oh."

"First of all, you need to remember to use the bowl of warm water on the board."

Lin Qingyao folded the wonton stew into a triangle and placed it in the palm of his left hand, then picked up the spoon in the filling basin, "Ah Xing." ”

Seeing that Lu Zhixing had been staring at himself instead of stew, Lin Qingyao said angrily: "Are you listening?" ”

"Yes."

Lu Zhixing grabbed his gaze on her little hand, "Remember to use the bowl of warm water on the board." And then what? ”

"You-"

Lin Qingyao looked at the two pots of stuffing on the board, "Do you still eat bean meat filling?" ”

"Eat."

In the past, when he was on the set, Lu Zhixing would always buy Lao Wang's buns at the gate of the film and television city.

A large bun of carob meat can last a morning.

Lin Qingyao scooped a spoonful of the meat filling with a spoon of relief, "You remember, put the stuffing on the bottom part of the wonton wrapper." ”

"Hmm."

Lu Zhixing responded absentmindedly.

"Then fold it in the opposite direction to about half the distance and wrap the stuffing on the leather surface."

Lin Qingyao took out a chopstick from the board and knocked on Lu Zhixing, "Have you listened attentively?!" ”

Lu Zhixing only felt that he hadn't seen him for seven years, and Lin Qingyao was still a little man who was easy to blow up, and he still teased his heart.

"So what's the use of this bowl of warm water?"

In order to continue to appreciate Lin Qingyao, Lu Zhixing pretended to listen carefully but didn't understand it.

"Look closely—"

Lin Qingyao stretched out his slender index finger, dipped it in warm water, moistened the chaotic noodles just now, and then folded the chaotic corners in the opposite direction of the top corner, "Isn't it beautiful to wrap the wontons like this?" ”

"Beautiful."

Lu Zhixing's eyes were on Lin Qingyao's little face again, and he unintentionally said, "We are the best-looking." ”

"You!"

Lin Qingyao blushed with shame, "Who said that you want to make wontons together, and now you will talk about these earthy love words?" ”

"Xiaoyu."

Lu Zhixing casually took a piece of cut dough, "Why is it earthy?" ”

"Or do you think that the young master, a country man, is not worthy of you?"

"Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking."

Lin Qingyao turned around and sped up the speed of making wontons in his hand.

"Haven't eaten yet?"

Lu Zhixing pretended to be aggrieved, "Say a word, don't you want to?" ”

Sometimes, Lin Qingyao misses the Lu Zhixing he just met a while ago.

Although the face is cold but the heart is hot, although the mouth is very poisonous but it is very good to her, but these are just their own guesses.

So she asked, "Do you want to chat?" ”

"Hmm."

Lu Zhixing's handsome eyes flashed with starlight, "Xiaoyou." What are we talking about? ”

"You-"

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Qingyao hung his head and asked in a low voice, "At the hotel of the signing meeting, are you telling those words?" ”

Lu Zhixing knew that if she said that day, she must have gone to her heart.

At that time, he was angry with her and left her without saying a word, and he followed the company's boss to be unclear, and his tone was naturally much more serious.

Fortunately, Lin Qingyao is not as sensitive as Gu Mobei, even if he encounters something very sad, he will not remember any overnight revenge when he cries and makes trouble.

"It's not."

He replied very simply, in fact, on the second day of the hotel he regretted it when he saw the red on the sheets.

Xiao Yu has no other men besides him, which makes him very happy.

But a little white face surnamed Zhou was killed later, and Lu Zhixing's attitude towards Lin Qingyao was much worse.

"I thought you'd hate me."

"I said, I never hated you."

Lin Qingyao then asked another question: "When you came out of Yiwei the next day, did you ask Li Tezhu to buy ice cola to put on my face?" ”