Qing Ruyang helped Hua Xinhai prepare the ingredients, boiled the soup, cooked the rice, and went to the nearby platform downstairs with Hua Xinhai to pick up Mu Yatian.

The alley is in the shade of a tree, the huge branches of the street lamp are very tightly shaded, it is very dark under the shade, it just so happened that the street lamp was broken a few days ago, and the road is even darker than the fingers, but in addition to that road, if you go around, you have to walk for another twenty minutes.

On winter nights, it gets dark very quickly, and the private aristocratic college where Mu Yatian works is in the center of the city, and every day when I return to the nearest platform in the suburbs, it is already late.

Then they were just like Mu Ya when they were children, they received Mu Ya Tian together, turned on the flashlight, and the mother and son walked on that road, their backs were long, and their hearts were hot and warm at this time.

At the dining table, the corners of Cheng Qingshen's mouth hooked up a shallow smile, looking at the bowl full of dishes between Mu Yatian and Hua Xinhai, and those careful advices, his heart was full of sunshine.

In her previous life, her mother was like this, she was always very careful and gentle to cook for her and cook the dishes she liked to eat, but all of this was destroyed by those two people.

and her parents' have left her forever.

"Well, it's delicious...... Cooking skills have improved. Under the expectation of Hua Xinhai, Qing Ruyang tasted a piece of pork ribs with a smile.

At the moment when his head was lowered, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes without a trace, and praised in a serious tone.

Hua Xinhai's longing star eyes were instantly satisfied, and he squinted, like a well-fed squirrel, "I knew that I still had a lot of culinary talent, but ordinary people didn't know how to appreciate it." ”

Mu Yatian is very powerful to sandwich a lot of dishes, and there is a happy smile in the corners of her mouth and eyes.

"Xiaohai's cooking is delicious, others don't know how to appreciate it, so it's good to just make it for our family, with the appreciation of your mother and your sister, that's enough, and you don't have to be lucky enough to open a restaurant as a chef."

Qing Ruyang looked at Mu Ya's smiling eyes, nodded very understandingly, and answered, "Just make it for us to eat." "Don't do anyone harm.

Hua Xinhai lost his sense of taste in a fire when he was a child, but he especially liked to cook for them.

Qing Ruyang is full of warmth here.

Our poor king is not so sunny.

The king of Yama, who had not closed his eyes and rested for three days and three nights, went through the all-night punishment of a certain sun yesterday, and finally fell asleep in the early morning when the sun was about to rise, and slept until ten o'clock in the evening.

Looking at the empty hotel, the chaotic head, wandering to the bathroom, only to remember that last night was not only ridiculously impulsive, but also asleep until now.

He probably hadn't had such a deep sleep for more than ten years, and the past was really like a dream......

Stretched his muscles and bones and glanced at it casually, but the turtle and pig faces in the mirror, the deep and deep faces added a bit of joy, but it still did not affect his cold and violent aura.

What a daring woman......

Don't say that you took the wrong car, you still dare to play a prank on him, very good, woman, you have succeeded in making me remember you.

Staring at a smiling face, turning around and turning on the bedroom light, a dark room, instantly bright as day, as far as the eye can see, is the head of the bed, the half of the game currency pressed a station full of words and illustrations of post-it notes.

"Woman...... It's very kind......" A post-it note that can be read at a glance and ten lines, the king of Yama actually looked straight at it for more than three minutes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to emanate from hell.