Chapter 180: 180 His Heart

When Jinxi was making Yangchun noodles, Qi Yexiao stood in the picture of the villa, looking up at the night sky quietly.

The moonlight diffused, and he was dressed in a white bathrobe, like the child of the moon. Handsome and unparalleled, but slightly cool and refreshing.

Jin Xi brings two bowls of noodles to the open-air dining room.

That's what he called, "Hey! Qi Ye Xiao! ”

Hearing the voice, Qi Yexiao slowly turned his face to look at her.

At that moment, Jin Xi in the dim was setting up the dishes and chopsticks, not as rigid and capable as in the office in the past, but a little gentle.

Qi Yexiao suddenly remembered that his mother used to like to cook for herself, and she also stood far away like this, calling him while setting dishes and chopsticks.

At that time, he was still young, but because of his father's indifference, he was unusually precocious, and he became more and more dependent on his mother.

He felt that it was not impossible for him to live with his mother for the rest of his life.

Even later, she became more and more mentally abnormal.

But......

After all, all dreams were shattered.

Shattered in Zhen Zhen (do you have an impression?) The heroine's mother) was completely cut off because of the sudden appearance of Qi Yebai.

"What's wrong? What's in a daze? Seeing that Qi Yexiao looked at him and didn't speak, Jin Xi asked again.

Qi Yexiao retracted his mind at this time, and the fluctuations in his eyes just now disappeared again.

He sat down across from him and sniffed the noodles.

Sure enough, surprisingly fragrant.

But he pursed his lips and glanced at Jinxi, "Tang Lin has been thinking about such a bowl of bare noodles for so many years?" Unpromising. ”

"Then you'd better not taste it, I'm afraid you'll become as useless as him when you turn back." Jinxi was not hit by him at all, and he was a little proud.

The mother is a virtuous person and is proficient in cooking, and the daughter she brought out will naturally not be far behind.

But......

But since I was a child, the people I met outside only said that she was not like her mother at all.

How can it be like that?

Mother is an ancient and elegant beauty, and her words are like poetry, and she is a woman who does not eat fireworks in the world, and she is such a wild girl naturally cannot be compared with her mother.

"Don't worry, I will never let you be bought for a bowl of noodles." Qi Yexiao took two chopsticks.

Now I am sure of it, but I don't know it......

In the future, when I really miss her sunny spring noodles, I will never be able to get it......

He took a bite and thought to himself that it was no wonder that Tang Lin was obsessed with it. However, he said, "Well, so-so, the taste is not bad." I really didn't see it, it turns out that you can still go to the kitchen. ”

"I'll do more than that. However, you don't have a mouthful, the cake I made for you last time was so wasted. ”

Thinking about it now, Jinxi still feels a pity.

I put so much thought into it, but in the end, I still didn't taste a bite.

"What cake?" Qi Ye shook his chopsticks and raised his head.

Jin Xi waved his hand, "It's nothing. ”

"When did you make me a cake?" Qi Yexiao did not give up.

Jin Xi narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "When you were with Fu Ranqing, I and me." ”

"Oh, I see......" Qi Yexiao deliberately dragged out the tail note and did not refute. Fumime was brightly illuminated by the light, "So, because you were jealous, you threw away the birthday cake?" ”

"......" Jin Xi lowered his head to eat noodles in embarrassment, and changed the topic very bluntly, "Do you think it is very inappropriate to eat bare spring noodles in such a beautiful garden, blowing the sea breeze, listening to the sound of waves?" ”

Qi Yexiao was suddenly in a good mood, and the haze that he had thought of his mother before was all gone.