Chapter 82: Porridge is paste
"How did you get out of bed?" Han Feiye looked at Ding Youmi who was standing barefoot on the floor, and his eyebrows suddenly tightened.
Ding Youmi looked at him and his brows were furrowed and he could kill the flies all the time, so why did he suddenly get angry.
"I ...... I'm just thirsty, and I just want to drink water. ”
Han Feiye looked at the girl's somewhat timid eyes, and felt that his tone was a little rushed.
"I mean, you're in a special time, and the floor is so cold that the cold air will get into your body from your feet. People of this age don't know how to take care of themselves. ”
Han Feiye picked up Ding Youmi and put her back on the bed.
Ding Youmi looked at Han Feiye like that, his brain was not fully operational.
Was he just caring about himself? So he was angry just now because he was standing barefoot on the floor?
Oh, that's not right! How does he, a big man, know his current situation. Don't...... He got it......
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Ding Youmi, who understood this meaning, felt three thunderbolts flash in his head.
Han Feiye looked at Ding Youmi's face from surprise to doubt, and finally shock + consternation......
He couldn't help pinching Ding Yumi's face, he was curious about how the girl's mood changed so quickly, and it was from the same face.
"Night, why are you pinching my face! My face is going to be rounded. ”
Ding Youmi hurriedly rescued his face, he was a melon seed face. It's just a little baby fat, and it's a little round.
Let him pinch it again...... It's pinched into a round face, and it's even worse if it becomes a long face.
Han Feiye still looked at his hands, and there seemed to be a warm touch on them.
"Eh, night night~"
"What's wrong?"
"Why are you always in a daze! Also, thank you for today's events......" Ding Youmi suddenly stopped talking, only to see her suddenly approaching Han Feiye and sniffing.
"Strange, how can I smell a mushy smell, and no one is cooking here!"
Hearing this, Han Feiye ran away, Ding Youmi didn't know if he knew......
Ding Youmi looked at Han Feiye so flustered, and he was very puzzled. Straight out barefoot.
When I followed to the kitchen, I saw Han Feiye hurriedly turned off the fire, and the red dates, wolfberries, and longan porridge in the pot were all dry.
Night and night, you ...... Thank you! Ding Youmi walked over and reached out to pat Han Feiye.
"Okay, you go out first, how can there be a big man in the kitchen."
Ding Youmi pushed the disheartened Han Feiye out and pressed him on the sofa.
"I'm going to clean up the kitchen now, and you sit here and give me a rest while you do your business. I don't know tired after a day of running. ”
It was rare for Han Feiye to see her so strong, and nodded obediently.
Ding Youmi also touched Han Feiye's hair in a hurry, and went to clean up the "battlefield".
Han Feiye took out his mobile phone and began to process the documents sent to him by his assistant, looking at the kitchen from time to time.
When I looked up, I saw Ding Youmi walking around the kitchen with a jingle cat's apron.
From time to time, broken hair fell down and was hooked behind her ears by her dexterous hands, and her snow-white jade feet looked so cute.
Han Feiye didn't have the heart to deal with the documents at all, so he got up and went upstairs.
When Ding Youmi came out with hot milk, he found that the person on the sofa was gone, "What's the matter?" Could it be that he is in a hurry to leave? Anyway, let's talk about it!
Alas, milk, milk, I sacrificed you for nothing to replenish that man's brain cells. ”
"Who said that he died in vain!" Han Feiye held the pink slippers that did not match him in his hand, "Stretch your feet over." ”
Ding Youmi naturally enjoyed Han Dashao's service, and the sense of loss in his heart just now disappeared completely.
"Okay, is this glass of milk for me? Thanks stupid, it seems that you don't care about me. ”
"Hmph, if it weren't for today's events, I'd definitely kill you if you made my kitchen like that."
"Really? Who thought I was so lost and sad just now! ”
Ding Youmi stood on tiptoe and looked at him, "Am I afraid of waste?" If you still don't like it, give it back to me. ”
"I like it." The three words blurted out made Han Feiye stunned, what was wrong with him?
"That's terrible." When Ding Yumi stepped back, his foot touched the table, and he lost his balance all of a sudden.
Han Fei's eyes caught her quickly, but ......