When An Xin carefully returned to the room with these two bowls of wontons, Li Yuanhao was still bowing his head and writing something on the paper seriously, saying that serious men are the most attractive. 『Wuji World No pop-up ads to read. At this moment, all his attention was focused on the few pieces of paper in front of him, and the bright light was like silver on his body, as if it had plated him with a layer of silver light, and he seemed to know nothing.

His smooth and fair face was full of angular coldness, and his dark and deep eyes were slightly drooping, glowing with a charming luster. The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, like two black butterflies flapping their wings. The thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape all show nobility and elegance.

For a moment, An Xin inexplicably felt that her heart was beating a little, and the roots of her ears were also slightly hot. In order to hide her embarrassment, she deliberately raised her voice and said, "Hey, don't just sit there waiting for food, come over and help." ”

Li Yuanhao came back to his senses from the state of being a fan of ru, he stood up and took the bowl in An Xin's hand, and said with a smile: "Why have you been going for so long?" I thought you were going to make a big meal. ”

An Xin said a little proudly: "For me, it's really a big meal." Today is a blessing for you, but this is the first time I have cooked something by myself, and you can't say that it is not delicious, and you must eat it all. ”

Li Yuanhao's eyes were full of thick smiles and doting, and he said in a coaxing tone: "Don't worry, it's the first time you specially cooked something for me." I'm going to eat it all. ”

"What was specially cooked for you, why are you so thick-skinned, I'm just hungry myself. By the way, I'll cook a bowl for you, you know? It's just by the way. Seeing Li Yuanhao's nervous spirit at this time, An Xin said with a bit of a stiff mouth.

Li Yuanhao no longer argues with her so naïvely, in his opinion, whether it is deliberate or incidental, as long as she cooks it herself, it represents her heart. It's the best encouragement for him.

When Li Yuanhao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he picked up the spoon and gently stirred the bowl that had become a ball. When I couldn't see the original face clearly, and it was worthy of the name of 'chaos', a fragrance of sesame oil mixed with shrimp roe came to my face.

The smile on the corner of Li Yuanhao's mouth stiffened, and in a blink of an eye, he said casually: "Why is it shrimp filling?" ”

An Xin didn't notice anything unusual about him. She had scooped up a large spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth. But after all, it was the first time she had cooked it herself, and although the shrimp were a little old and the dough was a little rotten, these did not prevent her from being happy. She said a little vaguely: "The other stuffed wontons have been eaten, and there is only one left, so I can only cook it." It's my dad's favorite flavor, so my mom prepared a lot. You eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold. ”

"Really!" Under the bi gaze of An Xin's eyes. Li Yuanhao finally dug up a spoonful slowly and put it into his mouth. He closed his eyes and chewed carefully, and it took a long time to swallow what was in his mouth. Then he scooped up the second, third, and fourth scoops...... In short, he ate very seriously and religiously, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

When he drank the last drop of soup, An Xin anxiously asked, "How is it?" What does it taste like? Her watery eyes. It's like a puppy in a hurry to get a reward.

Li Yuanhao couldn't help but rub her short hair again and said, "This is the best bowl of wontons I've ever eaten since ten sui." ”

It's a nice thing to say. But An Xin didn't believe it, she said angrily: "You are too exaggerated, I still know my own water quality, obviously it is overcooked, you don't have to praise it so contrary to your will, right?" ”

"No, you don't know, I've eaten many bowls of ravioli, and each bowl tastes many times better than this one. But the people who cook the wontons are just doing it as a job, and I can't get a little bit of it. But today's bowl is different, although it was only cooked for me by the way, but I ate it. ”

Although Li Yuanhao said very indifferently, An Xin didn't know why, she felt that her nose was a little sour, she seemed to see the lonely and helpless ten-siu boy who suddenly lost his parents, although there were countless servants around him, but none of his relatives could listen to him.

An Xin sniffed and said in a rough voice: "Okay, you don't have to say it so pitifully, I will definitely cook another bowl for you tomorrow, and I promise that the heat will be controlled well, and it will not be boiled into a pot of paste." ”

Such a soft-hearted but hard-mouthed An Xin is really cute, Li Yuanhao couldn't help but wanted to rub the top of her hair again, but An Xin quickly stuffed the empty bowl in her hand into his palm, and then said triumphantly: "We should divide labor and cooperate, I cooked the supper, how can you wash this bowl?" ”

An Xin originally thought that Li Yuanhao would be tricked as usual, but he didn't care and said: "Okay, it should be like this, you can't just let you work hard." With that, he really cleaned up the empty bowl on the table and walked out.

"Hey, how can you be so obedient." An Xin originally prepared a stomach of words to deal with him, but he didn't resist, but caught An Xin off guard. She glanced around at the empty room, and suddenly felt a little excited, and she fell on her bed with a "bang".

However, after a long time, Li Yuanhao didn't come back, she muttered softly: "It's just two dishes, why does it take so long?" Gradually, An Xin felt that her consciousness was a little blurred, and she slowly entered her dream.

I don't know how long it took, An Xin felt that someone was gently moving her body, she was taken aback, and opened her eyes suddenly, but saw Li Yuanhao pulling the quilt pressed under her, seeing that she suddenly opened her eyes, he said a little apologetically: "I'm sorry to wake you up, but you just fall asleep like this, you will catch a cold." ”

An Xin closed her eyes again with peace of mind, turned her body to the side, so that he could smoothly pull out the quilt under him, and then gently covered her body, and then heard his gentle voice in her ears: "Anyway, you can't help me, you can only sit on the side, if you are really sleepy, you can sleep first, if there is a result, I will teach you to wake up." ”

An Xin closed her eyes and agreed: "Okay, then don't make it too late, go and rest early, anyway, we still have time." ”

I heard Li Yuanhao chuckle and say, "Okay, I have my own measure." ”

An Xin, who felt that her brain was in chaos, turned over again, and went into her dream again in a daze, but before she went to sleep, a strange thought flashed in her mind, why did Li Yuanhao, who covered herself with a quilt, look a little pale, and there were unwiped water droplets on his forehead.

The next morning, the warm winter sun spilled into the house through the crystal clear glass window, like broken gold, naughty and intimate caressing her cheeks, under the sunlight, An Xin blinked a little ignorantly, and slowly woke up.

Seeing such a bright sunshine in the early morning will make people's hearts become soaring, she involuntarily stretched a big lazy waist, only to suddenly remember that there seemed to be more than one person in the room, and she hurriedly took back the arm that stretched out as white as a lotus root.

An Xin glanced around the room, but only after finding that it was empty, she was relieved. I don't know why, but I was a little disappointed in my heart. She muttered quietly; "This guy, when did he leave, I don't know."

An Xin didn't realize that at this moment, she had committed a martial artist's taboo, and she actually slept unconscious and defenseless in front of another martial artist or a big man.

In fact, she is usually not so unguarded, I don't know why, maybe even she didn't realize that she was particularly presumptuous in front of Li Yuanhao. Her confusion, her cunning, her weakness, her happiness, all showed in front of him.

Although An Xin didn't notice it herself, Li Yuanhao, who was like a person, had already noticed it, and at the same time, he was secretly happy. So he has been consciously indulging her and letting her show her truest side in front of him. It's his success, it's his joy, and it's his treasure.

After An Xin quickly washed up and changed her clothes, she walked downstairs and saw a room full of people sitting in the dining room enjoying a delicious breakfast. An Xiangyu was still joking about Li Yuanhao: "Brother Hao, why are your eyes so red, what were you thinking about last night?" I still want to have insomnia. ”

Li Yuanhao quickly glanced at An Xin, who was going downstairs, and said with a smile: "I thought about a lot of things last night, especially when I thought of your poor buddy, I couldn't sleep even more." ”

An Xiangyu, who was weak-hearted, secretly complained in his heart, why did this Brother Hao refuse to eat at all, like this, can he still talk well and joke well? He sneered and said: "His business, let him go to cao by himself, don't let the people around him worry." ”

But An's mother also asked casually: "Xiaoyu, which of your buddies is in trouble?" also made Yuan Hao worried. ”

Li Yuanhao keenly noticed that An's mother's name for him had changed from a relatively distant Xiao Li to a relatively close Yuan Hao. Li Yuanhao's eyes flashed slightly, and he saw An Xiangyu's pleading gaze again, so he smiled and said: "Xiaoyu said last night that he was a good buddy, because he didn't pass the English level 4 exam, he was in a hurry, and he didn't know what to do." ”

After listening to Li Yuanhao's words, An Xiangyu's heart was greatly relieved, and he looked at Li Yuanhao with emotion. Because An Xiangyu didn't want to let the old people in the family worry because of his own bad things. As soon as Li Yuanhao's words fell, Father An put down the newspaper in his hand, frowned and said, "I don't see it right, right?" "To be continued

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