Feeling that Su Changyan seemed to have put something between the ends of his hair, Ning Xuelu was not annoyed, and took out the small mirror he brought with him and took a photo.

Black hair and snow skin, red lips and watery eyes, and a cyan hairpin inserted into the unbeaded bun, elegant but not vulgar, soft but not charming, Ning Xueluo's face immediately showed a smile.

My heart was tickling, and the feather began to scratch lightly again.

Seeing Ning Xuelu feeling sorry for Gu Ying in the small mirror, Su Changyan got closer to her, and Su Changyan's face happened to appear in the mirror.

His eyes were a little puffy, his face was pale, and he looked a little haggard than when he first saw him, which looked a little out of place compared to Ning Xueluo's gentle and generous cheeks with red.

And in those eyes, for a moment, there seemed to be a coldness.

Ning Xueluo was a little strange, and took a closer look.

Su Changyan smiled at the mirror, and his whole person added a little softness, looking much gentler.

The coldness I saw just now was probably an illusion reflected in the mirror, after all, Su Changyan was such a gentle person.

Ning Xueluo put down the mirror, turned around, and wanted to say something, but Su Changyan took the lead in opening his mouth, "Xueluo, I want to visit tomorrow." ”

Ning Xueluo instantly forgot what he wanted to say before, and raised his head to look at Su Changyan, his eyes were a little swollen, and he still had a bit of tiredness.

Looking at Su Changyan like this, Ning Xuelu felt that her heart softened a little.

The whole heart seemed to be thrown into a pile of feathers, soft, soft, itchy, indescribably tasteful, but it was so comfortable.

"Good. Thousands of emotions turned into smiles, meaning bloomed at the corners of Ning Xueluo's mouth, and the whole person exuded a strong sweet smell of gardenias. In this winter, it melts any piece of ice like the first warm sun.

It's a pity that Su Changyan's heart has turned into a stone.

No matter how warm the sun is, it can't melt the stone.

"It's time to get down to business. ”

Su Changyan was as handsome as ever at this moment, and his whole expression was as approachable as when he first met White Rakshasa three years ago, but he was unattainable.

Ning Xuelu suddenly wanted to reach out and touch the person in front of him to confirm his authenticity and confirm whether this sentence came from his mouth.

Su Changyan leaned over lightly and helped her pull a strand of loose hair behind her ear.

Su Changyan's fingers were extremely gentle, and he didn't touch Ning Xueluo at all, only the air flow brushed by, and Ning Xueluo's ears immediately began to burn.

Su Changyan seemed to be smiling, Ning Xuelu quickly lowered his head, turned around and began to trot, "I'll go back first and talk to the elders about this." ”

Watching Ning Xuelu run away, the smile on Su Changyan's face immediately faded, his eyes were as cold as ice, he gathered a ball of snow from the ground, and rubbed his hands heavily with snow water, as if he wanted to wipe away the touch sensation generated by his fingers just now.

In the main hall of the Ning family, Ning Donglai and Xiang Luzhi sat on the main seat, Ning Xueluo sat next to Xiang Luzhi, and Su Changyan sat next to Ning Donglai.

Ning Donglai was very dissatisfied with Su Changyan, he came to Dongqi for more than four months, and he came to visit when the New Year was approaching, and he wanted to marry his baby daughter when he came to visit, how could it be reasonable.

Xiang Luzhi was very satisfied with such a handsome young man, listening to Su Changyan's speech, nodding frequently, Su Changyan presented Su Yuancheng specially sent the frost-resisting flower hibiscus cake had already ordered someone to put it on the plate.

Seeing that her husband wanted to have a cold face, Xiang Luzhi warmed up at the right time and said, "Long words, I still ate this hibiscus cake you gave me when I was young, and I have been thinking about its taste for so many years, and today is really a blessing for Xue'er." ”

After speaking, he also gestured to Ning Xuelu with his eyes.

Xue Luo immediately realized, "Yes, this hibiscus crisp has a pleasant aroma, polarized in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, it is really delicious." ”

"There are a lot of delicate and delicious snacks in Jiangnan, look at this girl, people still think we treat you harshly. Xiang Luzhi said with a smile.

"Long words, do you have a craftsman who can make this dim sum, leave one here, and make it for your mother from time to time. ”

Ning Donglai blew his beard and glared, "Hmph, what, here, there, this is your home." "Before we got married, my elbow turned outward.

Ning Xuelu pouted, showing a rare appearance of her little daughter's delicateness.

Su Changyan said at the right time, "I will also do this dim sum Changyan, why don't you call a maid to come over, and I can dictate the method." ”

"Chunhong, you are skillful, you come and listen. Ning Xuelu immediately commanded.

Chunhong was suddenly named, her body trembled for a moment, and then she stood up.

Su Changyan nodded gently at Chunhong, Chunhong looked at such a face, and the whole person immediately relaxed.

"Actually, it's easy to say, the raw materials are nothing more than glutinous rice, lard, syrup, and flower petals. ”

"Slice rice cakes made from glutinous rice, stir-fry them in lard, mix them with boiled syrup, put them into square molds and compact, sprinkle them with frosting and flower petals, and cut them out of the mold. As for this mold, it is a coincidence, I really asked someone to bring two sets over. ”

"Ah, it's that simple. Chunhong, will you meet?" Ning Xuelu immediately responded at the right time, turned his head to look at Chunhong, and his eyes kept blinking, emitting signals.

Chunhong could only stubbornly reply, "Yes, yes." ”

"Good, come, I'll give you a piece to eat. Ning Xuelu said and handed a piece of hibiscus crisp to Chunhong's mouth.

"Hmph. Ning Donglai no longer picks thorns, and silently brushes his sense of existence.

Su Changyan took out a black stone and presented it to Ning Donglai, "Uncle, this is a piece of Hui ink that Changyan got when he traveled in his early years, I heard Xue Luo say, you are quite accomplished in calligraphy, and this Hui Mo finally has to meet a good master today." ”

As soon as Ning Donglai saw the ink, his eyes lit up, he pretended to be calm and took it, gently stroked it with his two fingers, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, smelled the bursts of fragrance, and immediately said, "It is indeed Huimo, Changyan, uncle wants to thank you." ”

Ning Xuelu covered her mouth and couldn't help but snicker, this father, obviously a martial arts person, prefers vassal elegance, loves to dance ink, the words are not written well, but the ink is a collection.

"I want to visit my uncle's calligraphy another day, I don't know if I have this honor?"

"Yes, yes, don't change the day, let's go later. Ning Dong said that he was about to stand up and leave with a long speech.

"Father. Ning Xuelu immediately shouted.

Ning Donglai touched his head, with a smile on his face, and looked at Su Changyan with a kind face, "Changyan, don't leave it there and gossip about it, first let's get it right, and I'll eat it, and I'll talk about it later." As soon as Ning Donglai was proud, he forgot all the official words, and the Dongqi accent came out.

Ning Xuelu couldn't bear to look at it directly, and turned her head sideways.

Su Changyan said, "The eight characters of Xue Luo and I have been together since we were children, and if the result is true, my uncle and aunt must have known it for a long time, and the heavens are destined for a good fate." “

Speaking of this, Ning Xuelu glanced at Su Changyan shyly, took a handkerchief and half-covered his face.

Ning Donglai and Xiang Luzhi nodded yes again and again.

"I have brought the eight characters and tokens of Xue Luo today. Trouble my uncle and aunt, take out my eight characters too. ”

After Su Changyan finished speaking, he took out You Longyi from his arms.

Ning Donglai and Xiang Luzhi's faces immediately began to turn pale.