The beauty of the fishing department has become a heartthrob in love

Chapter 40 Horror Film Atmosphere
Yan Qingyao didn't think there was anything, but it was a little funny, "I think you are really hungry, and I happen to be hungry too, let's go down and get something to eat."

"No need, it's too troublesome." Ye Xing lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

"What's the trouble? There's everything in the refrigerator. It's very convenient to get something to eat."

Yan Qingyao took the cup in his hand and put it on the cabinet next to it, "You can't solve it just by drinking water like this, and you can't take medicine without food in your stomach. Let's go, let's go downstairs."

She pulled Ye Xing and dragged him out of bed.

Then looking at Ye Xing's thin clothes, Yan Qingyao looked back and picked up her small blanket from the bed, and put it on Ye Xing's body, "Your clothes are too thin, put on a blanket, this is just washed before I came here Yes, clean."

The fluff of the blanket is very long, and the fur feels good to the touch. It is draped in a thin layer on the body, and the warm temperature directly melts into the body.

Ye Xing's movement of trying to get rid of the blanket stopped, and he pinched the edge of the blanket with his hands. Looking at Yan Qingyao's gentle side face under the light, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have a villain's heart.

Yan Qingyao just has a good personality and is gentle and soft to everyone, she doesn't intend to get close to him on purpose or to stir up CP.

It's just that there were too many people with ulterior motives in the circle in the past, so he couldn't tell the difference, so he simply stayed on guard, but among those people who really wanted to rub him, who ever cared whether he was really uncomfortable?
"I'll put on some shoes first, you wait." Yan Qingyao let go of him, went back to the bed, and found slippers from under the bed.

Ye Xing let out a breath of hot air and mustered up his courage, "I don't dislike any of your gifts."

"Ah?" Yan Qingyao turned her head, "Did you say a thermos cup? Now you know! In fact, a thermos cup is very practical, because you have a bad stomach, you must drink hot water often, and you can't drink cold water Try not to drink."

"En." Ye Xing whispered, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Yan Qingyao put on her slippers and walked towards him, "This is all from my experience. I didn't pay much attention to my body before, and I couldn't figure out the important order of life. Later, I understood. These The more you experience things, the more you will understand, and you will understand in the future.”

"However, sometimes you will regret it if you understand it too late, so you should pay attention to your physical condition from now on and take good care of your health." Yan Qingyao urged earnestly.

Her words are really like the words of a middle-aged man who has gone through thousands of sails, turning around to persuade the younger generation.

It's like the kind of elder who has gone through the storm.

Ye Xing looked at Yan Qingyao's immature face with a maturity that didn't match her age, and accidentally understood a word that fans often say - cute contrast.

It's really cute...

"Okay, let's go downstairs first, I will tell you the truth of life while cooking." Yan Qingyao pulled him out of the room.

The corridor is pitch-black, only the blue floor lamps are lit on the stairs, and the atmosphere is quite scary.

Ye Xing subconsciously breathed lightly, and secretly pinched the corner of Yan Qingyao's clothes with one hand, and squeezed it tightly.

Yan Qingyao was immersed in thinking about what to eat later, but she didn't realize this, and asked, "What kind of porridge do you like? Do you like sweet ones?"

"Why porridge?" Ye Xing asked.

"Stomach is uncomfortable like yours. It's not suitable to eat too blunt food at night. Some porridge nourishes the stomach, and it's warm and thick." Yan Qingyao said, "If the soup is not too time-consuming, it can actually be made Order some soup, I know how to make soup best, and I will give it to you next time I have a chance."

"En." Ye Xing responded, trying not to pay attention to the dark surroundings, focusing on talking to Yan Qingyao, distracting, "Can you cook any dish?"

(End of this chapter)