honey love diamond cold wife

Glancing quickly to the left and right, she pulled the girl into the room, "You stole the buns and gave them to me, will they punish you if they find out?"

"No!" The girl smiled sweetly. She had a lovely baby face with deep dimples on the left side of her smile. She was very cute and immature. Hidden, no one knows—”

"Why do you do such a thing?"

"Miss Liuli, have you forgotten who I am? The last time I was in the hospital, if you hadn't pleaded with Luo Shao for me, I'm afraid I would have been living on the street by now..."

Oh, she finally remembered!

This girl seems to be an orphan after the earthquake in the mountains, her parents died, and she was recruited by Qin's mother to work in Leng Yu's house by chance.

When she was in the hospital a few months ago, she took care of her briefly, like a little girl in the kitchen.

I remember that she accidentally broke a cup and plate in the hospital. At that time, she was trembling with fright, and she was about to cry under Ye Siluo's stare. It was she who pleaded for her, and Ye Siluo sent her back to Leng Yu. house, another old maid took care of her. ． ． ． ． ．

Unexpectedly, an unintentional act of kindness at that time would receive such unexpected feedback.

"No, Miss Liuli, hurry up and eat, or it won't taste good if it cools down!" His hands were stretched out in front of her again stubbornly, and the innocent eyes sincerely invited her.

Cheng Liuli reached out to take those buns, the aroma was lingering, and the tentacles were still hot|hot, which shows that this little girl has a delicate mind.

"...Thank you...what's your name..." Damn it, she even forgot the little girl's name.

"My name is Cao Miner, but everyone calls me Minmin."

"Okay, Minmin, I really...thank you..."

"You're welcome, Sister Liuli, eat quickly, I have to wash the dishes quickly, I will bring you breakfast tomorrow..."

Cheng Liuli opened her mouth, trying to tell Minmin not to take any more risks, but the girl had already smiled sweetly, opened the door and ran out.

Cheng Liuli held those small buns in her hand, lifted one of them and took a bite, the stuffing was pure lean meat, neither fat nor greasy, mixed with green diced green onion, it smelled delicious and tasted even better. fragrant. ． ． ． ． ．

She choked up a bit. In this life, she has eaten countless delicacies, whether it is the Angedean veal that Chu Yilun transported by air from Europe, or the world-famous beef that Yesilo specially sent from Kobe, Japan. Spotted shrimp. ． ． ． ． ．

However, none of them are as delicious as the ordinary steaming steamed buns in hand. ． ． ． ． ．

The so-called icing on the cake is easy, but giving charcoal in the snow is difficult.

When everyone in the world worships high and steps down, only such a little girl who is not polluted by the world can give her a ray of nourishment like an oasis, which makes her even more grateful. ． ． ． ． ．

After a few steamed buns fell down, the empty city plan was finally stopped in the belly, and I was so tired that I lay on the bed with all my clothes on, with the roll of clothes on my pillow, covered with that thin windbreaker, and died of sleep in a short while. past.

Several times in the middle of the night, she woke up dimly under the constant noise above her head, perhaps because she was too tired, and fell asleep again in a daze several times.