For the rest of my life, you are cold and warm

Chapter 1862 Two people's world
Then they would go back to the room to change clothes at the same time. Jian Lingshan still lives in Dongfeng's room, and Dongfeng lives in the room next door.

This is weird in itself, but no one seems to care about it, or completely ignores it, and doesn't think about it at all.

And every time they come out, they also open the door at the same time, and then the two will look at each other and smile, it is really in sync with God, obviously there is no agreement.

Then he would go to pour a glass of water for her, and pour himself a glass, take a few sips, moisten his throat, and the two of them would walk into the kitchen one after the other, usually he was the chef and she was the assistant.

When she made it for the first time, she couldn't recover for a long time, her male god could cook.

The man who usually dresses coquettishly can cook, but his movements are elegant, and the dishes he cooks are comparable to a chef.

"Dongfeng, you...how can you cook?"

The man looked up at her and smiled warmly, like the warm sun in March and the cool breeze in April.

"In the past, I fell in love with a girl. I often saw her eating outside the school. She seemed to be a snack. At that time, I began to pay attention to cooking, thinking that I would cook it for her one day, and use delicious food to trick her into being my daughter. Friends, marry her back home, and use the food circle to stay by my side for the rest of her life."

When Dong Feng said this, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, she thought, he must love that girl very much.

Jian Lingshan could clearly feel that her heart was stuffy and uncomfortable, as if she was locked in a confined space and couldn't find a way out for a while, but she didn't show it on the surface, anyway, she was used to forbearance .

She has been in love with her for ten years, and she has been madly in love with her, but she has never shown it in front of others, but when the night is quiet, she will always sit in front of the bay window, look at the night outside, and quietly miss the person in her heart, it seems like this Only then can she support her to move forward without stopping.

Jian Lingshan was only immersed in her own memories, and didn't notice that Dongfeng was looking at her almost obsessively at this time. This is not the expression of someone who reunited after a long absence and confessed for the first time. On the contrary, it looks like a deep love for many years.

If someone broke in, if they saw their getting along, they would mistake it for a newlywed couple who had been in love for many years. It was really harmonious and beautiful.

After dinner, she likes to lie on the sofa and doesn't want to move, but he likes to take a walk, and then he will drag her out for a walk.

"Hey, you can't lie down immediately after eating. This habit is not good. You need to change it!" So, ignoring her angry eyes, he still smiled at her gently, took her hand and walked together in the green forest of the community. After a few laps, if there is no food at home, he will drag her to the convenience store at the door to pick some, and buy her some snacks she likes by the way.

It's really easy for people to sink into this kind of day, and then covet its warmth and tranquility, and don't want to come out.

I often see their community property management, and every time I see them, I always smile: This young couple is really loving.

In the evening, they don't like to watch TV very much, and then they will nest in his study room, they live in one side, back to back to do their own things, he handles his company's business, she also has to be busy with hers Business.

Want to see each other, just turn around to see each other, of course, sometimes they will turn around at the same time, and then look at each other.

She found that many things between them were becoming more and more synchronized, which was terribly unexpected.

It's like it was discussed in advance.

Sometimes, he would get up and go out, and when he came back, he would carry a bowl of fresh fruit salad in his hand and put it in front of her, and she was not polite, enjoying it as if it was a matter of course.

(End of this chapter)