Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 300

She did what she said, and soon, she chose what she wanted to do, put on the apron, rolled up the sleeves, and tossed up and down in the kitchen, finding all the materials, and Mosuo started working with her palm.

Confidence is great, and wishes are also good, but some things are not always as expected.

Obviously the materials are the same, the heat is adjusted according to the method above, and even the time is kept to the exact same minute, but why is it different?
She took a spoonful of something she made and put it in her mouth. Well, frowning with pain on her face, she quickly ran to the side and spit it out. If he ate this kind of thing, he would probably be alive and well in the next second. go to the hospital.

After Ning Siyuan fell asleep, when he opened his eyes again, the sky was already gray, his mind became clearer, and most of his headache miraculously disappeared. Khan made him uncomfortable.

Looking around, he didn't see Yaling in the room, he was stunned, and quickly walked to the door, before his fingers touched the doorknob, the door was pushed open.

"Awake?" Yaling was also taken aback by him, but in the next second, he pushed him in with his arms, turned around and kicked the door: "How can you get out of bed casually? You will catch a cold."

"It's much better, your method is very effective." He smiled and glanced at the things in her hand.

She followed his gaze and laughed too: "You're hungry."

He nodded, Yaling watched him sit down by the bed, and then nervously brought the things in front of him.

He took a soup spoon, took a sip of the soup, put it in his mouth, swallowed it slowly, took another bite of the vegetables on the plate, and finally took another sip of plain porridge.

Wiping the corners of his mouth and raising his head, Ya Ling was looking at him without blinking. Seeing that he finished eating, he quickly asked: "How is it? Is the taste too strong? Are the dishes too simple?"

He just looked at her quietly, without saying a word, and kept seeing Ya Ling feeling a little guilty: "What's wrong? Is there such a bad one?"

"Auntie did it."

He said.

Her face turned red, and she wanted to quibble a few words, but seeing his confident look, she no longer had the confidence: "Well, there is no way to eat the things I make, so..."

"So, ran home to get things and came back?"

She nodded, a little embarrassed after being exposed the lie: "Mom's craftsmanship is better, no matter how hard I work, the things I make can only be eaten by myself."

There was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand and pushed the thing in front of him aside, and said a little waywardly: "But, I just want to eat what you made, what should I do?"

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "Stop making trouble."

He leaned forward in front of her and looked up at her drooping head: "I have eaten it a few times, and I really like it. What does it matter to us whether other people like it or not? I just like it."

Her eyes gradually lit up, and he added: "Besides, a man's wish is sometimes very simple. If he wakes up, he can have his lover's love in front of him, and he will be very happy."

She glanced away, the smile on the corner of her mouth looked so shy, and his palm was up, dragging her face, carefully holding the smile: "Will it be troublesome?"

She shook her head: "Then, go back and rest obediently, I'll be fine soon."

After speaking, he left like a gust of wind.

Later, he finally ate the so-called nostalgic food in his mouth. He ate it hard, biting it very drunk, and swallowed it as if he liked it very much. Opposite, looking at him happily eating.

"Drool is about to flow out." He flicked her nose with his fingers, and seeing her silly smile again, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

Although she really didn't want to let her go, but later on, the aunt called several times to urge her not to stay with him, and even if she was reluctant, he would send her back.

"They said that you don't need to send it. If you have a fever again tonight, you must call me."

Ya Ling, who was about to walk into the house, turned around and told her worriedly. He nodded, gestured on the phone, and watched her walk into the door. After a long while, he drove away.

After his car left, Ya Ling poked his head out of the door, looked at the place where he left for a long time, then turned and entered the house.

"I still know how to come back."

As soon as she entered the room, she heard her mother say this sourly. Yaling stuck out her tongue and saw her father blinking at her desperately beside her mother, so she obediently moved to her mother's lap, and put her head on her head. Pinching his nose, he said: "Mom, he said that today's dinner is delicious, he has never eaten such a delicious thing, and he also said that the person who can make such food must be ingenious, with a heart of high quality and blue heart." woman, and ah, he"

"Okay, okay, don't talk to me anymore, I don't care about you, I'm going upstairs."

Ya Ling's mother crossed her arms and went upstairs, leaving only father and daughter blinking at each other.

Just after returning to the bedroom, Yaling received a call from Ning Siyuan. After the intimacy in the morning, there was some inexplicable affection between the two of them. There was not much substantive content in the two words, but it was enough After chatting for more than two hours, Ning Siyuan finally hung up the phone because he was concerned that Yaling would get up early tomorrow.

Early the next morning, the same scene was still playing out.

Yaling's mother was nagging about Yaling in the kitchen as usual, and Yaling couldn't wait to run out to someone's car.

The ten-minute drive felt a bit short to both of them. The car was parked on the side of the street next to the small shop. Ning Siyuan watched Ya Ling eat the last piece of snack he baked with his own hands, and then wiped her mouth. There were still stains on the side, and she still didn't want to open the car door, so a gentleman asked her to get out of the car.

"Call me if you have anything, don't get too tired, and tell me if you can't solve it."

"If you forget to take your medicine, I will call regularly to check."

The two spoke almost in unison, and after they finished speaking, they both laughed a little shyly.

"I'm going down first, drive carefully."

"Of order." He smiled, with his right hand pen reaching his forehead.

He watched her walk into the store safely, then took out his mobile phone, and wrote a text message: There are still a long time ahead. After writing, he clicked on her name and sent it.

Soon, a text message came from over there: We, together.
On this day, the store was not very busy, and the children from nearby schools were all going to the sports meeting, so even though Fei asked for leave, Yaling didn't feel how busy it was.

However, a very strange customer came to the store, a man who should not appear in this kind of small store.

(End of this chapter)