99 days of honey love, lover never expires

Chapter 210 I want to eat your cooking 2
"..."

Opened his mouth, Assistant Li seemed to have forgotten what to say, and after a quick look, it was Su Xiaoyan, his boss.

Su Xiaoyan actually laughed, she didn't expect him to give it away, so she couldn't close her mouth with joy.

Holding the man's arm, he followed him upstairs.

With a slight push of the hand on the door, Bo Fengyan suddenly withdrew his hand, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Let Su Xiaoyan take a look at him, complaining a bit, she originally planned to talk to Jiang Linqing about the relationship between the two of them.

Just looking at the man, it seems that he subconsciously thought of his own sake.

I can't help but feel that he has really changed. Three years ago, he only considered himself in everything.

And three years later, more consideration was given to her.

How can such a man ask her to let go now?

Thinking of this, she put her hand on the man's arm again, Jiang Linqing stood by the door, looked at it without saying anything, she called the two of them in, sat in the living room and waited to eat.

But Su Xiaoyan waited for a while and went into the kitchen to help wash the vegetables.

Qin's mother in the kitchen seemed to be very curious about what kind of man the young lady brought back.

The head has been leaning against the door, and one head is almost attached to the big big hand sitting on the sofa holding the remote control.

Well, the man is very tall, at least about 1.8 meters five. There is a diamond-shaped button on the black shirt, and the neckline is slightly open, which makes people want to look up. .

That face, how should I put it, was handsome with a hint of coldness.

Even in the hot and steamy kitchen, it can be felt that the man's coldness seems to be in a state of continuous rise.

Looking at Qin's mother, she suddenly felt like a deer was jumping around in her heart, but after touching those cold eyes, she suddenly shrank her head, and there was a trace of cold eyes with no emotion. Drive people into the abyss of eternal doom.

It's simply the best. For Qin's mother who has entered the middle-aged aunt stage, seeing such a man one more time, it feels like living an extra year.

I couldn't help but wiped my saliva, coughed twice, and started to brush the pot again.

From time to time, his eyes would look at Su Xiaoyan who was washing the dishes, um, the young lady has better eyesight than the madam, looking at that man is the kind who will be devoted.

Feeling that Qin's mother is always looking at her, at that time she was smiling, and at other times her face was bitter as if she was thinking about something.

Jiang Linqing was cutting vegetables aside, her thoughts were not on her hands at all, and she suddenly felt a pain in her hands after cutting.

Raising his hand, he realized that the knife had scratched his finger, and traces of bright red blood fell on the cutting board.

Seeing that Su Xiaoyan quickly took out the mouth stickers from the cabinet next to her, Qin's mother was inevitably not there, "Ma'am, hurry up and get out! If you continue to work hard, you will give up the whole kitchen... ..."

She obviously wanted to cook a meal, but she really didn't have any talent in this area, Jiang Linqing showed a trace of apology on her face.

Let Qin's mother look very awkward, and sat down in the dining room and waited honestly. Jiang Linqing's eyes also fell on Bo Fengyan who was on the sofa in the living room.

Such a man, can his daughter be with him?

When she was standing at the door, she saw her daughter holding his arm.

Jiang Linqing didn't show any expression on her face, but she was already worried in her heart, thinking about it all the time, for fear that she would go her own way.

With a mouth-opening sticker wrapped around her finger, Su Xiaoyan obediently sat beside Jiang Linqing for a while.

But seeing that Qin's mother was busy in the kitchen, she stood up.

Just when she was about to stand up, one hand held her with a gentle hand.

Looking back, Jiang Linqing showed a trace of worry on her face. That kind of worry was like her in the past. She was like this three years ago. She was still afraid and worried even though her daughter was by her side.

Fear and worry are not difficult to see from her face.

Su Xiaoyan sat down again, and put her hand on hers.

Jiang Linqing couldn't help but glanced at the living room again. It seemed that Bo Fengyan hadn't looked this way. She had been pressing a big stone in her heart since just now, and the voice she wanted to make several times in her throat was finally looking at it. The face of his own daughter.

A similar face, the same as her past, this pure face made the man's eyes shine.

He seemed to remember the same face that afternoon when he first met Su Zhengkang.

Let her, Song Qingping and Su Zhengkang start to get entangled thoroughly.

"Xiaoyan."

"Does he love you?"

It was a bit old-fashioned, but Jiang Linqing insisted on asking, as if in the past, she had asked Su Zhengkang to say such things to her countless times.

When I was young, I always thought that if you love, you have to say it.

But as the age slowly deepens, so many years have passed.

Those past loves have turned into the most straightforward and simple past.

Even in the face of herself who is no longer young, Jiang Linqing still asks this question with the same fondness for the past.

"He loves me!" There was no hesitation, no doubt.

A firm heart and firm persistence on his face are just like his past self.

Jiang Linqing looked at Su Xiaoyan like this, her daughter, her eyes gradually became moist for some reason, who did she think of, Su Zhengkang?

The same was true for the former man, who made her love him deeply, even if he married her best friend and had a child.

She still looked at it, loving like a mistress.

Yes, from the moment Song Qingping and Su Zhengkang got married, Jiang Linqing had become a mistress.

Obviously she was the one who loved first, but why did she end up like this in the end, a pregnant woman, a woman who gave birth to a child but couldn't give her a family.

After repeated thinking, Jiang Linqing slowly pushed back to the past, and now she is a mother who can stand in front of her daughter and protect her.

Su Xiaoyan was a little nervous, but also a little shy, her eyes kept on Jiang Linqing's face.

Instead of a young face, you can still see something like yourself.

Those eyes were covered with dust from so many years, and the dust was washed out by time.

Trying to smile, Jiang Linqing finally showed a smile on her face after repeated thinking. She said softly, "He loves you, so Mom won't worry."

he loves you.

Mom doesn't worry anymore.

This sentence filled her mind all of a sudden, Su Xiaoyan didn't know how to express her thoughts, her mouth suddenly became clumsy at this moment.

Obviously she can say, say something, but in this sentence of her mother, she seems to hear something.

A pair of big hands were gently placed on her head. The soft hair always made Jiang Linqing want to wash her hair, but she never washed her daughter's hair.

Let Jiang Linqing suddenly say, "May I wash your hair that day?"

Su Xiaoyan nodded, stood up, and suddenly a cold gaze fell on her face.

She looked over, and at some point, Bo Fengyan had already looked over.

Jiang Linqing was taken aback suddenly, and patted her on the shoulder randomly.

Su Xiaoyan, who sat over, still had a trace of shyness on her face. In such an environment, she brought him home for her mother to have a look at.

I don't know what the man is thinking.

She came in without saying a word, which made her face not only shy, but also a little nervous.

It seemed that the cold gaze slowly moved away from her face and landed on her head, a strand of hair was covered with a little bit of flour.

Bo Fengyan patted her off lightly, then narrowed his eyes slightly, "I want to eat your cooking."

Such a sudden sentence made Su Xiaoyan's eyes widen. She can only cook some very ordinary dishes that ordinary people can't handle.

But the man's eyes kept falling on her, with a trace of coldness, which made Su Xiaoyan unable to refuse.

The big and wide hands had moved from the hair to her hands at some point.

Caressing those smooth hands carefully, Bo Fengyan smiled slightly, "I only eat..."

"You cook."

The eyebrows were raised slightly, with a hint of playfulness, which made Su Xiaoyan's face involuntarily hot, and she couldn't do anything about being teased by the man.

That gaze locked on her tightly, and it was extremely hot.

"What's the matter?" Bo Fengyan's cold tone approached, his big hands unconsciously caressed her face, and the heat on her face slowly began to heat up.

She didn't know where to put her hands, Su Xiaoyan was terrified, her face was so ashamed that she didn't know what to do.

There was no response from the woman for a long time.

Those cold eyes became more emotional, the cold breath was getting closer and closer, and the thin lips brushed across her face, with a hint of emotion, the woman was suddenly taken aback and her body became very stiff.

Su Xiaoyan's face was filled with embarrassment, and Jiang Linqing's eyes that had been watching from there never stopped.

This feeling, in her mother's house, the two of them.

Jumped up as if escaping, stammered a few words, "I,, do,,"

I did two words and kept up with the battlefield.

Su Xiaoyan rushed into the kitchen with her hands and feet stiff like a little woman.

Looking at Bo Fengyan who was sitting on the sofa behind him, he couldn't help laughing, he was really a little grinder that he loved and hated at the same time.

...

Bingping bang bang in the kitchen, Su Xiaoyan already wanted to cry.

How many eggs have been broken? This behavior is very similar to the scene where Jiang Linqing wanted to scramble an egg and broke all the eggs three years ago.

I didn't expect that such a day would come to me, with a sense of a strong man gone forever.

She insisted on cracking another egg, and she breathed a sigh of relief when the yolk got into the bowl.

Mother Qin moved the other bowl full of eggshells to one side with a smile, and sat on the side without intending to help.

A little oil was poured into the pot, and my heart was nervous, and my hands were shaking non-stop.

It was Su Xiaoyan's first time cooking for Bo Fengyan, she didn't know that she would be so nervous and her hands would shake like this, it's not like her at all.

As long as she thinks about it, it will be her man who eats the food, her man.

She couldn't bear it, that heart that was beating all the time, she kept thinking that she had to do it well the first time, and grab the man's stomach.

(End of this chapter)