Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

What's wrong with the fiance's hug?

Look down at her figure. She is not fat!

What's wrong? He still hates it?

Hans is still thinking about whether the face and character of the person who has been washed away will change. Yanyi people have already lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She was so weak that her feet had just stepped on the ground, and her slender figure shook.

Hans was frightened by the precarious appearance. He quickly reached out to hold her.

"Elizabeth, you're still weak. Don't move."

"But you don't like me!"

"That's not disrespect."

"Nonsense!" Yan Yi people stare at him: "I see your disgusted eyes clearly."

Hans couldn't explain clearly. He couldn't help but admit his mistake: "well, it's my fault. I shouldn't question what you said. In the future, what you said is what you said. "

"That's about it." Yan baozi is satisfied and doesn't stare at him.

Hans bent over to hold her, and Yanyi suddenly changed his mind. "You carry me."

What a small ancestor!

Hans kneels down in front of her. The Yanyi lies on his stomach and sticks his face on his back.

In the restaurant, the servant has cooked the thick soup, fried the steak and fried the fish.

The smell of food wafts in the air, causing people to eat.

Sitting in the chair, Yanyi shook his head. Hans asked in a good temper, "not to your liking?"

"I don't like it."

"Then what do you like to eat?"

Yan Yi people frown, some angry, "you must not be a qualified fiance, even I like to eat what do not know."

"I'm sorry, these are all your favorites. I don't know that even these basic things have changed since you lost your memory. "

Yanyi people are confused. Is it true?

Emery woke up. I heard that Hans had gone downstairs with the Yanks on his back. He was too happy to close his mouth.

After washing and dressing, he could not wait to go downstairs and enter the restaurant.

He did not see the yan'i and Hans as he wished. He turned his head and looked cold. "What about Elizabeth and Hans?"

"Miss Elizabeth is crying for porridge. The master is cooking it for her in the kitchen." Said the servant truthfully.

Hans cooking porridge for Yanyi?

Emery's jaw was almost dropped in surprise. Hans, who was too lazy to bake toast, cooked porridge with his hands for experimental research?

God!

It's incredible!

But it also reassured Emory that Hans liked Elizabeth's.

Yanyi people sit on the chair, remote control command Hans, Hans is clumsy, porridge is not good.

But no white Yan Yi people suffered from the white eyes and contempt.

Suddenly, Yanyi people grabbed their hair and looked up and asked Hans, "why can I teach you how to cook porridge when I lose my memory?"

Hans smiled, "because my Elizabeth is a genius."

Yanyi people are in a happy mood and agree with them: "yes, I am a genius!"

Hans was sweating. He stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon. The Yani grabbed a handful of his hair and asked, "why do I have black hair and you have brown hair?"

"You dyed it."

"Is it?"

Yanyi people touch their hair and look at it with appreciative eyes. They nodded solemnly: "it's really beautiful."

Hans found out that Yanyi people have a pretty bad potential.

In a few words, I'm going to boast about myself.

It's very rustling.

Emery, who had been standing at the kitchen door eavesdropping for a while, had more pleats on his face.