Contract Lover: Mr.Huo, happy every night

"I guess you won't." Ling Xue said with a smile, her eyes bent.

"See what you mean, you're going to help me sew buttons." Wen Yu said naughtily.

"I won't help you. Why should I help you?" Ling Xue pouted and said.

"If you don't help me, I'll buy a new one." Wen Yu also replied.

Although Ling Xue said so, she still wanted to help him sew it in her heart“ What are you standing for now? How can I mend your shirt if you don't take it off? "

Realizing this, Wen Yu quickly takes off his shirt and only wears a vest inside. Ling Xue took the shirt in his hand. She felt it on her hand and felt a warm feeling. She knew that it was Wenyu's temperature.

The shirt still has a faint fragrance, which is estimated to be the smell of Wen Yu.

After that, Ling Xue picked up a needle and thread and began to mend his clothes. Wen Yu quietly sits aside and looks at Ling Xue who is seriously sewing clothes. What she has is not someone else's clothes, but her own clothes. Wen Yu feels very sweet when she thinks about it.

"Your hands are really clever. You are clever." Wen Yu praised aside.

"Look what you said." Ling Xue said with a smile.

"After that, I lost my buttons. You helped me mend them." Wen Yu continued happily.

"I'm not." Ling Xue felt a little funny, but she still tightly pursed her lips and said to Wen Yu.

"If you don't want to, I'll pester you every day." Wen Yu said.

The two said as they spoke. After a while, Ling Xue had mended Wen Yu's button“ It's done. " Ling Xue said with a sigh of relief, and then returned the shirt to its owner and put it in Wen Yu's hand.

Wen Yu was very happy and said in surprise, "I admire it so fast."

I saw that the button of the shirt had been well pasted there, as if it had been there all the time. It had never fallen off.

"This time, I don't have to buy a new shirt." Wen Yu said happily.

"In the future, if I can marry you, it will be my greatest blessing." Looking forward to the future, Wen Yu showed a happy smile on his face.

Ling Xue didn't speak, and Wen Yu didn't mind. He knew it all needed time to change slowly. Ling Xue just agreed with herself, but all this is just the beginning. She needs to change her heart and make more efforts.

He believes that through his own efforts, he can get Ling Xue's whole heart.

As Wen Yu spoke, he put on the shirt.

"That's nice." Wen Yu couldn't help saying again. This is what he wanted to say in his heart.

"Good what?" Ling Xue didn't think so much for a moment. She blurted out without thinking. When she said it, she realized that she shouldn't ask this, as if she knew it.

"It's nice to be with you." Wen Yu replied.

"You see, the porridge has been spilled just now, and you haven't eaten much. You must be hungry?" Wen Yu asked. Ling Xue hears Wen Yu's words and subconsciously touches her stomach. It seems that she is really hungry.

Looking at Ling Xue's expression, Wen Yu guessed that her stomach should be hungry because she didn't eat much porridge just now. He went to the kitchen and said to Ling Xue as he walked, "it seems that I'm going to show my chef's talent."

Ling Xue sat in place and watched Wen Yu calmly enter the kitchen. At this time, the sleeves on both sides of his shirt had been slightly pulled up, looking particularly capable. Ling Xue didn't expect that one day, Wen Yu, an elite in the workplace, would go to the kitchen for himself. What a warm move.

If a person is willing to do something for you that he doesn't often do before, it shows that he loves you very much.

When Wen Yu walked into the kitchen, he began to get busy again. He thought he would make some delicious food for Ling Xue, not only these porridge, but also some new things. That's good.

He looked at everything calmly and showed great composure.

He saw the fried egg model of love and wondered why he didn't fry a poached egg for Ling Xue. It was still in the shape of love and could show his mind. Why isn't it a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

He began to pick up the model, started a fire, and then began to get it up. He went to the refrigerator, opened the door and took out the eggs.

He gently knocked the egg on the table. The egg soon cracked a small crack due to gravity. He quickly moved the egg to the pot, and then began to peel off the eggshell. The egg seemed to break free from the bondage, and soon broke away from the eggshell and entered the pot.

The eggs and oil crackled because of the temperature of the fire. The whole fire was controlled very well, and the eggs didn't burn.

Soon, the love fried egg was completed with his heart.

He looked at the love fried egg and felt warm in his heart. He felt that Ling Xue must be very happy to see it.

He carefully filled the eggs, and did not dare to use too much force. He was afraid that he would break the fried eggs of love, so of course he had to be careful. As soon as it comes out, the smell of eggs comes to my nostrils. It's really fragrant. It looks like I have a good appetite and my stomach will be hungry.

"Come, come." Wen Yu takes the egg out, puts it on the table and says to Ling Xue.

"What is it?" Ling Xue stood up from the sofa and asked curiously. She even couldn't wait to know what Wen Yu had done in the kitchen for a long time. She felt very curious.

"Just look at it. I'm sure you'll like it." Wen Yu didn't say it clearly, but he sold it and said.

Ling Xue went to the table, and the fried egg in the shape of love was completely displayed in front of her, especially the shape of love, which was deeply engraved in her heart. It turned out that Wen Yu was making this for herself in the kitchen.

Through this love shaped fried egg, Ling Xue can feel a strong love, very straightforward, without a trace of cover.

But this is the most real appearance of life. Ling Xue likes real things. She doesn't like those false things. They are flashy.

Only the real things can last for a long time and go far, and those false things can not stand the test of time. Although they have survived for a period of time, they will be washed away by the torrent of time sooner or later, as if they no longer exist.

It's a good thing to show your most true side.