Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

The atmosphere was harmonious. Shao Wei frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

"About Nie Shan I have nothing to do with her. "

"Well. I know It's disgusting to be a woman who's obsessed.

Qing Yao'er continued: "I'm just angry that you cheated me by texting that day. Coupled with the shock, I think too much unconsciously."

"I'm just afraid that you'll think too much to keep it from you. I didn't expect that it would backfire."

"If you don't lie, I don't think you are guilty. If you go down in anger, it's still your problem." Qing Yao'er can't be wronged. Obviously, it's the problem of Wan Yi Shao. As soon as she comes back, she still kills her. No one can stand it. What's more, she's so sensitive.

Wan Yi Shao wanted to explain: "I dislike perfume, you spray so much that day, and I feel so bored by Nie Shan that I am so tired that I will not forgive my wife."

Qing Yao'er's ears were red, and he gave her a beating: "what's the blind name?"

"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat. " Seeing that Qing Yao'er was lazy, Wan Yi asked.

"You? Don't tease me Qing Yao'er is merciless. Shao Yao'er has been studying food since she became pregnant. Her cooking skills have made great progress. However, Qing Yao'er is so picky now that ordinary things can't get into her mouth.

Wan Yi Shao is afraid that she is so hungry that she specially invites chefs of various cuisines to wait at home. Qing Yao'er can cook whatever she wants at any time, but Qing Yao'er is there in Xia'an these seven days.

Afraid she can't get used to it, Wan Yi Shao packed the cook and sent it to her. Now she hasn't come back.

Wan Yi Shao Yu was so upset about Qing Yao'er's pettiness that he said with a smile, "cook some porridge to nourish your stomach. Now I have too much to eat, so I can't eat dinner. You can squint for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Qing Yao'er yawns, waves his hand and sleeps comfortably in bed.

Not long after that, Wan Yi Shao went upstairs with steaming porridge.

"Yao'er, I made red bean porridge. I'll get up and have a drink before I go to bed."

I know that Qing Yao'er likes bean food. When making porridge, Shao Wan uses rock sugar and red beans to make porridge. He just hopes that Qing Yao'er can drink more. After all, porridge doesn't take up space, and it doesn't delay dinner. It's the best of both worlds.

The sweet smell of red bean porridge has always been around the tip of the nose. Qing Yaoer's stomach is beating. He didn't eat lunch, and he has been quarreling with Wan Yishao in the bathroom for so long. He will be hungry for a long time, but She's sleepier!

Struggling for a long time, Qing Yao'er opens her eyes with tenacious perseverance, but she can't lift her hand.

"Shao Yu..." The voice is a little weak.

"What's the matter?" Wan Yi Shao is blowing the porridge to cool.

Qing Yao'er closed his eyes again: "do you want to experience the hardships of the ancient slave class?"

Wan Yi Shao pick pick eyebrow: "say people's words."

Qing Yao'er said decisively, "feed me. By the way, pick me up and lean on the head of the bed to save me all over. "

Wan Yi Shao replied: "chirp, old Buddha." Finish saying, will fine Yao son embrace in the bosom, solemnly feed fine Yao son to drink porridge.

"Well..." After drinking more than half of the bowl, Qing Yao'er has some desire to stop talking.

Wan Yi Shao Lin kisses her forehead, "what's the matter?"

"You're up to me..." The tone is rather gritty.