Fall in love with kissing you

Chu Qing raised her eyes and saw Yun Qinghua peeping at their eyes with a smile. She hung her head in frustration, poked the eggplant and flattened her mouth.

Well, her mother made it specially. She eats it!

Just after solving the pile of dishes, Yan Siyuan's chopsticks followed closely. Chu Qing was angry and suffered from the presence of Yun Qinghua. He couldn't turn his face with him, so he had to eat hard.

Yan Siyuan estimated that he liked this and could coerce her. He made it worse and worse. He was almost giving her dishes.

He looked like an eye on his side. When he saw that her food was almost finished, he took it easy to add some to her. He would not pile it up to the top so that Chuqing had an excuse to decline him, nor would he give her a chance to choose and let her escape.

Because he always took a bite and said a nice word, which made Yun Qinghua look at them with a smile.

Chu Qing put down his bowls and chopsticks when he was seven minutes full. Yan Si glanced at her bowl and frowned, "are you full?"

I'm full of Qi. I won't die if I eat any more.

Chu Qing glared at Yan Siyuan fiercely, took a paper towel, wiped his mouth, and said to Yun Qinghua, "Mom, please use it slowly. I'll clean up the dishes and chopsticks."

Yun Qinghua looked at Chu Qing and asked anxiously, "Qing Qing, you haven't eaten anything all day. You haven't finished your dinner. You'll be hungry later."

Chu Qing shook her head. "Mom, I have no appetite today. If I'm hungry, I'll find something to eat."

Chu Qing always had her own opinion. Yun Qinghua also knew that she was stubborn and couldn't listen to advice, so she had to nod helplessly.

Yan Siyuan closed his lips and watched the woman go back to the room through the corridor.

There were only two people left on the table. It was much colder. Yun Qinghua sighed in a low voice.

Yan Siyuan suddenly said, "Mom, was Qingqing so stubborn when she was a child?"

Yunqinghua nodded when she heard the speech. Seeing Yan Siyuan's cold face, she couldn't help explaining awkwardly, "Qingqing, she has been lovely since childhood, but she has been taught by her father to be very assertive. If she is stubborn, she won't hit the south wall and don't look back, but if she is kind to her, she will still remember it."

Yan Si couldn't help thinking of the previous events. At first, he thought that the woman was as quiet and clever as she appeared, but in fact, being smart can make people itch.

He nodded in agreement and stopped talking.

Chuqing slept all day, sweated, and stayed in the hospital. She felt uncomfortable all over. She went back to her room and took a bath.

I didn't know when Yan Siyuan was leaving, so I changed my casual clothes and came out.

Yunqinghua didn't know where he had gone. Yan Siyuan actually stood at the table to clean up the dishes. He folded the bowls together, reached out and hesitated to touch the leftover dishes. He was at a loss.

He hung his head, his deep facial features were half bright and half dark, and his body was still that suit of shirt and trousers. In the past, he would strictly button up to the top button. I don't know if he had been busy all day. He loosened a few on it and looked a little down.

Chuqing looked at his clumsy appearance and suddenly felt inexplicably funny. She bent her lips and walked to him.

"Where's my mother?"

"Take out the garbage."

Yan Siyuan raised his head and glanced at Chu Qing. She took a bath with moisture on her body. The faint fragrance of the bath liquid rushed to the tip of his nose. He was stunned for a moment. His eyes fell on her casually tied horsetail. Her hair tip was wet and slightly tilted, making him want to smooth it.

He held out his hand, but the woman turned around, holding the plate in both hands, glanced at him lightly, "I'll clean it up. Just go and sit on the sofa."

Yan Si was silent for a while before he thought that Qing's eyes seemed to be despised in the early Qing Dynasty.

Chuqing left her words and went straight to the kitchen. Yan Siyuan pursed his lips, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and followed her behind.

Chu Qing emptied the leftovers, turned around and bumped into a human wall. It was hard. She touched her head and took a breath.

Yan Siyuan put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink. He subconsciously wanted to pull her. He noticed that his hands were stained with oil, so he had to spread them at a loss. He looked at Chu Qing's head all the time. He thought it was very serious and couldn't help crying.

"Show me, where did you hit?"

In fact, it hurt a lot just after the collision. Now it eased over. Chu Qing still cut him angrily. He looked innocent again. Chu Qing felt a little powerless and bypassed him.

"Don't follow me, OK, no, OK!"

The man followed her up and down. After helping her move the dishes and chopsticks, he followed her into the kitchen. Chuqing was impatient and finally couldn't help yelling at him.

Yan Siyuan gave her a cold look, went straight around Chuqing, turned on the tap and washed his hands.

Chu Qing, "..."

It turned out that she wanted to go wrong

After the words were removed, the early Qing didn't calm down to wash the dishes, squeezed the detergent and rubbed a layer of foam.

Just now, in a leisurely manner, the Secretary said he had dirty and oily hands, and had been washing for a long time under the tap. He rubbed his hands back and turned red. He could not see the past. He squeezed the hand washing liquid and rubbed a pile of bubbles out.

Chu Qing came out after washing the dishes and saw Yan Siyuan sitting meticulously on the sofa watching TV or the evening news.

Chu Qing didn't expect such a rigorous person to have any fun in his life.

Chuqing took a few steps. The man found her trace at the tip of his ear. He didn't stare at the news. The side leader didn't squint at Chuqing.

Chu Qing was slightly uncomfortable. She lived in a small house. Everything was filled with a warm breath of life. There was news broadcasting in her ears, and her fingers were dripping water. The man's eyes were locked on her, as if the years were well, and she and he were just an ordinary couple living here.

Chuqing felt slightly dry on her face and couldn't help but stare at the man, "when will you go back!"

Yan Siyuan looked at her expressionless. He suddenly hooked his fingers at her. The corners of his lips tilted slightly, melted the cold between his eyebrows, and dyed a little warm under the light. "Come here, I'll tell you."

Chu Qing looked suspiciously, thinking that Yun Qinghua had not come back and was not afraid to fall out with him and be seen by her mother.

He relaxed a bit, picked up an armrest and sat on the side. There was a big gap between them.

Yan Siyuan reached out and rubbed his hair. The light was so soft that he was a little drunk. He was sleepy watching the news.

He looked at Chu Qing and wanted to be far away from him, as if he were a beast. He immediately closed his mouth with dissatisfaction, "am I so terrible?"

Yan Siyuan, with his light on his back from a far angle, and his messy short black hair, coupled with his angry expression, looks a little like a angry child without the usual cold authority.

Chu Qing didn't want to argue with him about this. He simply moved into a position and said angrily to Yan Si, "is that ok? You just say, I'm not deaf."