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"Be good! Don't scream. If you scream again, you'll get an injection! "

Stroking the dog, Rino gently scolded him and his men touched him. Then he noticed that there was a missing bell on the dog's neck:

"Well, where's your bell? Where did you drop it? "

She whispered and turned around. Zhang Yueze swept his eyes, turned to one side and picked up a bell: "is this it?"

"Well! not so bad! It won't look good without one! "

Turning back and stepping forward, Zhang Yueze helped the dog hang up: "don't move!"

On the other side, Li Nuo pressed the dog's head, and the two were happy with their division of labor. They tried to press the rings. Zhang Yueze also adjusted the direction, and their eyes met. They were silent for a moment. Then, Li Nuo slowly stepped back and opened the distance between them, and his face flashed a little embarrassed:

"Thank you!"

With a low murmur, Li Nuo's heart also inexplicably flashed a little sour. The man he has loved for many years will inevitably be touched by some scars at this moment, even if he no longer loves.

Zhang Yueze's feeling is even deeper. The smile on her lips is more ugly than crying: she said three words to him, but three strange and polite - thank you!

The love of life, a beautiful beginning, a tortuous process, and the final outcome! How can we not let people sigh?

But at this moment, Zhang Yueze looked at her and suddenly felt that maybe this was God's will! She's right! Her choice is also right! My life of chicken feather didn't involve her, and there's nothing wrong with it!

She is such a kind and beautiful woman. She really deserves a better life! He didn't cherish it. He should taste all the bitter fruits!

Squinting his eyes, Zhang Yueze smiled faintly: "well, I wish you happiness!"

With a smile, Li Nuo waved his hand brilliantly: "you also want to be happy! Come on! "

Then she turned around and ran away with the dog in her arms. Behind her, she looked at the distant figure, and Zhang Yueze burst into tears——

Looking at this scene from a distance in the car on the other side, Jiang Lu was unbelievable:

Isn't she dead? What's going on? Why are they together again? Are they trysting in the woods? He's sitting here, waiting for her? Why, why is this haunting woman still alive?

Holding her hair, Jiang Lu is messy in the wind!

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the time for the family to get together for the Lantern Festival.

At this time of year, there will be lively Lantern Festival activities in the famous scenic spots and some large squares of Qingcheng, and there are not so strict regulations on closing the home for the happy gathering on this day.

So in the daytime, families walk around each other, string doors, and basically don't stay for dinner.

On the other hand, Ji Qianyu was suddenly touched when she saw Feng Yiting's midnight set meal takeout that day. In addition, her mother's nagging and some so-called soup ingredients prepared for her from time to time really aroused her three minute heat of learning to cook. So, every day after work, in her spare time, she stayed in the kitchen and began to learn little by little from picking vegetables, washing vegetables to cutting vegetables.

After all, I've never touched her. Her so-called ability to cook soup is to put the materials into the pot together, or use a constant temperature electric pot! Because she is afraid of fire and gas. She is really not good at everything in the kitchen!

But more than one person told her that "if you want to catch a man's heart, you must first catch a man's stomach". Therefore, in the state of semi brainwashing and curiosity, she really studied it seriously for some days. Although the things she made may be disgusted with even dogs, at least she doesn't know how to understand!

A little progress every day also gives her a sense of achievement.

Because it was 15, he was sure that he would come back for dinner in the evening. He ordered the kitchen to prepare several dishes. Ji Qianyu also specially left a tomato scrambled egg to make himself.

In the room, she changed her home clothes and estimated the time. She was also eager to try.

In the small kitchen, she drove the servants out. She washed two tomatoes, cut them into pieces with a small knife, cut some green onions, and painstakingly cut some shredded ginger and put them in the bowl. When she put down the knife, Ji Qianyu's forehead was sweating, her little hands were sour and stiff into chicken claws, shook her wrists, and she couldn't help muttering:

"It's not lighter than cutting cabbage! Cutting vegetables is really tired! "

When she saw that she had cut a mold like side dish on the plate, she felt full of pride. Then she took two eggs and knocked them out awkwardly. She used chopsticks to pick out the egg skin in the egg. Then she began to stir according to Wang Ma's instructions!

Used to it twice, she did it more and more smoothly.

When everything was ready, she stood down again: "how did you do it? Will you put the eggs first? "

After thinking about it, she took out her cell phone and said, "I'm so stupid! Isn't there a picture? "

If you follow the plan, can you still help her?

Then, she followed suit. After all, she did it for the first time, but there was still no number. A lot of oil was poured into the pot. Finally, there was still oil left, and she could fry the eggs. She chose it for a long time. She began to do it again. When she brought out the dish, the whole person was choked by the oil smoke and was very embarrassed.

She couldn't stand the mess. Very seriously, she cleaned up the kitchen again, and then looked at the tomato scrambled eggs that were not exquisite but could be imported on the table. Her eyes were full of laughter.

At this time, Wang's mother's voice came from the restaurant: "young master, are you back? Dinner is ready! "

Carrying the dishes, Ji Qianyu also ran out in a hurry and happened to cover up with Feng Yiting: "husband, you're back. Have a meal!"

Seeing her in her apron, covered with oil smoke, Feng Yiting flashed a little surprised: "did you do it?"

On the table, four dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables, are quite exquisite.

Seeing that he was obviously happy, Ji Qianyu blushed embarrassed, shook his head and put down his tomato scrambled eggs:

"This is the only one I did!"

Besides, it seems that I can't see it! Originally I was quite happy, but I thought he might be disappointed. Ji Qianyu was a little depressed:

Do men like women who can cook? I knew she would have learned it earlier!

Whether it's a dish or a table of dishes, Feng Yiting is moved: after all, her mind is the most important!

"Hard work! I'm just a little hungry. Let's eat! "

"Um ~"

She pulled off her apron and turned around. Ji Qianyu also helped her add rice.

My mother's cooking is still very good. Often my mother will help my father add rice, and my father will also help my mother serve soup. I was influenced by her. Ji Qianyu's action is very natural and doesn't feel anything wrong! But for Feng Yiting, this is a rare warmth and warmth of home.

In the past, when he was not socializing, he seldom started a business at home alone! Now, it obviously gives him a warm feeling of going home for dinner.