Her Eternal Mr.Right

Send them to white house, Lu Yuchen took Luo Ziqing to leave.

Looking at the familiar house in front of her, Xiaoyou suddenly sighs. She still comes back, leaving and returning countless times. It seems that there is an inextricable relationship between her and here.

"Don't you think it's not your fault." White ink cold slightly bent over, black eyes looking directly into her eyes.

"Ah?" Small leisurely one Leng, big eyes did not understand blinked: "what are you talking about?"

“…… What are you thinking? "

"I I'm thinking, it's good that I'm back. " Xiao you lowered her eyes.

"You are the hostess of this family. You are welcome here at any time."

"Welcome at any time?" Small leisurely corner of the mouth overflows a bitter smile, but also did not say much.

Seeing her like this, white ink cold's eyes crossed a trace of guilt. Of course, he knew what she meant, but he didn't know what to explain. If he could, he wanted to bury the secret all his life and let time dilute everything.

"Come in." White Mo Han opened the door, pulled her into, suddenly thought of the little Oolong just now, the corners of his mouth can't help but raise a smile, whispered in a low voice, "little heartless, thought he was worried about me."

"Ah? What did you say? " Xiaoyou didn't hear clearly, blinking big eyes and asked suspiciously.

"Nothing."

She obviously didn't believe it. She looked at him for a moment, then suddenly thought something and said anxiously: "by the way, your hand..."

Or back to this question, Bai Mohan sighed, holding her little hand: "I'm ok, a little hurt, in exchange for my wife's care, it's very cost-effective, don't you think?"

The smile in his eyes burned her little face: "it's not serious when I'm hurt!"

White Mo Han smile, but did not answer her words, but said: "today tired, do you want to go to rest?"

Xiaoyou frowned and thought for a moment. Today, he was frightened twice in succession. He was really tired, so he nodded: "well, what about you?"

"You will know in a moment. Go and have a rest first. " White Mo Han personally sent her back to the room, finally also told a: "I didn't come to call you not to come out."

"Tut, it's mysterious."

"Well behaved, it's like giving me a chance to perform." White Mo Han smiles, touched her hair, conveniently closed the door.

Xiaoyou stood in the room and giggled for a long time.

When this man is indifferent, people almost despair, but when he is gentle, people can't even resist. Simply, now he is gentle, and probably there will be no time for indifference.

The room was as clean and neat as before, just like she had never left. Can imagine, this period of time, has been someone cleaning, and this, there is no doubt that white Mohan ordered. In my heart, there seems to be a warm current flowing by.

Xiaoyou giggles and lies on the bed. After all, it's still comfortable at home. After a while, he falls asleep.

In her sleep, Xiao you only felt itchy on her face, so she slowly opened her eyes. Bai Mo Han's smiling face magnified in front of her eyes, and his hand still stayed on her face.

"Awake?" His voice was low and sweet, and a bit lazy and charming.

"What are you doing?" Small you tiny red small face, push away he is still on his face mischievous hand.

White ink cold hook lip a smile: "don't do what, want to see if you really come back."

Xiaoyou was stunned and touched. Then he sat up and stared at him with a smile: "what about now? Do you see that? "

"I see. It's true." White Mo Han laughs, the low laughter makes people intoxicated, he reaches out and pinches her cheek: "sleep well? I have a good sleep, I have a meal, and I haven't had lunch yet. "

Listening to what he said, she was really hungry. She felt her flat stomach and got out of bed quickly

As soon as he went downstairs, a pungent smell attracted Xiaoyou's index finger: "it's so fragrant!" Finish saying, pull white ink cold, hurried toward dining room ran past.

See her this pair of greedy cat's appearance, the smile on white Mo Han's face is more and more doting.

The table was full of food, and Xiao you's eyes were shining. Before the maid could open the chair, she sat up, picked up the chopsticks and stuffed a rib into her mouth.

She is really hungry, and during this period of time, she has so many thoughts every day that she can't eat well. Today, she has to make up for it.

"How does it taste?" After a piece of ribs, Xiao you licked his lips, and then he heard the voice of Bai Mo Han. I don't know why, he always felt like he was looking forward to something. "It's delicious! By the way, has the chef changed? How do I feel that the taste is different from before She said, but also hit the mouth, aftertaste just a taste.

White Mo Han smiles and reaches out to wipe the oil stains on her lips: "well, it's changed.""I said, this cook is good, the food is very good for me, or I will use this person in the future." Xiaoyou said, and put a piece of ribs into his mouth, this ribs, really fragrant!

Bai Mohan frowned slightly and said in embarrassment: "this chef I'm afraid it's not good

"Ah? For Sammo? " Small leisurely open big eyes, mouth is full of thing, ambiguous ask a way.

White Mo Han smiles, but does not answer.

The maid couldn't help laughing. She stepped forward and said respectfully, "madam, today's dishes are all prepared by the master himself, so..."

“……” The action of chewing stopped suddenly, small you can't believe of stare round eyes: "you do?"

White ink cold smile but not language, but the deep meaning of which has been very obvious.

Xiaoyou exaggerated swallow the food in his mouth, and then looked at the dishes full of color, fragrance and taste on the table, and asked again: "these, and these, are all made by you alone?"

When will he cook?

For baimohan's cooking skills, Xiaoyou's memory still stays on the black porridge he cooked for her when she was ill.

She suddenly very curious, this period of time, this man has experienced what, is carrying her to participate in the metamorphosis?

"Why do you look at me like that?" White ink cold hand blocked her eyes: "I can cook, let you so surprised?"

"It's not surprise, it's shock!"

"There's nothing to be shocked about. There's so much I can do." White ink cold proud Yang Yang neck. He quickly put another piece of meat in her bowl: "aren't you hungry? Eat quickly "Yes