I have to say that Yeyu is good at cooking.

Bai Xiao even drank the noodle soup, but he still felt insufficient: "is there any more?"

Yeyu looked at his remaining half bowl of noodles and said decisively, "it's gone!"

It's like a little pig. I don't eat properly. I'll say it's hard to support later.

"Don't you still have noodles in your bowl?" Bai Xiao directly put on his chopsticks and wanted to pick noodles from the Yexi bowl.

The night bird looked at her speechless: "what I have eaten, there is saliva, do you want it?"

"Er, can you not be so disgusting?" Bai Xiao stared at Yeyu depressed. I didn't think there was anything to eat leftovers, but now he said she couldn't get down the chopsticks!

"The facts are before us."

Yeyu hummed and was proud. He moved the noodle bowl to his side and quickly eliminated it. He didn't even leave a bite of soup for Bai Xiao.

In fact, did she eat less of his saliva?

He just hiccupped her on purpose and didn't give her food.

Bai Xiao scolded: "Stinky egg!"

Angrily put down the chopsticks and change clothes.

……

In the imperial capital in June, the sun is very strong. Bai Xiao wears a sun hat and walks along DIDU street with Ye Yu.

Although the imperial capital is adjacent to Songcheng, she is still "worthy of being a master..."

Bai Xiao sighed lightly, "night bird, do you know? Whether it's clothes or paintings, there will be a kind of blue butterfly in each of her works, but the rhyme of the butterfly is never repeated."

"If you like it," said Ye Yu. He didn't know how to draw. He just knew she liked it, so he followed her to appreciate it. and that.

"If only I could see the blue butterfly with my own eyes. You know what? When I first arrived in Z country, I imagined whether I would meet the blue butterfly in the street. Then she knew the Pearl with her eyes and took me as an apprentice."

"I don't know. You like fashion design."

"Hahaha, this is my secret. Only my grandmother knows it!" Bai Xiao chuckled.

Over the years, she has grown up and maintained good physical and mental health. But every time I mention grandma, my heart still hurts. She averted her eyes and looked around to distract her grief.

But with the eyes of promise.

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