Say Cheese, My Dear Husband!

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He Xinying answered. She felt like saying a lot, but when she came to her mouth, she swallowed it all silently.

She and he couldn't seem to say that.

"Ma Zhang, stew fish at night." He Xinying came downstairs and said, "today, my husband is back for dinner."

"Yes, ma'am. Sir doesn't eat spicy food, does he?"

Zhang Ma grabbed the apron and asked again.

He Xinying nodded: "yes, he has a bad stomach. If you like spicy food, you can do it alone. "

"Thank you, madam."

Zhang's mother is a few years older than Chen's mother. She has a strong taste, but her character is valuable. That's why

It's rare. After all, when I was looking for it before, I really thought about it.

Zhang Ma's cooking is very good, and she can cook many dishes. Although he Xinying can't cook, she can eat.

Shen Junquan smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered the door. When he came in, he saw he Xinying putting bowls and chopsticks. He sniffed it specially: "it's so fragrant."

"Specially prepared fish soup for you, wash your hands quickly."

He Xinying has figured out some things, and she can see through a lot. Originally, she wanted to talk about some things, but when she thought about life and death, it was nothing.

"Is Chen Ma OK?"

He should have asked last night, but the atmosphere was not very good last night.

He Xinying saw it today and naturally knows the current situation: "fracture, need to be raised for some time, you try this dish made by Zhang ma."

With a smile, she handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Shen Junquan's eyes brightened. Is she in a good mood today?

"Well, it's delicious."

A chopstick dried bamboo shoots entrance, Shen Junquan nodded directly, greatly praised.

He Xinying's eyes and eyebrows are crooked. She's really looking for the right person.

Shen Junquan sat opposite her and looked at her pretty face. He kept smiling all the time. He thought it was more delicious than eating.

"It's good to be like this all the time."

He thought so and gave her a chopstick of vegetables.

He Xinying's bowl didn't move much. She used afternoon tea in the afternoon. She couldn't eat much at the moment. Suddenly, she was flattered by him.

The direct reaction is that the chopsticks don't know how to drop, and there's nothing to do.

Shen Junquan saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He owed her too much.

After a few mouthfuls of rice, she put down the bowl: "I'll eat well. Please use it slowly. I'll go and have a look at the pavilion outside."

The man said it was a week, not exaggerating at all. It's just a week. However, the newly transplanted vines have not yet taken root and are not very prosperous.

"Have some more with me."

Seeing that her bowl of rice didn't go down much, Shen Junquan reached for her“ I'm really full. " He Xinying used to be able to take care of her stomach, but now she can't help but want to avoid him. It seems that some questions are ready to come out, but she can't ask. She just wants to be quiet.

Shen Junquan does not let go, quietly looking at her.

He Xinying compromise: "OK, I'll have some more."

Just a little more.

He Xinying's chopsticks only hold a grain of rice. But it doesn't matter, as long as she's still sitting here.

After dinner, mother Zhang came to collect the bowl and met the host. Shen Junquan asked her to do it by herself.

"Let's go and see it together," she said

He has never seen the pavilion outside, but when she was in the Shen family, he Xinying always liked to go to the yard, so he wanted to make one in her own yard, so he Xinying wanted to come out and have a place to sit.

"How's it going?"

Walking under the veranda, there is a stone table on the left, which is made directly when making the veranda.

He looked like he was asking for credit. He Xinying said with a smile, "it's very good."

"Not bad?"

He put his bracelet around her waist and carried her straight into his arms.

He Xinying was a little shy: "otherwise, it's just a gallery. I thought it was a pavilion. Moreover, the vine didn't have any green branches. I remember it was a purple rose that would blossom. If you want a better evaluation, you can only wait for next spring."

Shen Junquan also laughed and liked her coy little appearance very much.

"New Ying."

"Well?" He Xinying looks up, just as he wants.

Without giving her a chance to speak, he held her lips directly.

There are some things that exist. Even if they are not mentioned deliberately, they will never be in the past. He Xinying's reaction makes him feel a little worried. Did he really hurt her too much last time?

Even if we try our best to make up, in some moments, we will eventually inadvertently jump out, indicating its existence.

He Xinying takes eggs from the refrigerator and pours oil into the pan.

"I'm sorry."

Shen Junquan reaches for the tomato and goes to wash it.

Hearing his apology again, he Xinying said, "it's not your fault."

It's her own carelessness and her own ineffectiveness. If she is useful, she will not be bullied by him. After that, she will only feel sad and will not want to rely on him to explain after the accident. She took a deep look at him and beat the eggs.

When the egg liquid and oil were close to each other, the sound was very clear and fragrant. Shen Junquan looked at her skillful stir frying and suddenly put his hand over her: "be careful with the hot."

Her hand is just two fingers away from the edge of the pot.

He Xinying is distracted. She is not sure how much she thinks of him in her heart. She must have more weight than she knows. Otherwise, she would not have left such a heavy shadow. They both shut up and didn't mention what they had just said. They had a very tacit understanding.

After making a bowl of noodles, it's still tomato scrambled egg covered noodles, but he Xinying's emotions are not hidden very deep, and the expression on her face brings out her inner entanglement.

"New Ying."

Shen Junquan called her again.

She reflexively looked up and back: "what's the matter?"

"You forgot the salt."

That bowl of noodles looks like it's full of color and fragrance, but it tastes like white water.

He wanted to remind, but his heart was very cold when he was stimulated by her actions.

Can't be retrieved? He's trying to make it up. The center of his brow twisted.

He Xinying was stunned and looked down at the bowl of noodles. She couldn't see it at all.

She bit her lip: "don't eat, you are not hungry."

How long is it after dinner? He must not be hungry, but this noodle is made by her and he will eat it naturally.

"Don't you want to say anything?" He once again said to reach out and pull her. He knew that she was not a talkative person, but he still wanted to hear her nagging.

However, he Xinying won't nag. All her grievances are deeply hidden, which doesn't affect her temperament and aura at all. However, his opening at this time directly triggered her deep resentment: "what do you want me to say?"

"Say what you want to say."

He was slightly hooked on the corner of his mouth, with a good temper on his face.

But his temper was really bad. He Xinying took a deep breath: "I hope you can keep your smiling face when I finish. I and your memory, seems to remove this time

Between, there is nothing to recall, I remember the most, is Ji Long man that gorgeous face. And you defend her. Even if I know something now, it's true. "

Shen Junquan's smiling face can't be stopped, but who is he? He will naturally control his expression.

Is still a faint smile, but the eyes have deep: "only remember these?"

"I remember a little bit," he Xinying suddenly laughed. "I remember I was a dog of your Shen family, and I was also an ugly monster with a name on my back. Some of them are easier to remember than these. Do you want to listen to them?"

"Didn't you say no?" Shen Junquan brushed one finger at a time from her hand. When he touched the middle finger, he hesitated for a moment and then went to touch the ring finger.

He Xinying is really funny. She has been married for quite a long time. But after so many years, she has nothing to remember. What a failed marriage.

"But you and I have nothing to remember without mentioning it." He Xinying wants to draw back her hand. It's a little... Goose bumps when she's so touched by him.

He reached out and took out a golden velvet box: "remember now, remember well."

He went to customize it last week. When he got married, he bought a wedding ring, but he Xinying seldom used it unless she wore it on some necessary occasions. He knew she didn't like it, so he made it according to her preference.

He Xinying never thought that he would take out the ring at this time - it's a miracle! It's clear that the topic just now was so reluctant. However, this time, the atmosphere was lifted.

She was a little excited: "why did you suddenly think of giving me a ring?"

"Your fingers are very beautiful, slender and white, especially beautiful." He praised her hand to be matchless in the sky and ordinary on the earth. He Xinying's face turned red.

He put the little ring on her finger and printed a kiss: "this time, although I didn't ask you, I think you should like this kind of thing. Do you like it?"

If you say you don't like it at this time, isn't it a disappointment? However, this is really her favorite style, double heart.

He Xinying nodded: "I like it."

"Well, forget all the unhappy ones, OK?"

He bowed his head in front of her and almost fell on her knee, which made he Xinying feel soft for a moment. She put her hand on his head and touched his ears with her fingertips.

Silence is better than sound.

If he Xinying doesn't reply, it doesn't seem so important.