Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

He held his breath and looked at her sideways.

She smiles at him, sweet as she was when she was a child.

His heart is soft, free a hand to rub her long hair, "good."

However, men's words can not be heard in bed, nor in the kitchen.

And Cher took it seriously.

She really regarded him as a relative because she could feel his kindness to her.

"Brother." She was probably moved and called again.

Ye Muyun smiles and pulls her small body in front of her, "my brother teaches you how to cook."

Xueer is stupid!

She was just moved. The most important thing was to find someone to feed herself. She didn't mean to learn how to cook.

And she was half held in his arms like this. What would Xiao Yishu think when she saw it?

Although she is not xiaoyishu's mother, she doesn't know!

So she broke her small face, bitter.

Ye Muyun laughs low, chin deliberately put in her hair heart, bullying her: "just called my brother, now when I am a color wolf, eh?"

He is determined to take her. She should be afraid of him.

"No!" The little guy in his arms said, especially aggrieved.

She was not interested in it at all, so she put her chin on his arm and looked at it.

What he did for her was a piece of winter Yin Gong, plus rice noodles. At first, she was reluctant. Later, she smelled the sweet and sour taste, and her appetite naturally opened. In a moment, he asked him, "is it OK?"

Ye Muyun bowed his head and looked at her with a smile in his eyes. "It should be better soon."

Snow son Oh a, did not say what, staring at the pot of soup, saliva DC.

"When did you learn that?" she asked him in a big bowl

"Eight years of your absence." His voice was faint.

And then xue'er can't tell the taste Another eight years.

What happened to them eight years ago?

She wanted to know, but she didn't dare to know.

She could only, pursed her little mouth and looked at him timidly.

Ye Muyun smiles and carries it for her, and holds her little hand with another hand. Her voice is gentle, "eat quickly."

He made it very authentic, sour and sweet, very appetizing.

Ye Muyun looked at her eating with her head buried, reaching out and stroking her long hair. "Before, you loved to eat Lao Chen's food most..."

Xueer looked up at him: "Lao Chen?"

"From Pei Yuan's kitchen." Ye Muyun said in a low voice: "two years after you left, Lao Chen went back to his hometown."

"Oh, so you learned that, brother? Did you learn from him She talked to him carefully about safety.

Ye Muyun's face was stunned, and then slowly said, "no, he is not here!"

Xueer froze, staring at his upright face, murmured: "how could he not be there?"

"Sick." He sighed, "Cher, you forget me. If I get sick in the past eight years..."

Before she finished, she covered his lips, "no way."

She said quickly and quickly, with a little tears in her eyes. The poor look made people laugh and angry, more heartache.

Ye Muyun's eyes deepened, and he scolded in his heart: this fool.

Holding out a finger, gently touching her long hair, in a low voice, "people always get sick."

"I won't allow you to get sick!" She blurted out naturally.

He was stunned, and so was she.

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