We seems to have met in our dream

"No. I want to eat a meal made of small meat." Meng Yalun picked up his eyebrows quite willfully and kneaded his soft hand. "Your little hand is raw and delicate. I don't want you to do this housework."

Si rourourou was calm in front of the polite Meng Aaron, but when she came to this man, she didn't dare to say a word. She wanted to take her hand back, but she was held hard, and her face turned red.

"Look at your little face. True love is red." Meng Aaron pulled Si's soft face. "Let's talk first. I'll call a big meal to invite you to dinner later, okay?"

Hearing this, Si rourourou panicked. She would rather cook!

Seeing almost any emotion surging up on Si rourourou's small face, Meng Aaron couldn't help laughing. He took a bag with him, and Si rourourou fell into his arms and sat in a particularly intimate position.

Si rourourou bit her and said, "Mr. Bai, I don't think it's good for us."

"Not good? Why not? Last time you didn't refuse." Meng Yalun bit her glittering little earlobe. "Do you know that men are evil? If you refuse for the first time, maybe I'll be a little polite to you today, but if you didn't refuse for the first time, men will look forward to the second time. Don't you like me?"

Si rourourou is struggling in her heart. She really likes Meng Aaron, but she doesn't like this, she likes that.

Ah ah, actually, it's all about what she's struggling with. Obviously, she's willing to get close to her. She still has to block people out. To put it bluntly, she still has her own reserved second Miss Si. She's a big star in front of her. She didn't think about what she could do with others.

So although she feels shy about such intimate things, she is more ashamed. She always feels very bad, but her body can't help catering.

Why is she so weak!! If Gu Xuanxuan had been there, she would have slapped her.

Si rourourou whispered, "like is like. But what I like is your song, your personality charm..."

"What you said is a paradox." Meng Aaron's hand was still on her shoulder and didn't take it back. Obviously, he didn't take Si rourourou's words seriously. "You haven't suffered since you were a child? Look, your little hand is really white / tender."

Si rourourou was attracted by his questions. She looked at her hand.

Her hand is resting on Meng Yalun's palm. Her hand is very white. The skin color is as white as snow, but there are many scars on his palm, especially on his wrist. There are several traces

Si rourourou thought she was wrong, but Meng Yalun seemed quite calm and didn't mind her holding his hand to study.

Si Rou asked, "you have a lot of injuries on your hand."

"Are you distressed?" Meng Aaron looked at the wet little eyes and was in a rare and bright mood. "Do you want to cook for me and reward me, a poor man who has been hurt a lot."

Regardless of whether she likes the star or not, Si rourourou has a soft temper.

Otherwise, Gu Xuanxuan wouldn't be so worried that her sister would be kidnapped, because in essence, Si rourourou is really prone to problems.

The injury on Meng Yalun's wrist became a puzzle in Si rourourou's heart, and she also knew the man's secret. She wondered whether Meng Yalun had suffered great trauma, otherwise how could there be a wound similar to cutting her wrist on her wrist.

Moreover, his multiple personality is obviously caused by great trauma.

Thinking like this, Si rourourou's heart softened a little. She wanted to be nice to him. Could this make him happy.

She nodded. "Anyway, my sister doesn't come back at night. I'll do what you want to eat."

"You can eat whatever you want?" Meng Aaron was a little surprised.

Si rourourou walked towards his kitchen behind him. He looked back at him and smiled, "no, but I can go and find the way. I've learned from my father. He couldn't do anything before. Now he's the best cook at home."

I don't know if Si rourourou mentioned her father Si Zhenxuan. Meng Yalun's chat interest suddenly became strong, "how can you learn from your father?"

Si rourourou glanced at him strangely and Yang Yang's mobile phone. "When dad was cooking, if he couldn't, search his mobile phone and do it according to other people's process. Although he couldn't learn ten percent and Seventy-eight percent, there was always some. Later, he became more and more handy, so he didn't need these anymore. Compared with his father's craft, his mother couldn't eat."

Speaking of Gu Antong and Si Zhenxuan, Si rourourou couldn't stop talking. When she opened the refrigerator to look for food, she also sighed gently, "when I grow up, I always want to leave them. In fact, I miss my father's cooking."

"You / mom..." Meng Aaron just said three words but paused again.

Si rourourou has taken out some needed ingredients. There are really too few things in the fridge. She comes and goes together. In fact, it's reliable to order takeout.

But if Meng Yalun wants her to do it, then she can barely make Yangzhou fried rice. A good cook can see it in a small place. Her father Si Zhenxuan is a very delicious homemade dish.

From this point of view, Si rourourou is like her father. She is patient and willing to take care of others. If she's just herself, she doesn't even want to cook fried rice.

After beating the eggs, she tilted the next sentence of first-class Meng Aaron, as if the man who said this to herself had become more acceptable and normal to her.

"How is your mother and what kind of person you are?" Meng Yalun asked.

Si rourourou thought he was just chatting with himself, so she stood in front of the stove and groped for work while answering, "mom is very nice and beautiful. In the early years, Fengcheng said that mom is a proud daughter, but in fact she is not. I often see mom playing coquettish with Dad... EH, how can this fire be, can't open?"

Si rourourou bent down to see the stove. She was already wearing a light and thin dress. Now her low body and full chest seemed to jump out of her loose pajamas. The beauty of her body curve was about to come out. Si rourourourou didn't notice these at all. She was twisting the switch, and she felt that her waist was pinched by a pair of big hands.

Si rourourou gave a pep talk and realized that she seemed too relaxed just now. She held the stove nervously and stammered, "Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, your stove..."

"You little girl, are you really pampered by your parents since childhood?" she is so naive, but she has a delicate look. She is not as publicity as Gu Xuanxuan, but her figure is really good.