Xiao you looks at him in a daze. During this time, she has seen too many incredible things in Bai Mohan. His words, his behavior and his attitude, no matter what, are absolutely impossible before, but now

Is he already making changes for the relationship? So, can't you be so passive?

"I won't go!" Xiaoyou bent down, two hands holding his face, two eyes looking at his eyes, seriously said: "white ink cold, I know, you never trust me, but this time, please believe me."

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and each other's breath intertwined. After a long time, the white ink cold lifted his lips and said with a smile: "good."

Xiaoyou also smiles, straightens up and turns around.

However

Looking at the hand that is held again, the delicate eyebrow wring up suddenly, the small leisurely looking at the man on the bed that a pair of treacherous schemes succeed: "how again?"

"I..." Thin lips slightly open, white ink cold evil four of the lips: "want to eat, you do the rice."

"Don't push too far!"

Although very angry, but a few minutes later, Xiaoyou still appeared in the kitchen.

"Miss Gong, is there anything we can do for you?" Seeing her, the maid came up and asked.

Xiaoyou shook his head: "it's OK, I'll do it myself. You go out first."

Looking at all kinds of food in front of her, Xiao you is really the first two. How did she give in at last?

Alas, helped to help forehead, she after all still, heart! Too much! Soft!

But

Thinking of the smile on Bai Mo Han's face just now, I was very happy.

Eh, the air seems to be filled with the sour smell of love.

Soon, a bowl of delicious tomato egg noodles is ready. As soon as I came back to the door with this bowl of noodles, I heard Bai Mohan's joyful voice: "it smells good."

Praise what, always never tired of hearing, this praise, let Xiaoyou very useful: "careful hot."

White Mo Han looked at her just a smile, picked up chopsticks, can't wait to put a mouth.

Xiaoyou swallows and stares at him, looking forward to feedback. After all She's not a regular cook, either.

See, white Mo Han chewed chew, the facial expression on the face gradually solidifies, the eyebrow of heroic spirit is instantly wrinkly.

"No Isn't it delicious? " Small leisurely nervous ask a way.

"No Quite It's good. " Bai Mohan swallows the food in his mouth and looks at the bowl full of noodles left. She wants to cry without tears. Even if Bai's family doesn't need money, she can't put salt like this.

But after all, he ate a bowl of noodles clean.

"If you like it, I'll cook it for you next time." Xiaoyou said happily that his cooking skill was recognized, which was really a very happy thing.

White Mo Han panic of open big eyes: "don't, you also just leave the hospital, these things let servant do good." If we eat according to today's standard, even if he has no problem, he will have to eat it.

"Well Ok... " Xiaoyou strangely nodded, just about to take away the chopsticks.

"Xiaoyou." White ink cold expression a turn, stretched out a hand to embrace her in the bosom.

The four eyes seem to have ten thousand firelights blooming, and the air is also filled with ambiguous molecules.

"Putong, Putong"

I don't know whether it's her heartbeat or his. It's very clear in this quiet night.

Xiaoyou's eyes drooped as if he had a premonition of the next thing

White ink cold can't help but put a handsome face together in the past, two lips gently fell between her lips, like a spring breeze, like continuous water.

She was at a loss to avoid the kiss, but her body was fixed there as if she could not listen to it. It seemed that there was an electric current across her body, but the next second

"Bai Mohan, what did you eat? Why is your mouth so salty?" Xiaoyou pushes him away with disgust.

White Mo Han Wei frowned, Mou Guang swept the dishes and chopsticks that had not been cleaned up beside, shrugged, all the answers were in silence.

"Whew" all of a sudden, Xiaoyou's face turned red to the root of her ears. Shit, it's so embarrassing. Why is there no hole in this room? She really wants to get in!

"Darling, it's OK. I'll get used to it when I'm salty." Bai Mo Han touched her head half jokingly.

What do you mean to be used to salty? Is her cooking that bad?

"Since it's so salty, why didn't you just say that? And eat it all. "

"It's not easy for you to cook a meal for me. Besides, it's just a little salty and tastes good."

“……” Well, this guy can talk.

"I'll get you some water." Get up, just about to leave.

Bai Mohan reached out and grabbed her arm. "I'm fine now. Don't you think we should continue what we just did?"Continue what you just did?

Xiao you was stunned at first, and then suddenly reacted. His face turned red.

The next second, his thin two red lips pressed between her lips.

Feel the fragrance of her lips, a sense of inexplicable heat instantly climbed up the white ink cold heart.

Lingering kiss, sentimental entanglement, the room reverberated with the sound of joy and heavy breathing, interwoven into a piece.

Xiaoyou grabs his arm and closes his eyes, waiting for the last crucial moment, but the person on his body suddenly stops.

"You..." In her eyes is a thick puzzled.

Bai Mohan didn't speak. He just bowed his head and kissed her sweating cheek. He bit his teeth and came down from her. He held her in his arms, pulled the quilt and covered her.

"Don't catch cold."

Don't Did you catch a cold?

Don't you think it's funny for him to say that now?

The two bodies are close to each other. Xiao you can clearly feel that he has to work hard. Then why stop? I'm ready to accept him.

It's hard to get ready!

Memory, suddenly appeared in the previous picture, he is the same, at the last moment, get away.

He's hating himself?

For a moment, all the sweetness disappeared, I thought I think this man really wants to start over with himself, and I think he can really put everything down.

Oh

Anger, from the heart of the fire, how can not extinguish, small you a Gulu got up and left.

"What are you doing?" White ink cold a pull her, will she circle in the bosom, eyebrow eyes, is full of doubt.

He asked himself what he was doing! Xiaoyou couldn't move, so he could only stare at him angrily: "since you can't put down the past, why do you have to say something to start all over again! I've been moved for a long time. Bai Mohan, you're a scum! "