Jiang Hui's face sank when she heard Lin Xiaomi's expression: "Don't mention her to me anymore, she said she doesn't recognize me as a mother, she won't be my daughter anymore, Xin'er, you are my daughter, auntie will be better in the future Waiting for you."
Lin Xiner smiled softly, and looked at her coquettishly: "Auntie, you're making me happy again, so if Xiaomi and I can only save one person, who are you going to save?"
When Jiang Hui heard this, her face froze.
...
Lin Xiaomi asked for leave today and didn't go to work, and Sun Ru didn't inquire about her affairs carefully, but just gave her some simple editing work: "The magazine is too busy now, you can do it at home, and your health will recover , come back to work early."
Lin Xiaomi was also a little embarrassed.
Because the magazine was originally short of people, she was able to transfer there smoothly, but she just asked for leave every three days after being transferred.
That is to say, Sun Ru has a good temper. If it were Wang Feng before, she would probably have told her to leave long ago.
But it's not that she wants to be lazy and not go to work, it's just that she has no way to go now.
It's like bleeding all day, and my period is completely irregular.
She squinted at the culprit sitting beside her, and her face became more and more ugly.
Leng Yihuang rubbed her hair with a smiling face: "Are you hungry?"
In the past two days, Leng Yihuang has always talked to her in this flattering tone, and he is almost getting used to her looking at him from the corner of her eyes.
"Somewhat."
"What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it." Leng Yihuang immediately said flatteringly.
"I don't want to eat food bought outside. Didn't you say it's not clean? I want to eat what you cook."
Leng Yihuang hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"
"Hand-rolled noodles, you can search online and make them for me."
Leng Yihuang: "..."
Just as Leng Yihuang hesitated for a moment, Lin Xiaomi's expression fell. How dare he say no to her now, he sighed softly: "Okay, you wait, I will do it for you."
Lin Xiaomi let out a "hum" and was satisfied.
Leng Yihuang entered the kitchen, and Lin Xiaomi then moved the computer and sat on the sofa, sorting out the materials Sun Ru gave her.
She sat on the sofa and turned around to see Leng Yihuang who was scratching his head in the kitchen.
It's rare to see him in such a hurry.
Leng Yihuang checked the information on the Internet, and it is easy to talk about making noodles, but rolling noodles, well, it is a bit more difficult for him.
Lin Xiaomi looked back from time to time, only to see the man who always pays attention to his image, now his face and hair were covered with flour.
After finally rolling out a bowl of noodles, Lin Xiaomi frowned when he saw it: "What are these, carrot noodles? Your noodles are so thick, do you want to choke me to death?"
Lin Xiaomi raised her neck to imitate his poisonous tongue: "Don't you just ask you to make something for me to eat? You are so vicious and want to choke me to death?"
Leng Yihuang had no choice but to turn his head into the kitchen and continue rolling.
"It's too thin! It's all broken after cooking."
"No energy!"
"Uneven thickness!"
"It's not good-looking! It's hard to swallow!"
"NONONO! It's too hard, there's not enough water, why are you so stupid, you can't even make some noodles."
I don't know how many times he was asked to go back to work, Leng Yihuang has become expressionless from the initial annoyance.
"How many times do you want me to redo it?" Leng Yihuang suppressed his anger secretly, but he didn't dare to burst out. The tone of his speech carried the consistent grievance of the past two days.
Lin Xiaomi looked at him with white eyes: "What's the matter? I'm not happy after redoing it so many times? I haven't asked you to use compasses to make potato pancakes yet? If you don't want to do it, you don't have to. At worst, I'm hungry."
Leng Yihuang sighed softly, so he was waiting for him here!
This stinky girl has such a small mind, she only asked her to make potato pancakes a few times last time, but this time she took the opportunity to torment her like this.
But... Well, she was sure that he couldn't make her hungry.
Leng Yihuang didn't say anything more, turned around and went into the kitchen to continue redoing.
Lin Xiaomi looked back at him, standing in the kitchen with a tall and tall figure that was completely out of place.
But he was willing to endure her making things difficult for her. The clumsy movement of rolling the noodles was ridiculous, but Lin Xiaomi felt her heart warm. It's much cuter to look indifferent and pretend to be cool.
When Lin Xiaomi finished all his work, Leng Yihuang came out with the noodles, without saying a word, just looking at her steadfastly.
It looks like... well, a little wronged.
Lin Xiaomi pursed his lips, looked into the bowl, and nodded: "Well, this time it's not too bad, take it here, I'll have a taste."
Leng Yihuang wiped his sweat with his hand, exhaled lightly, and finally passed the test.
Lin Xiaomi was like a princess, leaning on the sofa with her notebook in her arms, she didn't need to move anywhere, just opened her mouth and waited for him to feed her.
For the past two days, three meals a day have been like this.
From the moment Leng Yihuang almost fed food into her nose, he is now very familiar with it, and his movements have become more than a level of proficiency.
"Taste... how is it?" Leng Yihuang asked cautiously, with a hint of imperceptible expectation in his eyes.
Lin Xiaomi frowned subconsciously. The inside seemed to be undercooked, the center was a bit hard, and it had no taste at all. I don't know if he put salt in it.
It’s just that it’s smarter to add an egg, and finally saved a little bit.
Lin Xiaomi wanted to satirize him subconsciously, but seeing his cautious and expectant appearance.
She couldn't have said anything more harsh.
Pouted, nodded and said, "It's okay."
"Really?" Leng Yihuang asked with obvious disbelief.
"Well, really, according to the level of cooking for the first time, it's pretty good. You have a great talent for cooking." Lin Xiaomi thinks it's time to give some encouragement.
Leng Yihuang frowned slightly, looked at her in disbelief, picked up noodles and continued to feed her.
Seeing that he had been busy for a long time, Lin Xiaomi lifted his chin for the sake of not having eaten anything, and said, "You can eat too."
Leng Yihuang shook his head: "You think it's delicious, you can eat it, I can't eat it."
"Oh." Lin Xiaomi didn't understand his words at first, but after taking another mouthful of noodles, he slowly recovered.
What does it mean that she thinks it is delicious, let her eat it.
Co-authored by him already tasted in the kitchen? Feeling unpalatable, can't eat it, but bring it to her
Fortunately, she was afraid of hurting his self-esteem, so she said it was delicious against her heart!
"Hey, what do you mean! You think it's unpalatable, so give it back to me?" Lin Xiaomi almost laughed angrily at him.
Who knew that Leng Yihuang said with a serious face: "Well, I think it's hard to eat, but you think it's delicious. I thought... Well, men and women probably have different appetites."
"Pooh!"