“Well, it seems that I’m the only one who is unlucky. I met Huo Tingshen, a chatterbox.”
“You are a high incense that has been burned for several lifetimes, hum, you don’t know your blessings when you are in the blessings.”
The two of you talk to each other, and no one will let the other say a word.
But teasing their mouths like this, they all found it very interesting.
As soon as Huo Tingren was on vacation, he went on a trip with two classmates.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he finally came back.
On this day, according to the old rules, Huo tingchi and ye wanluo also moved back from their own villa.
At noon, just after Huo tingshen and Wen Qing finished their meal, ye wanluo came.
She was followed by her aunt, carrying a basket in her hand.
Seeing the two of them, Ye Wanluo showed joy: “Ting Shen, Miss Wen, have you eaten yet? I was just idle and bored, so I made some snacks for you to try. ”
Goodbye ye wanluo, I thought everyone would be embarrassed by the warmth.
But ye wanluo’s ‘easy-going’, it seems that there is no unhappiness between the two of them.
This makes the warmth a little suspicious.
Is it because I hold grudges too much, or ye wanluo is too forgetful.
Or… is it because she is too good at acting, but her rank is not enough?
After Ye wanluo finished speaking, she turned around and took the food basket from her aunt, and walked to the dining table.
She took out the pastries and looked at Wen Qing with a smile: “Miss Wen, although I’m not very good at cooking, I can make pastries. Really, try it.”
Looking at ye wanluo’s face tenderly, she didn’t make a sound.
But Huo Ting said deeply: “we have already eaten.”
Ye wanluo looked at the dining table, “you can taste it after eating it, and there are not many things, or do you not like what I make?”
Huo Ting got up deeply, and said with a cold face: “there is a professional pastry chef at home, can’t the technology be inferior to yours?”
“But I have one heart…”
“Okay, no one here needs you to offer your heart, you go back.”
Huo tingshen finished speaking and looked at the warmth: “go upstairs to rest.”
Wen Qing stood up, Ye wanluo was not angry, but took Wen Qing’s arm and said: “Miss Wen, let’s have a chat.”
Looking at her tenderly, their eyes met.
Her eyes are cold, but ye wanluo looks lovely and pitiful.
Huo Ting was deeply displeased and said, “what do you want to talk about?”
“Ting Shen, this is Huo’s family. I can’t eat people. Can you stop avoiding me like bombs?”
Before Huo Ting could speak deeply, he said tenderly, “let’s go to the glass room to talk.”