C109 (1/2)

The speed is much faster than just now. Like a newly married husband, he can't wait to see his wife waiting for him to return home.

Qi Miao had already washed, and was sitting by the bed, holding a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, reading and marking some important places.

Hearing the sound of the door, he held the book, pulled on his slippers and ran out. What caught his eyes was the beautiful rose, which covered the pretty face of the man holding the flower.

A pair of clear water eyes bent into crescent moon, lips of small pear vortex flashing jump.

”Is it for me?”

”Well, do you like it?

”Why did you send me roses all of a sudden?” Although very happy, but also feel strange.

”I saw the slogan of the florist on the road. Today is Chinese Valentine's Day

Qi Miao didn't pick up the flowers, but stood on tiptoe, and the smile on his face faded,

”I don't like the festival of Qixi, the day when Cowherd and weaver girl can see each other only once a year!”

”I don't want to be Cowherd and Weaver Girl with Dongge. I want to stick to you every day!”

Ye Dongmo holds her in his arms with one hand. ”This is just a gimmick to increase the sales of the store. I saw that the roses are very fresh. I also mentioned it when climbing the mountain. I bought a bunch of roses to make you happy.”

Touched to touch her small face, ”since you don't like, then throw away good, change a day I buy again send you, how?”

”Don't lose it. I like it very much. I've confiscated roses since I grew up! What's more, it was sent to me by my East brother! ”

” when I pursued you six years ago, I dreamed that if I caught you, you would hold roses at my door one day. ”

”Just as Yunpeng pursued my sister at that time, there were roses every day, and I envied them to death!”

Ye Dongmo kisses the small mouth one by one,

”then this flower will be taken as if I came home late today and didn't make amends for your cooking. It has nothing to do with the Tanabata Festival. Is this statement acceptable?”

He really meant to make amends. He left her alone at home and went to have a blind date with another woman, feeling guilty.

Qi Miao raised her chin, a little arrogant and naughty,

”well, for the sake of such beautiful flowers, I don't blame Dongge!”

The two little pear vortices on their lips are jumping happily,

”I'll cook noodles for you, and you can have some more!”

”Most of your social activities are about drinking and not having enough to eat!”

Then, holding the bouquet, the petite figure has run into the kitchen,.

Ye Dongmo did not have enough to eat, just and Zhao Ruixue insincere politeness, heart and remember Qimiao, his steak almost did not move.

At this moment, the stomach suddenly had a sense of hunger.

After taking a shower in the bathroom and changing the clothes of the family, the small square hall has been filled with the aroma of noodles.

Although he cooked the chicken soup himself, Qi Miao cooked it again, which made him feel very good.

Walking into the kitchen door, she saw that she was cutting the root of the rose one by one and putting it into a half cut drink bottle.

The expression on her face is serious and satisfied, and the little pear vortex on her mouth is jumping and jumping with joy.

A bunch of flowers can make her so happy.

But if she knew what he had done today, would she be so happy?

”I'll serve you noodles. You wait outside. It's too hot in the kitchen!”

It's already very hot. Because of her reason, ye Dongmo hasn't turned on the air conditioner all the time. Other places are OK. This kitchen has just cooked noodles. It's like a steamer. She's sweating all over.

He just took a bath and went into the kitchen. He must be sweating all over again. He couldn't eat well.

Ye Dongmo obediently sat back in front of the dining table in the small hall, waiting.

Qi Miao came out with her face in front of her. She wore an apron on her waist. A wisp of her hair fell on her forehead, which made her look very gentle.

It's like a good little wife.

”Eat When the chopsticks are handed to someone, someone will take back the sight fixed on the little face.