Chapter 223 (1/2)

”Come here.” Cool sound toward Ling falling dust hook fingers, smile very bright.

Ling Luochen hears the speech and lowers his head. Although he doesn't know why Liang Yin suddenly laughs so happy, he can't help getting better when he looks at Liang Yin's smile.

Under the gaze of Ling Luochen, liangyin directly uses his sleeve to wipe away the dirt on Ling Luochen's face.

At this time, Ling Luochen learned that his face had rubbed a lot of plant ash when he was just cooking porridge.

If in the past, he would have been very intolerable with his serious Puritanism.

But now, he looked at the cool sound smile that pair of brilliant appearance, this face of grass ash, he actually felt, did not seem to be so intolerable.

Liangyin helped Ling Luochen wipe the grass ash on his face, turned his head and looked at the porridge on the head of the bed. His eyes were full of emotion: ”you must have cooked this porridge for a long time?”

“…… Well. ” Ling falling dust some embarrassed should a. Because it's the first time he's made something.

He wanted to conjure up some food for cool sound to eat, but he thought that the food was not nutritious at all. And now the cool sound of the body is more virtual.

So he went to cook Liang Yin himself.

The ingredients for cooking, or he asked the surrounding goblins to send them.

Liang Yin picked up the porridge on the look, and a picture flashed through his mind, but he couldn't grasp it any more.

it seemed that someone had cooked food for her, and it seemed that it was very gentle, just Who is that man?

I can't remember the cool sound clearly.

She felt as if something very important had disappeared from her memory, but she didn't know what it was.

After the soul is traumatized, cool sound gradually forgets a lot of things in the past. A lot of the memories are blurry. But there are also many memories, which are relatively clear. For example, she remembers some of the male gods clearly.

Liang Yin sits on the head of the bed, drinking porridge by himself.

In fact, Ling Luochen wanted to feed her, but because he was making porridge for the first time, he didn't understand a lot of things, and his palm was badly scalded.

His hand, now hidden under his sleeve, was red and swollen, and there were hot and swollen blisters on it.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of scald can be recovered by blinking his eyes, but he has been bleeding too much recently, so the scald on his hand is recovering slowly.

Moreover, he was originally a flower demon, belonging to the plant Department. It was a kind of torture for him to make things by the fire.

The porridge is delicious. I don't know what kind of rice it is. Cooked porridge. It tastes delicious. It's soft and sticky.

Warm and fragrant porridge, cool sound feel more comfortable. Mental state a little better, that is, the face is still some pale.

The sun is just right outside.

Cool sound got out of bed and went to the door. The mountains were green. Outside the door, open full of blood rose, beautiful beyond words.

As soon as the wind blows, many red rose petals fall.

The air is light rose cold fragrance, just like the smell of Ling falling dust.

”Do you like it?” Ling Luochen came out after cool voice. He took off his white robe and put it on his shoulder.

”Yes.” Cool sound turned his head toward Ling Luochen, revealing a smile from the heart.

The girl's face, even if very pale, but this smile, almost let the surrounding flowers lose color.

At this moment, Ling Luochen could not help but lower his head and pasted the corner of his mouth with cool sound.

Soft touch, with a touch of cold flowers.