The devil bullies the upper body: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 440 I want to cook myself and make longevity noodles for you

"Hey, here it is."

Looking at the gift with a bow tie, clusters of joy rose in his heart, Shen Yan felt wrapped in happiness, "... what is this?"

What is it?
Glancing at the exquisitely packaged gift, Song Yu's fingers, arms, and waist...are sore and painful. The painful memory was brought back, and Song Yu burst into tears.

"This is a gift from me. It's all handmade. Since then, there is no other branch." After a brief moment of melancholy, Song Yushao became cheerful and said, "Open it and have a look. I think you will like it." of."

Seeing Shen Yan unpacking the package, Song Yu endured it again and again, but at the moment the package was opened, she pressed Shen Yan's hand, "...Well, Shen Yan, even if you don't like it...you must not say it, Otherwise, I will never give you a gift again, you know?!"

Shen Yan's black eyes were affectionate, "As long as it is a gift from Xiaoyu, I like it."

snort!
Song Yu is arrogant, this is not too bad!

Withdrawing her little hand, Song Yu kept a straight face, deliberately not looking at Shen Yan, her eyes drifted away, her whole body exuded the desire to cover up "I don't care, do you like it or not, do my woolen stuff?"

The beautiful packaging is opened,

Reveal the true face of Mount Lushan.

Stretching out his hand slowly, flipping through the picture book, the vivid paintings came into view, and hit Shen Yan's heart straight.

"...Little fish... how could you..." The little milk dog was excited and excited.

Looking at the picture he drew, the corners of Song Yu's eyes and brows were full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth were raised wildly, "Hey, Shen Yan, I'm amazing. I rushed out this painting after a busy day yesterday. This painting..."

Thinking of the old photos she found when she took a taxi to her grandfather's house yesterday, she rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and Song Yu was delighted. She never thought...the self when she was a child took a photo with Shen Yan, so cute and loving.

"Is this painting lifelike?" Song Yu smiled wretchedly, "Did you vividly portray your stunned expression when I kissed you domineeringly?"

Yes.

This painting was traced by Song Yu according to the photo and using the Q version of the painting method.

The Q version of Xiaoyan, with gauze eyes, chubby and cute, is sitting on the corridor.

The Q version of Xiao Xiaoyu, with half of her body heavily pressed against Xiao Xiaoyan's body, holding Xiao Xiaoyan's cheeks forcefully, the overlord bowed hard, shamelessly...cough, kissed Xiao Xiaoyan.

Patting his forehead, Song Yu felt a little regretful, such a wonderful memory, why did he forget it when he was swollen?

"...Shen Yan, is this picture familiar?" Song Yu tutted, "If I hadn't found these old photos from my grandfather, I wouldn't have known. I kissed you when I was a child. This is really... "

Shen Yan chuckled, "What is it really?"

Song Yu grinned and said, "What a foresight. I actually knew that you would become my boyfriend when I grow up. That's why... when I was a child, I stamped domineeringly to let you understand that you are mine in life, and you are mine in death." My ghost."

After being teased violently, Shen Yan's smile grew stronger, and Si Li said slowly, "Indeed...very enthusiastic, this photo was captured, but my mother laughed at it for a long time."

laugh at?

Song Yu's eyes sparkled, "Laughing? Why are you laughing at you?"

Shen Yan curled his lips lightly, "It is said that I, a little blind man, was reserved by someone, but unfortunately... At that time, I couldn't even see your face."

Well, it's really miserable.

Patting Shen Yan on the shoulder, Song Yu smiled brightly, "You see, I am in front of you now, Shen Yan, actually, I feel that we are really a match made in heaven."

"At that time, you were a little blind, unable to see my appearance, so that you missed me for many years; and I, so immortal, lost my memory, forgot you, lived heartlessly, and grew up... Going round and round, we met again, fell in love, and it was really amazing."

Shen Yan was gentle and provocative, "Yeah, it's really amazing."

At the end of the love talk, Song Yu stretched out his hand, snatched the album from Shen Yan, closed it, and put it on the table, "Okay, the gift has been unwrapped, the painting has been read, and the gift is put away."

Being robbed of the present, Shen Yan expressed his grievance, "...Xiaoyu, I haven't finished it yet?"

Finished?

Song Yu hehe, in order to fill this thin picture album, this queen stayed up all night, her fingers were almost useless, and she worked hard to get it out. Every picture is a painstaking effort.

Finished?

Song Yu was worried that after seeing these paintings, Shen Yan's eyes were red and she was so moved that she cried.

"...Flip through the picture album when you have free time," Song Yu said awkwardly, "Isn't it too much for you to sit here and look through the picture album and leave me alone?"

Yes, it is like that.

Touching Song Yurong's black hair, Shen Yan smiled deeply, "It's my fault, I shouldn't ignore Xiaoyu."

Seeing her kissing her boyfriend, Song Yu pursed her mouth and complained, "Shen Yan, my arm hurts a little, rub it for me."

arm hurts?
Shen Yan frowned, held Song Yu's arm nervously, and said a lesson, "I should hurt you to death, if you don't give you some pain, you won't know how to behave!"

Feeling the gentle force on her arm, Song Yu showed a comfortable expression, softly and coquettishly, "Isn't this going to prepare a gift for you, I've tried my best to think of what gift to give you, there is no shortage of money, food and clothing, You are not missing, there is no way..."

"I can only do it myself and draw a picture book for you."

Lifting his overused and flattened fingers, Song Yu said softly, "Look at me, my fingers are swollen, it hurts so much."

"...Does it hurt?" After being told by Song Yu, Shen Yan's heart softened, "Do you want to apply medicine?"

...applying medicine...it's a bit of a fuss...

Withdrawing her arm that had been softened by rubbing, Song Yu smiled sweetly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much, just rest for a while and it will be fine. By the way, Shen Yan..."

Looking up and looking at the master bedroom on the first floor, Song Yu motioned, "I bought you a lot of presents and put them in the bedroom. When you go to bed at night, unwrap the presents by hand. As for now..."

"What does Xiaoyu want to do?" Shen Yan 24 is a good boyfriend.

What?
Through the window, looking at the gradually darkening sky, Song Yu stretched out his hand to Shen Yan, and said joyfully, "Help me up, I want to cook myself and make longevity noodles for you."

Shen Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, "...Longevity Noodles?"

The doubts in the words made Song Yu akimbo, and said angrily, "What? I haven't cooked before, so it doesn't mean I can't cook, okay, I'm not a kitchen killer!"

"Besides, longevity noodles are very easy to make," Song Yu poked Shen Yan's shoulder, and Song Yu's face changed into a smile in seconds, "...cough, cough cough, well, you just need to fry it for a while...I'll give you the following, OK?"

Isn't this not done?

Shen Yan smiled and was very polite, and gave Song Yu the steps, "Xiaoyu, the injury on your arm is not fully healed yet, so leave the cutting and frying to me. You just need to go down."

(End of this chapter)