Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

This tomato rolled on the ground and was covered with a lot of dust. Normally, Ling Yue would not even look at it, but today, by some strange coincidence, he picked it up.

This is a well-grown tomato, exuding the sweet aroma unique to tomatoes. If it is made into a dish, it must be delicious.

Looking at it, Ling Yue made a decision - he supported the wheelchair, then stood up, and handed the tomato back to Yan Hui.

"Take it, don't drop it again."

Although Ling Yue's wound hasn't healed yet, some simple movements won't affect him. It's still ok to stand up for a while.

The stall owner watched helplessly as the disabled boy in her heart stood up, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his mouth was so wide that he could almost stuff that tomato into it.

"Girl, you, isn't your husband... ah!" The stall owner swallowed the word "disabled" in time.

Yan Hui laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, she couldn't speak clearly: "Ma'am, he just got...injured... for temporary use, just for a while."

The stall owner was embarrassed and apologized repeatedly: "I'm old and my eyes are bad, don't blame the aunt!"

Naturally, Ling Yue couldn't argue with her, so he shook his head and said "nothing".

It wasn't until this moment that Yan Hui stopped smiling, and continued to pick vegetables. In order to express his apology, the stall owner also took the initiative to pick the freshest vegetables from his stall and put them in Yan Hui's bag.

"When you get old, your eyes are not good, but your husband is still healthy, and it would be the best to be able to walk and run in the future. I would rather come to this kind of misunderstanding a few more times."

The stall owner babbled, his words were simple but reflected the most sincere kindness, and even the wrinkles on his face had a gentle taste.

Looking at the two people who were choosing dishes under the dim light, Ling Yue felt ordinary and moving for the first time. His heart was peaceful and tranquil, with a touch of warmth slowly fermenting.

This feeling is actually very good, he thought.

Yan Hui didn't prepare many dishes, so she finished picking out what she needed in a short while, and the stall owner also kindly sent seasonings.

The driver, who had been following the two of them not far away, took a look, stepped forward to take the pile of things with a wink, and stepped back after holding the pile of things with both hands.

The stall owner looked at it, hehe, this is even more amazing. This young couple, when they went out to buy vegetables, someone specially carried them. I don't know why this rich man suddenly wanted to come to this place to buy vegetables.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that the stall owner's eyes reluctantly moved away, and he still sighed: "The two are really suitable for each other!"

When she got in the car, Yan Hui couldn't help remembering the misunderstanding when she was shopping for vegetables, "Hahahaha..." She looked at Ling Yue's side face, and suddenly said with joy: "You said that if I push you out now, is it Can't you also enjoy a special treatment?"

Ling Yue glanced at her lightly, "You can try it."

Although he said so, Ling Yue's eyes clearly expressed a meaning - "If you really dare to do this, then you will die."

Yan Hui laughed even more happily, why didn't she realize that Ling Yue had such a side before?Duplicity, and to prove that there is no problem with her legs, she will pass things to her specially.

Looking at Yan Hui who was laughing so hard, Ling Yue didn't say anything, but secretly made a decision in his heart: After going back, he must educate this fool well.

Yan Hui, who knew nothing about her future, still smiled to herself, but she didn't know that she had already made an entry in someone's small ledger.

Hearing the laughter behind him, the driver admired Yan Hui very much in his heart. She was the only one who could treat the president like this. If it were someone else, he would probably have been thrown out of the car by the president long ago.

After all, even Qi Zhu often goes out with the president, and then takes a taxi back by himself...

Before the night fell, they had already arrived at the hotel. The driver took all these things and left with a wink, leaving the world for the two of them.

"Tomatoes and eggs, shredded peppers and potatoes, fried pork, cucumbers..." Yan Hui took out the ingredients from the bag while muttering about her menu for tonight.

Ling Yue turned the wheelchair and came to her side: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No, you should rest first and wait for your meal." Yan Hui kept his hands on and refused Ling Yue's help.

The cooking table was filled with various ingredients, and Yan Hui methodically took them to the sink to wash everything, and then took out a knife to cut each one.

In fact, since graduating from university, Yan Hui seldom cooks by herself, and she doesn't need to cook at home. Later, she no longer has a home, and she is not in the mood to cook.

Now, Yan Hui who picked up the handle of the knife was still a little raw, and gradually regained the feeling, but the potato shreds... still didn't look like shreds.

Ling Yue didn't go to rest either, he just quietly watched Yan Hui busy with dinner, his bright black eyes were full of tenderness.

In fact, every man must have had a longing for his significant other, imagined the circumstances under which they would meet, and imagined what their future life would be like.

Even Ling Yue didn't think about it. When he was a teenager, he also thought about being with his other half.

Maybe that person is willing to wash his hands and make soup for him, willing to wash away the lead, and is only busy for him.

Ling Yue has no shortage of a gorgeous and exquisite life, but that kind of life that is always floating in the clouds is sometimes a little unreal. On the contrary, such an ordinary life at home can touch his heart more.

The sound of the knife moving on the chopping board, the sound of the water rushing, and the sound of "squeaky" when the vegetables in the oil pan are put down...

These noisy but messy voices together compose the warm beauty in life.

Yan Hui, who was constantly busy, didn't have the energy to pay attention to Ling Yue's movements at all. It wasn't until she put the lid on the soup pot that the busyness of dinner came to an end.

As soon as she was free, she felt Ling Yue's gaze following her all the time, "Why do you keep looking at me?" Yan Hui's face was a little feverish, wondering if she was embarrassing again and Ling Yue kept staring at her. she looks.

"My eyes are uncomfortable, so I have to raise my eyes." Ling Yue smiled slightly.

Um?Yan Hui took a moment to react - was she being praised?

I didn't expect that the indifferent and serious President Ling would also praise people for their good looks...

Beautiful, beautiful.Like a child who stole candy, Yan Hui turned her back and smiled secretly.

Home-cooked dishes are convenient and fast to prepare, and in a short time, four dishes and one soup will be served.