My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 197 Emotional Changes in the Kitchen
Du Yuehua was suddenly frightened by the sight he turned and looked over, thinking that he must have been discovered when he peeked at him just now, subconsciously wanted to lower his head and look away, but the next second he realized that he seemed to be doing it deliberately , and forced himself to calm down.

Xia Mufeng saw that the expression on her face was changing back and forth, thinking that she was not feeling well, so she asked warmly: "What's the matter, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

After all, I also noticed her resistance just now, and Natsume Feng felt a little regretful about letting her knead the dough. The other party's appearance at the time obviously didn't like having his hands covered with flour, and he was too busy to think carefully.

"Huh? No, it's almost...almost."

Only now did Du Yuehua remember what Xia Mufeng said to him just now, and he was holding the dough in his hands in a hurry, but then he thought that he hadn't kneaded it for a long time just now, and now he kneaded it with a little guilty conscience After a few strokes, he put it on the case and retracted his palm.

Xia Mufeng looked at her with a guilty conscience and felt a little cute, and he saw her little movements just now clearly from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't think there was anything, instead he walked over with a smile.

In his eyes, he noticed that there was some flour on her face. As soon as he walked to Du Yuehua's side, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe off a little bit of flour on the tip of her nose.

He looked at the side of the cheek again, and wiped it off with the back of his hand bit by bit, and finally checked it before he was relieved.

Du Yuehua trembled her crystal eyelashes, his face was reflected in her deep black eyes, her heart seemed to be beating a little, her hands and feet were even a little stiff, but she still let him finish those movements without moving. .

After doing these actions, Xia Mufeng looked at the face that was close at hand, and suddenly felt a shock in his heart. Looking at the girl who was staring at him motionlessly, Xia Mufeng subconsciously thought that she was at home.

At this moment, he also knows that the actions just now seem to be a little too ambiguous.

In the past, when Yu Gongquan was cooking at home, if there was something on his face or hands that was inconvenient to clean up by himself, he would let him do it. Over time, he got used to it, but only after he finished cooking did he realize that it was not at his home.

Xia Mufeng was silent for a while, and after two seconds, in order to prevent the girl from being embarrassed, he still behaved naturally.

Xia Mufeng didn't linger on her face for too long, and turned to look at the wooden table in a blink of an eye, took a handful from the flour bag and sprinkled it on his hands, and directly grasped the dough on the table and began to soften it again At the same time, he said softly: "Go to the faucet to wash off the flour on your hands. By the way, help me watch the lettuce in the pot, and poke it with chopsticks from time to time, so that the whole dish will be scalded. You feel almost the same. It’s time to turn off the fire.”

"I, I know."

Du Yuehua, who was standing there, suddenly felt a little hot on his cheeks, exhaled lightly, and then lowered his head to wash his hands at the faucet in response.

Just now Natsume-kun touched his face.
I didn't even feel disgusted at all.

Is this what grandma used to say about liking?
She licked her cherry-colored thin lips, and silently turned on the faucet. The jet of water quickly washed away the flour on her hands. After wiping off the drops of water on her hands with a towel, she stroked her hair scattered on the side of her face. , and then cautiously began to observe Natsume Feng from the corner of the eye.

In fact, she also felt that Xia Mufeng seemed to be subconscious just now, so she didn't have any grudges.

Du Yuehua thinks that she has been in contact with a lot of boys since she was a child, but she basically ignores words such as "communication" and "heartbeat". The student's childish behavior was a little conflicted. Naturally, the boys around her did not lack suitors, and they could even be said to be excellent suitors, but almost none of them could move her heart.

This made her secretly doubt whether mature people are very attractive.

After all, from the time she wanted to get in touch with Natsume Kaede further, it was based on mutual respect and unpretentiousness in etiquette and conversation. Maybe the adult world has experienced a lot, and to be honest, she doesn't know.

As for how to deal with your emotions.
Du Yuehua looked back and saw that he was cutting the stretched dough section by section with a knife. The concentration and seriousness on his face really made people not disgusted.

She sighed quietly in her heart.

The emotional matters were too messy, which made it difficult for her to tell the difference.

Xia Mufeng might have been a little embarrassed just now, but now he has withdrawn. It's not that he is thick-skinned to a certain extent, but since the other party didn't resist, why should he have to apologize and act hypocritically? Sometimes silence is the best answer.

Although he didn't speak, Du Yuehua's mind is very restless at the moment, and it's also to ease the atmosphere between the two of them. She usually rarely talks to others, but after hesitating for a while, she couldn't help but ask: " What Natsume-kun made here seems to be Chinese food?"

Xia Mufeng has already started the process of stuffing. He didn't do much so it didn't take much time. He listened to Du Yuehua's question and nodded: "That's right."

Du Yuehua continued to ask: "Does Natsume-kun like Tianchao very much? Still like this kind of Chinese cuisine?"

"Well, I probably have both. My personal taste is a bit salty, and I'm not used to sushi and sashimi, so I prefer to eat Chinese food. I learned a lot because of my interest, but I only know how to serve some simple dishes. Mode."

"So that's how it is." Du Yuehua slowly fiddled with the lettuce in the pot with chopsticks, pursed his lips, exhaled softly, and said with a little emotion: "I didn't expect Natsume-kun to be so good at cooking, it really surprised me." A little ashamed."

Natsume Feng squeezed the dumplings and moved his sore neck. Hearing her emotion, he couldn't help laughing, then turned his head and said, "What's there to be ashamed of? Different people have different ways of living. According to your family background , you are already a very good girl."

"But girls should learn how to cook. This is the custom for treating her husband's family after marriage." Du Yuehua replied softly with a trace of hesitation on his exquisite face.

"Have you forgotten what I said to you yesterday?"

"Uh"

"Don't take your thoughts for granted. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. There is no need to force anything." Natsume Feng paused, looked at her side face and continued with a smile: "It's still the same sentence In other words, whether it is a relationship or a marriage, life is composed of two people, and there is no need to divide it so clearly."

"Well"

Du Yuehua nodded half-understood, looking at Xia Mufeng's figure with complicated emotions in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)