The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

The delicate flowers are dotted sporadically on the green wreath, giving people a just right sense of freshness and beauty.

It stayed quietly on Mu Yaqi's hair, the beauty of the flower suddenly faded a little, and it just served as the background.

If Mu Yaqi was in excellent physical condition, then this wreath would be a different feeling when matched with her. Both of them were beautiful and bright, full of vigorous vitality. The warm sunshine cast a circle of fine golden light on the person. Mu Yaqi seemed to have stars in her eyes, and her bright eyes looked at him. It should be a bright, beautiful, lovely and moving scene.

But now her condition has not fully recovered, so she is not as bright and charming as imagined.

But even though her face was a little pale, she was still as beautiful as the wreath, because the brightness in her eyes was incomparable to anything else.

At least that's what Lu Chengfeng thought.

The fresh feeling of the wreath combined with Mu Yaqi's slightly pale face gives her an unexpectedly cool feeling of a lotus emerging from water.

Lu Chengfeng looked her up and down, nodded with a smile, and praised: "There is a sense of coolness and sophistication."

Mu Yaqi looked at him blankly and asked with amusement, "What do you mean by that?"

Lu Chengfeng explained: "The cold feeling is rare in you, so it seems strange at first glance. Or maybe you don't understand me, so I feel this way."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows and said in an ambiguous tone, "You mean I have nothing to do with 'Qing Leng'?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "No matter what style it is, I believe you can handle it easily. It's just a matter of whether it's common or not, or who is common to it."

Mu Yaqi snorted proudly, and said eagerly: "Next time I will show you my cool style."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "You are actually quite aloof right now. And I think if you were too aloof, you might not be so close to me, so out of selfishness, I actually prefer you to be your normal self so that we can be closer. Of course, compared to my ideas, I hope you can be more casual and follow your own ideas."

Mu Yaqi smiled lightly, then put on a posture. She waved her hand proudly and said in a serious manner: "Okay, okay, since you have asked, I will reluctantly give you this face."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "I knew that our Xiaoxue is the best."

Mu Yaqi stopped pretending. She put away the posture she had just put on and immediately put on a full smile. She threw herself into Lu Chengfeng's arms and hugged him, burying her head in his chest. She couldn't hide her smile in her muffled voice and said, "I think you are great. I like you so much."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and hugged her waist, coaxing her softly: "Then I will continue to keep it up."

Mu Yaqi was even happier when she heard this. She nudged her head in his arms, then raised her head and asked blankly, "Did I wrinkle my wreath?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "No, it's still on your hair."

Mu Yaqi nodded with relief, smiled again, and said, "Your cooking skills are still good."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if this one is broken. I can make another one for you."

Mu Yaqi said: "I once again understand what you said before, that it is better to teach others to be self-reliant than to help them do things."

Lu Chengfeng said with some pride: "The importance of mastering a craft."

After a pause, he continued with the second half of the sentence: "It can make my wife love me more."

Mu Yaqi stretched out her hand, clenched her fist and punched him lightly, saying with a smile: "You have put all your little tricks into this."

Lu Chengfeng raised his head slightly with some pride and said, "Using it here is the right way."