caught off guard love

Ye Keke was stuffed with a pot of chicken soup.

It is said to be chicken soup, but in fact, without adding a drop of water, it is all condensed into chicken soup by the steam in the steamer, so it is also called "hanging chicken soup".Cooking soup does not require brains, but it takes time. It takes at least two hours before and after. The real kung fu work is the delicacy cooked with low fire and time.

Although there is no scientific basis for drinking chicken soup when you are sick and have a cold, it has always been a traditional convention.

Ye Keke decided to follow the ancient method. She wanted to prepare a bowl of thick chicken soup for the sick Jiang Mingwu.It's her heart, but she only admits that it's reciprocity.

Jiang Mingwu's illness came like a mountain this time, but it went away like a thread, which was discouragingly slow.

In Ye Keke's eyes, Jiang Mingwu was physically strong, but he was a bit mean.It shows that you have to work hard even when you are sick.

It's been only two months since the last time I caught a cold, Jiang Mingwu caught a cold no less than three times.

It's not so much being constantly sick as it is not being healed at all.

Only when she was getting better, she refused to take medicine, and there were a lot of fallacies, such as "the medicine is three-point poison", and the "principle of self-healing of a cold in a week"; She stays in some inexplicable places, euphemistically called "listening to the wind and watching the clouds".

As for how to listen to the wind and see the clouds?That is the road of constant death.

The clouds in winter are naturally beautiful, the sky is high and the clouds are light, so lie down, through the towering urban buildings, at the edge of the split sky, if the imagination is rich enough, you can create thousands of worlds.

"Look, that one is the Ferris wheel in the playground, round, tall, rotating clockwise, slowly, slowly..." Jiang Mingwu touched Ye Keke's back. The hand traced the shape of the Ferris wheel, gesturing to let her guess the direction of rotation.

"Sooner or later, I will take you to the highest point to overlook the city." She said, holding Ye Keke in her arms, being careful not to let Ye Keke's body touch the cold partition of the bay window.

As for herself, she is not afraid of the severe cold, and indulges her body in the meager warm winter sun.

Ye Keke is afraid of the cold, she always refuses such presumptuous activities.Ye Keke's winter is a winter wrapped in scarves and down coats.

It is a warm winter with a warm handbag, a warm baby, and hot tea.

It would be even better if there was a fire in the middle ages.

But Jiang Mingwu didn't.

There are no long johns in her list, let alone down jackets.The shirt windbreaker was Jiang Mingwu's biggest concession.

And even more, Jiang Mingwu was too confident.Relying on her good physical fitness, her outstanding creativity, and even more on her savage novelty, she always makes unremitting efforts and keeps trying.

Regardless of the state of your body.

"The cloud is good, and the wind is also good." Jiang Mingwu said, she stretched out her hand out of the window, kissed the cold winter wind, took in the bitter cold air with her bare hands, and poured the coolness into Ye Keke's body vilely. collar.

Ye Keke was shivering from the cold, she pretended to be angry which was very amusing.

Jiang Mingwu never tires of it, she is so childish.

When Ye Keke was offended, Jiang Mingwu would try to make it up.

As long as Ye Keke looks at her, she will spare no effort to find an old magazine book that has been dusty for a long time, upstairs and downstairs, inside and outside the house, or serving tea, or delivering water, or just for Bojun's smile.

The wind and cold are so pervasive.

The wind will leak in through the tightly closed windows; the cold will meander up to the ankles that have no time to wear socks; Not willing to retreat.

Coughing is like wanton tenderness, like the smile in the corner of the eyes, even if you cover it up, you can't hold it back.

So, Jiang Mingwu was like this, coughing again after coughing well, fever subsided, but always coughing and coughing.

It's like declaring love.

Ye Keke summed up her behavior in one word, "do".How can the wind and cold be cured?Willful and reckless, no matter how strong the body is, it cannot compete with the four seasons of the world.

Ye Keke's chicken soup became more intense, and the aroma that the pot cover couldn't stop wafted away, filling the small apartment.

After the frost in winter, the green vegetables start to taste delicious, the bitterness is gone, and the sweetness is revealed from the meridians.

Bearing in mind that Jiang Mingwu's mouth was tasteless, Ye Ke used three kinds of mushrooms to make it fresh, and fried the kohlrabi.

The vegetables are fried just right, cover the pot and simmer for 3 minutes.Caught off guard, Ye Keke was hugged from behind.

"It smells so good, it must be delicious." Like a huge koala, the man buried his face into the back of Ye Keke's neck, making her itchy and her heart fluttering.

Jiang Mingwu made a pun. I don't know if she was talking about these two dishes, or the little lover in her arms who cooked the dishes carefully?

Ye Keke only felt that the base of her ears was hot, and the other party's slightly heavy exhalation was sprayed behind her ears, adding a warm current to the winter day.

"Don't move." Ye Keke held back the numbness and tolerated her reckless behavior as much as possible.Make her a patient?The patient is always the biggest.

Occasionally, she would get angry and make trouble. Jiang Mingwu's personality dictates that it is impossible for her to keep being low-key.Occasionally when his temper came up, Jiang Mingwu would also lose his temper, with cold brows and nitpicking.

If encountering Ye Keke's principled issues, Ye Keke would not hesitate to quarrel with her openly.

Ye Keke, who has the mentality of "If I can't make it through, I'll just roll away", is much tougher now. In this world, whoever leaves will be unable to make it through?She can leave Jiang Mingwu once, and she can leave her again.

What about Jiang Mingwu?Toughness is temporary, and immediately admits to being cowardly after regaining consciousness.

Jiang Mingwu would look at her with a pitiful expression of an abandoned dog: "How can you be angry with a patient?" She would be aggrieved, sad, and cunningly change concepts.

The degree is just right, it is the kind of weakness of the patient who "you see, I can't do anything about it?"

Every time at this time, Ye Keke can only helplessly, uncontrollably, "puchi" laugh and defeat his achievements.

It's been a long time, when will I see the always arrogant, ruthless Miss Jiang say such begging words with such a condescending expression?

So I had to give up.

Jiang Mingwu is really smart, as long as he gives a little advice, he will eat Ye Keke to death, without giving her any room or chance to stand up.

Just like now, she was sure that she would have a shovel in one hand and a pot cover in the other, and she would not have the strength to push her away, so she acted even more recklessly.

Her kisses sprung up like mushrooms after rain, falling on Ye Keke's body and heart.

Ye Keke thought, maybe she couldn't escape, maybe it was her.

To meet such a flexible, but still strong-willed lover.She loves her, it seems more than just a game thing.

Ye Keke now believes more and more that a person's sincerity is not what she says, but how she does it and why she does it.

And everything in the world seems to be really destined.She thought she had lost all the sunshine, but she was caught off guard and gained sunshine.

Ye Keke held back the smile on the corner of his mouth, and pushed Jiang Mingwu away with a spatula dripping with oil.

"Don't, don't give me a cold." Ye Keke pushed her away, rubbing her nose in a disguised way.She is sensitive all over her body, and Jiang Mingwu's small movements always like to go towards her sensitive places.

There was a fire in front of the stove, so she couldn't joke at all, so she had to find an excuse and send Jiang Mingwu away.

Jiang Mingwu was extremely aggrieved: "How can you despise me?" She said, "How did I take care of you when you were sick? I didn't take off my clothes, put on the saddle, and spared no effort! Think about it, you have no heart."

Ye Keke laughed angrily: "I'm not like you. I have three colds in three months, and one cold for a month."

"Besides, I've been sick since I met you?" She realized, what and what?

"That's because you didn't give me a chance, you got sick to see my performance?" Jiang Mingwu insisted.

"Bah, bah, nonsense." Ye Keke pushed Jiang Mingwu out of the kitchen, and Jiang Mingwu sat sullenly at the edge of the dining table, looking out of the bay window, where the howling north wind stirred up the dust of the city.

Suddenly, it was in the air, ups and downs.

Another 10 minutes later, Ye Keke's soup was ready, the dishes were ready, and the new rice was ready.

She served simple but delicate dishes and soup to the table, and gave Jiang Mingwu a big bowl of rice.

"I don't eat rice after lunch." Jiang Mingwu was still angry, crossing his shoulders and looking at the neon lights reflected on the glass outside the window. There are many tall buildings in this city, and glass is the best carrier. The busy streets of this city appear in mid-air as a mirage .

Jiang Mingwu counted the headlights with great interest. How many unqualified drivers are there with high beams on?

Jiang Mingwu was angry.She won't eat until she counts a hundred cars.

"New rice, it's very fragrant." Ye Keke put the rice bowl in front of Jiang Mingwu, "Eat more when you're sick, good boy, can I make hot cocoa for you at night?"

Ye Keke lowered her posture, coaxing her human pet lover.

Jiang Mingwu twitched his eyebrows, hum, is she the one who will be bought by a cup of hot cocoa?

Ye Keke leaned over, leaned close to Jiang Mingwu's mouth and pecked lightly: "Or, this Keke is also okay."

Jiang Mingwu's eyes lit up immediately.

"Really?" She asked solemnly, but when she said it, she didn't know if it was because she was too excited, and she coughed violently again.

"Steamed, steamed, this soup has been steamed for two hours." Ye Keke smiled.

"You! Cough!" Jiang Mingwu was a little annoyed.

Ye Keke stuffed the chopsticks into her hands: "Baby who eats obediently will be rewarded."

As for the reward...

What do you say?

"I don't want it!" Jiang Mingwu roared angrily, "Why? Why? Why cough cough cough..."

The lights have been turned off, the bed has been warmed up, and under the refraction of the slightly drunk neon lights, Ye Keke's thinner face has become more and more charming.

Jiang Mingwu's heart skipped a beat. She was really poisoned, and Ye Keke, who felt that she was getting too much, exuded a more and more intense fragrance.

As time goes by, it does not decrease but increases.

She seemed bewitched, she seemed, really irresistible to her.

Ye Keke softly comforted Jiang Mingwu, she was indeed acting like a villain, she was taking advantage of the opportunity to retaliate, she was taking advantage of the chaos, she took advantage of Jiang Mingwu's poor health and lack of energy, wantonly doing what she always wanted to do but never succeeded matter.

"I will be light, I will be gentle, and I will take good care of you." Ye Keke said.

"I don't." Jiang Mingwu fought hard.

"I'll make soup for you, I'll wash your clothes, I'll buy you hot coffee..." Ye Keke said.

"I don't!" Jiang Mingwu was about to go crazy, who the hell is pushing his feet.I think she used to be Jiang Mingwu who was disheveled, but now she is enough to accommodate her, is she still not satisfied?

"I will kiss you, I will love you, and I will accompany you." Ye Keke continued to say the oath, which became more and more true and heavier, and would not give up until the goal was achieved.

"I! No! Yes!" Jiang Mingwu kicked her, but she refused, she must have refused, don't even think about it.

Who gave Ye Keke such courage?Liang Jingru?

"I will be responsible for you...I..." Ye Keke sighed, "I will never leave you."

Jiang Mingwu's attitude was obviously relaxed after hearing her last promise.

She looked at her fixedly: "What?" She asked her to repeat her promise.

"I said, I will be responsible for you, I will love you forever, I will never leave you." Ye Keke didn't expect that this is what she cares about?

"Oh." Jiang Mingwu suddenly took a deep breath, and she relaxed her tense body.

"Then you come," she said.

"Huh?" Ye Keke was a little surprised instead, did she really stop resisting?

"What's the ink?" Jiang Mingwu was a little annoyed by her attitude, "Hurry up, don't hesitate." She closed her eyes, waiting for her reward, and also for her own Lingchi.

It is a sweet torment, and it is also the darkness before the dawn.

Jiang Mingwu thought, if it was once, he could get back a promise.Not bad.

The shrewd businessman Jiang Mingwu will not suffer.A love scene is like a shopping mall, all need to pay, it is all a gamble.Jiang Mingwu's bet is not small, and she will definitely come back.

Yes.

— Only blood can make flowers bloom brightly.

A nightingale sings a blood-stained rose, which is the best gift for love.

Ye Keke looked in amazement at a coquettish red rose blooming on the plain bed sheet in the dim and uncertain neon reflection.

"You—" She was so surprised that she almost swallowed her tongue.

"How is it possible?" Ye Keke sat down and murmured to himself. While he didn't believe it, he was greeted with a huge, unbelievable, ecstasy that seemed to be in a dream.

As for Jiang Mingwu, she just leaned lightly on the head of the bed, and she said leisurely: "You said, you are responsible for me."

"To be responsible is to be responsible for a lifetime. One lifetime, three lifetimes, and lifetimes."