The rumored Chen Qianqian side story

After finally comforting her mother-in-law, Ye Cuican pulled Li Fangmi out of the room, closed the door, she gave Li Fangmi a meaningful look, and said in a very speechless voice:

"It turns out that my ex-husband is a dutiful son with a second-degree illness."

She finally smoothed it out just now.

Only now did she know that the chestnut rice in the past was completely different from the chestnut rice she knew.

Before mastering so much profound knowledge, Li Fangmi was a warm boy with foodie attributes.

He likes to eat the celery omelette made by his father in the morning, and the paella made by his mother in the evening. In order to eat delicious food, he does a lot of acting like a baby.

Since I have been eating gold-medal crafts since I was a child, it is inevitable that I will be tricky and not used to eating outside things.

So the mother-in-law kept silent for many years after her husband passed away in order to take care of her son's three meals a day. Later, Li Fangmi knew that someone was pursuing her mother-in-law, but the mother-in-law refused because her son was indispensable to her.

Chestnut rice changed after that.

Under the guise of having a second-year-old illness, he changed from a chubby, warm boy to a lean, capable urban cool guy.

I began to feel that the food cooked by his mother was tired, oily, out of date with the times, and there was no need for dialogue.

Later, in order to reassure his mother-in-law, who was not in good health, and moved the restaurant to the south, he even carried out the cold war thoroughly, directly refusing to open his mouth to eat anything his mother made.

The purpose is to let his mother know that he is not indispensable to her, he can do it himself, she doesn't need to be attached to him anymore, just live her own life with peace of mind...

Ye Cuichan sighed.

The heart is kind.

But why choose such an extreme and unpleasant way?

She has always felt that a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted character is the worst character in the world and should not be beautified.

A knife mouth with a knife heart, and a tofu mouth with a tofu heart, so that no one will be hurt, how good it is.

Misalignment will only hurt others and yourself.

Although she herself occasionally performs such a coquettish operation, it is really weird that a coquettish operation like Li Fangmi lasts for more than 20 years.

Is it to pursue the so-called depth?

Superficial as Ye Cuican, I really can't agree with it, I just think it might be more appropriate to describe it with the second disease.

Li Fangmi seemed to be introspecting too, and his eyes were a little confused at the moment, but after thinking for a while, he still stubbornly said:

"This method is the most effective..."

Is it effective?

Ye Cuican couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

The relationship between people is not engaged in engineering, what needs to be said is what is effective.

Ye Cuican was too lazy to argue with him, so she cut the topic directly, "It seems that today's inspection can't be done, you can call my dad and push the schedule until tomorrow."

Li Fangmi nodded.

Ye Cuican thought for a while, "Then our show..." The audience shouted NG, so there's no need to act.

Anyway, she couldn't go on acting.

Fortunately, Li Fangmi also thought so, rubbed his temples and said:

"No acting, you go back and rest first."

"Alright, then I'll come over tomorrow morning and go to the hospital together"

"Um"

"Bright--", Ye Cuican packed up and was about to go out, but was stopped by Li Fangmi again.

"Thank you" he said.

Thank me for what I did, Ye Cuican pulled the corners of her lips and waved her hand, "Thank you for knowing how to turn yourself."

......

"You trust my feelings now?"

In 902, on the crooked-necked pine tree protruding from the wall, Little Mung Dou lay in a strangely shaped bird's nest, and spoke weakly.

Wu Zhihe stood in front of the window with downcast eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he shook his head stubbornly for a while:

"Maybe it's a coincidence, I can't feel that person's aura from Ye Cuican at all"

Yes, it wasn't a coincidence that he went to see Ye Cuican walk on the stage today, but he was summoned by the red four-leaf clover.

The great wizard told him that if he found the unique red four-leaf clover in the world, he would be able to find the person he had been looking for.

But he saw the red four-leaf clover today, but he was not that person.

Ye Cuican said that he painted the red four-leaf clover to match the clothes, and he couldn't feel that person's breath from Ye Cuican's body at all, to be precise, he couldn't feel that person's thoughts.

He can't be wrong.

It must be a coincidence.

"No, it's her." Little Mung Dou stubbornly shook her head, "The day before yesterday she was in the garden on the roof—" Her voice paused, and after a while she spoke again with some difficulty, "I can feel her heart beating, it can't be wrong "

Only this time, her heartbeat was because of another man.

Still a step too late.

"Heart?"

Wu Zhihe frowned, and suddenly corrected:

"Our divine bird family has always identified everything with the breath of thoughts. Didn't I tell you that thoughts come from the brain and have nothing to do with the heart."

"But I really feel it," Little Mung Bean murmured.

Not knowing whether it was too weak or too sad, it closed its eyes slightly.

...

On the way home, Ye Cuichan had been thinking about today's curse-breaking kiss, but she couldn't figure out why, so she happily put this difficult problem behind her--

No matter, let's wait for Little Red Dot to figure it out one by one.

As soon as I got home and opened the door, there was a sudden door opening sound behind me, as if I was waiting for her.

Such a coincidence?

Ye Cuican rolled his eyes, Ying Ming decided to pretend he didn't hear, quickly opened the door of his house and slipped in, but the smug smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't time to let go, and he was surprised to find that the door that was about to close didn't move.

Surprised, Ye Cuican poked his head over, and saw through the crack of the door that it was indeed Wu Zhihe, who was leaning against the door with one hand, and his eyes met Ye Cuican's.

Ye Cuican twitched the corners of her lips, and said in an appropriately unwelcome tone:

"You, what's the matter?"

This guy, wouldn't have been waiting to catch her, would he?Want to do it... just as he was speculating, the next second, Ye Cuican was stunned.

Because Wu Zhihe smiled at her, the kind that only moved the corners of his mouth but not the corners of his eyes.

It was even scarier than when he had a cold face. Ye Cuican looked at him in surprise and confusion. Seeing his smile widen, he even raised the takeaway bag in his hand, "You ordered takeaway."

Deliver food.

Ye Cuican's heart dropped slightly, and she squinted her eyes and smiled, reaching out to pick it up, "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, the takeaway bag that was about to arrive suddenly retreated, and stopped at a distance that Ye Cuican couldn't reach...Ye Cuican was taken aback, raised her head and asked in confusion:

"not mine?"

"It's yours." Wu Zhihe glanced slightly into the room, "Red is busy today, so I'll bring it here for him. Let me set the dining table."

"don't"

Ye Cuican refused neatly, "How dare you bother your Wuda store manager to serve you personally."

"You're welcome, this is the treatment a VIP should have."

After finishing speaking, Wu Zhihe gently pushed the door, his movements were light and elegant, but the door was still pushed open silkily under the resistance of Ye Cuican, Wu Zhihe walked in generously, walked in the direction of the restaurant with ease.

"..."

It should be because the two structures are similar that they are so familiar with each other, Ye Cuican thought.

She blinked, thought for a while, and opened the door wide, fixed the foot bolts, and then walked in with ease.

After setting the table, Wu Zhihe didn't leave right away, but calmly sat down opposite Ye Cuican and started serving dishes.

He said that he didn't have a talent show, so he could only make up for it with service, and he was the best at serving dishes.

Ye Cuican was so dazed that she opened her mouth to say something, but finally closed her mouth wisely--

Forget it, he can't be more stubborn than him, isn't it just to make a dish, she also wants to see how to know how to make a dish.

Ten minutes later she had an epiphany.

Wu Zhihe's so-called best dish is to let her eat every kind of dish with only one spoon.

Wu Zhihe delivered the food to the spoon, and then she only needed to use a spoon to move back and forth in a straight line between her mouth and the empty plate in front of her.

From No. 11 minutes onwards, she couldn't hold it anymore, not because her stomach couldn't hold it, but because her heart couldn't hold it anymore.

She gently put down the spoon, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and said:

"Thanks, I'm full"

"Drink some more bird's nest," Wu Zhihe took out a very elegant and retro small bowl and handed it over.

The bowl was too delicate, Ye Cuican couldn't help but took it and looked at it curiously, "Which dynasty is this imitation from? It's so beautiful!"

Seeing that Ye Cuican was only focused on enjoying and playing without moving his mouth, Wu Zhihe's face was a little anxious, "The bird's nest will lose its effect when it's cold. I'll tell you after drinking it, and I'll give you a bowl too."

Ye Cuican raised her eyebrows, then tilted her neck, drank the bird's nest down to the last drop, then turned the bowl to look at the bottom--

The brief fishing experience of the amateur archaeological team told her that this might be an antique bowl.

Sure enough, there were words she couldn't understand printed on the bottom of the bowl. Generally speaking, the words she couldn't understand had connotations. She said pleasantly:

"Is this really for me?"

Wu Zhihe nodded, and asked eagerly, "How do you feel?"

Ye Cuican was taken aback by the other party's direct gaze, "How does it feel?" After a pause, she held the bowl and said happily:

"very beautiful!"

Wu Zhihe slightly supported his forehead.

"..."

Here it is again, Ye Cuican annoys him the most when he is speechless to her, so he can bear it in his territory, but this is her house!

She rolled her eyes angrily, "That's right, I'm just an empty vase, what's wrong with an empty vase liking an empty bowl?!"

"...I'm asking how the bird's nest feels," Wu Zhihe said.

Eh.

This...Ye Cuican paused, suddenly felt a little embarrassed, thought for a while and replied, "It's delicious!"

Wu Zhihe frowned again.

"Do you feel any difference?"

"Every day is different." Ye Cui looked confused.

The bird's nest, which is a match made in heaven, has new patterns every day. It has not been repeated for so long, and I suddenly asked her what is different... Although her ability to summarize is not bad, but do you need to answer such brain-burning questions when eating?

This is not a good habit.

Seeing that Wu Zhihe seemed to be suppressing the small volcano in his heart, he sighed and began rubbing his temples again. Ye Cuican was so angry that he also started rubbing his temples like him, yelling:

"Ouch, headache"

It hurts to see you.

I get a headache when I talk to you.

Eating with you is even more of a headache.

Big brother, are you my special headache medicine?

The kind that specializes in all kinds of comfort!

Sending Wu Zhihe away, blocking his hesitant gaze, Ye Cuichan heaved a sigh of relief.

Thinking of something, I suddenly got a little angry at the graffiti--

If you have to find an agent to confess, you can't find someone who makes you feel more at ease. Do you have to find an ice cube?

Hmph, when that guy comes to your door, you must refuse it harshly!