The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 6

Xie Tingyu felt very happy when he was full.

    However, Ye Qingshui became entangled. She counted the meager "deposits" in her hand. Faced with the big money Xie Tingyu,

    she took out the Snow Frost that Xie Tingyu bought during the day and put it on his desk.

    "I don't have any money for you, so let's give it back to you."

    Xie Tingyu seemed to be the first time I saw such a sincere person. It is hard to imagine that she would design to rely on him. Some time ago, she could not wait to see an educated youth point to see him, and he turned his face flushed when he looked back. Don't even need his things now?

    The consciousness of this thought is still quite fast. However, Xie Tingyu felt a little complicated. Soon he thought, what is her mind, what does he care about?

    Xie Tingyu put his hands on the back of his head, and said lightly: "If you give it to you, take it."

    "Today's fried rice is quite delicious, and I will

    count it as my food in the future." Xie Tingyu's taste is still quite picky, he It's not that he hasn't eaten delicious things. He has even touched his mouth in famous restaurants in Kyoto. Ye Qingshui's cooking is quite delicious, with a special taste.

    "Forget it." She touched her face, "After I save enough money to buy it for myself, you don't need to be so good to me."

    Ye Qingshui's skin is still very good, so let her go. Mother, it's white if you cover it in winter. There is no need to waste skin care products. When she was thirty in her last life, some people still said that she looked like a little girl in seventeen or eighteen. The powder is soft and white, like a girl raised by a beautiful landscape.

    It's too stubborn now. It was summer when I worked too hard and got sunburned.

    Ye Qingshui looked down at him sleeping on the floor, his messy black hair was no longer as fresh and neat as the day, with a touch of washed wetness, the cotton collar was opened a bit, reflecting the soft white of the moonlight . The expression on his face was a little unhappy.

    Rao was Ye Qingshui, who was tenderly painted by the old cucumber, and couldn't help but take a few more glances. Xie Tingyu is really good, although it's not her taste anymore.

    But Ye Qingshui couldn't help thinking: If her child had a chance to be born, it would be very beautiful.

    That was after Xie Tingyu's drunkenness and chaos after the college entrance examination. Maybe he didn't even know about it. After so many years, Ye Qingshui still had a hard time forgetting the cub who had been with her for three months. If she was a little more cautious at that time, it would be able to look at the world.

    Xie Tingyu sneered when she watched her put down Xueshuang, as if he didn't even look at it.

    "That's good?"

    "It's

    just paying back your meal. What do you little girl want to do so much?" Xie Tingyu looked at the little village girl's face with a slightly longing and stunned expression, a little hard to say.

    Ye Qingshui nodded hard, patted her chest and said: "I didn't think much, but I don't like the taste of

    owing money." She was afraid that Xie Tingyu would stare at her with that strange look. natural. Ye Qingshui added another sentence: "Don't worry, I really won't rely on you again. I now prefer a masculine and masculine man."