"You got off work early today." Xia Yu'an stood in the cold wind, her face pale with coldness, but her eyes filled with pure joy.
Meng Xiyue unwrapped her neck scarf, wrapped it around Xia Yu'an, and surrounded her with her body temperature and a faint fragrance. Xia Yu'an raised her eyes and watched as she carefully fiddled with her hair from the scarf. Meng Xiyue, Xia Yuan cracked her lips and smiled: "Meng Xiyue, you are so kind to me." The
voice was very soft, and the slightly hot breath fell on her face. After Xiyue paused, she turned her gaze on her clear eyes, which contained countless flocks. They seemed to be scalded, her lips turned crimson, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her hands with her hair flicked quickly.
With fingertips running along the hair, she took the other person's hand on her side. She squeezed slightly, and her voice was a little low: "Why don't you wait for me in the car."
Xia Yuan sent her a message earlier. She said that she was coming to pick her up from work, and Meng Xiyue's official business for today had already been done, and she didn't want to have Xia Yu'an wait late last time.
Between work and lover, she will have a good balance.
Xia Yu'an will never hide her emotions. She is always straightforward and bold, telling Meng Xiyue plainly: "Because I want to see you sooner."
Meng Xiyue held Xia Yu'an's hand tightly. , A touch of crimson quietly climbed to the tips of the ears, and the beautiful lip line curled up slightly, forming a small arc, and his voice was soft: "Reserved."
Xia Yu'an glanced at her, thinking, clearly too happy. , Meng Xiyue is too restrained and too introverted.
Her gaze fell on the two hands holding each other, holding the ground so tightly, who is not reserved.
Forget it, she won't open it up, Xia Yu'an clings to Meng Xiyue: "I won't go out to eat today, let's go home and make it by ourselves." Then she started to apply for the name of the dish, it looked like eating Meng Xiyue. Will do the same for her.
go home.
Meng Xiyue bent her eyes slightly, showing a shallow smile, her eyes were warm and soft.
"good."
Meng Xiyue can cook, only simple home-cooked dishes, and has strong hands-on skills. Looking at the recipes, he can also make eight images.
The two bought some food from the supermarket near the apartment and went home. When they got to the door, Xia Yu'an smugly pressed his fingerprints.
Meng Xiyue was aside, her eyes gentle.
Xia Yu'an had never touched any of these things. Seeing Meng Xiyue sorted the dishes neatly, she stood by and watched, her eyes falling on the opponent's hand between the ingredients.
Slender, white and soft.
The sight was too hot, Meng Xiyue was too deliberate if she didn't know, she handed a green pepper to Xia Yu'an: "Wash the vegetables."
Xia Yuan subconsciously said: "I don't like eating green peppers."
Meng Xiyue retracted. Put it aside: "Well, I see." He handed her tomatoes again.
This time Xia Yu'an didn't say anything, she just started to do it. The water is warm and there are no frozen hands. She washed and said, "Meng Xiyue, let's do it by ourselves in the future."
Meng Xi was cutting potatoes. Moon, the roots are distinct, the same size, the expression is focused and serious, "Hmm."
Xia Yu'an is happy, she thinks Meng Xiyue really listens to her, this also shows from the side that Meng Xiyue likes her too much. .
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