I like your sister for a long time

Chapter 65

Chapter 65 [065]

    The first meal Yao Xing arrived in Yuncheng, He Qi took her to have porridge.

    Yao Xing originally thought of porridge, which can be eaten at any night snack shop on the side of the road, but the facts proved that she still underestimated Young Master He. He drove her to the Jiaguo Hotel in the middle of the night, and then ordered Yao Xing a real raw seafood porridge. There are hairy crabs, scallops, fresh shrimp, abalone... The porridge is served in a casserole.

    Yao Xing took a sip and his eyes lit up.

    He Qi: "Is it delicious?"

    Yao Xing nodded: "It's delicious, would you like to have a taste?"

    He Qi said: "Yes!"

    Then he leaned over and opened his mouth like a little goldfish.

    Yao Xing: "..."

    Yao Xing felt that he really couldn't keep up with He Qi's rhythm, and he was really good at using this kind of carefulness in dating. Including the kiss in the hotel room before, and now I naturally opened my mouth and waited for her to feed seafood porridge... I feel that I have never been in love ten times or eight times and I can't reach this level.

    After thinking about it, Yao Xing still took a spoonful of seafood porridge with the white porcelain spoon in his hand, and fed it to He Qi's lips.

    He Qi opened his lips and ate, nodded after eating, and said: "The porridge fed by my girlfriend is delicious."

    Yao Xing: "..."

    Yao Xing then silently drank two bowls of porridge, and the rest of the porridge was eaten by He Qi. It was rounded directly, and when I went back, I passed an intersection. There are self-employed people who push a small cart to sell flowers at the intersection late at night, and they are probably going to close their stalls and go home. After He Qi got out of the car, he went to buy a large bouquet of roses, then brought them back and stuffed them into Yao Xing's arms.

    Such a large handful, fiery red, made Yao Xing's face fair and delicate, delicate and charming.

    Yao Xing was a little at a loss holding the flowers: "There is no vase in the hotel room, right?"

    He Qi bent down and got into the car: "Yes, I saw it when I came out."

    It turns out that there is.

    So while He Qi was taking a bath, Yao Xing dragged a pillow and sat on the bay window next to the sofa, began to trim branches and leaves, and tried to plant flowers.

    This is not something she is good at, and she has never touched it before, but flowers have a magical power that can make people intoxicated quickly. Even people who didn’t like flowers that much before can’t help but stop and admire them when they see fresh and delicate flowers, let alone serving a flower by themselves!

    So Yao Xing quickly indulged in it, and even felt that his whole heart was happy because of these flowers.

    When He Qi came out of the shower, what he saw was Yao Xing sitting on the window sill, smiling and playing with flowers. Her side face is quiet and gentle, and the fingers holding the flower branch are white and slender, like the finest uncut jade, shining lustrously under the light.

    Behind her is the bay window of the hotel.

    Outside the window is the night that is so thick that it cannot be melted. The deep black color is like a natural viewing frame, framing Yao Xing's whole body in the frame. The black is extremely black, and the red is extremely bright, and Yao Xing, who is sitting in the middle of the frame, is the most peaceful and gentle stroke in this thick ink.