I, Qing Huan

When I wash the bowl in the South, I was ready to go back to sleep.

When she returned to her house, she suddenly heard the static movement next door. She is very martial arts, earnest ear, so he is very clear, and the light is suppressed, like a strong pain.

She is almost a step forward, and I want to open it in front of the light. But when the hand hites the door, I stayed in the air, I want to touch, I don't dare.

Does she want to go in?

Does she need her care?

It seems to be a cold air, and the sound of her scorpion can't catch up. In the south, I can't think too much, I can't think of too much, and I turn on the door.

I wish you all the best in the bed, she squatted on the ground, enchanting curly hair sticked to the floor, the cloud spread. Her handy belly, the face is pale, the forehead is all sweat, the neck is also water.

Nanxun is busy in the past and put her from the ground. I wish you all the pains quickly, she squinted, looked at the south of the next time, lipping: "You ..."

Nanxun took the buddle to the bed, she frowned, and she was bent down and went to explore the forehead of the light. When the south is bent, the long black hair is in the face of the light, very soft hair, gently sweeping, let her want to scratch the skin of the itch.

"Intestinal inflammation, fever." Nanxi nickname the word like gold.

I wish you all the hambits, I only know that I have born all the gastroenteritis, but she is not already impressed by fever.

"I will send you to the hospital."

When I turned around, I went back to my room to get the car key.

"You don't ..." I wish you all the best of her, "Don't go to the hospital, I ... will be taken."

"Don't you live?" Nanxu frowned to look at her. She has such a serious tone and I wish you light, you can even have a saying that is like a temper, and it is also a soft tone.

"No ... I have a contract, I can't take a black material before I start shooting ..." I wish you a lot of voice trembled. "I have not openly made it yet, and people in the circle know me and Mei. Relationship, if I go to the hospital with you, tomorrow ... tomorrow, our unmarried manuscript is on the head ... "

Nanxun has never felt that the star is so troublesome.

"Then you are lying like this, can you do?" Nanxun felt improper.

"Nothing ... You help me with the glass, my gastritis is old, there is a medicine in the drawer." I wish light and hurt into a group, the eyes are unknone, I don't forget the:: "White boiled water, you Don't put sugar or salt in the inside ... "

The boiled cabbage may become a psychological shadow of her life.

The south sighed and went to the floor down a glass of water. She found medicine from the drawer, putting the water and the medicine to the front of the light.

I wish my lightly climbed up, my head is faint, and my eyes have fallen. She stared at the glass and shake the water, coughing two, but I wanted to raise my hand but didn't work.

"Feed you?" Nanxun asked her opinion.

I wish you light, look at the south, seemed to be dissatisfied with her hometown. At this time, she was sick, and her eyes were scattered around the eyes. Although she made a less friendly expression, she looked very charming.

'Light joy' I tried it, so her appearance always stained the unique coldness of the monks, covering her original glare. 'Zhu Liang Huan' can have not been repaired, and her one, one, let this five official enchanting show, like a fairy of the disaster, and lift the eyes, you can take the blood.

The length of her and the South is two extremes. A fascinating flame, a cold as frost. The inevitable result of the frost near the flame is that it is melted, evaporated, turns into water, becomes the same color.

The South is for a long time, only forced to hold back the idea to kiss her.

Zhang mouth. "

Nanxun lifts the capsule.

I wish you even think that I can't see it, but she has to obey a little bit of lips, and I am awkward. Nanxun pushed the capsule into her mouth, when leaving, he couldn't stand the lower lips, wet and soft, with the temperature of the burning.

I wish you a feeling that the short-touch **. She swallowed the pill and wrinkled, warned Nanxun: "Do not kiss me."

Her intention is to protect themselves, but she speaks this sentence in a patient, will only make the south of the sorrowful eyes.

Nanxun was silent for a while. She suddenly stood up, she walked out of the bedroom, and the door did not help.

I wish you light and look at the direction of disappearing in the south. Is she angry? I wish you a bright model.

She didn't want to think too much, and the surging condition made her sleepy. She trapped herself into a soft bed, closing her eyes and sleek.

I don't know how long I have slept, half a dream is half-waking, and some people patted her shoulder.

I wish you a blink of your eyes and blurred the south of the south of her bed.

"I cook a bowl of porridge." The south of the hand held a white porcelain bowl, and the right hand took a small spoon, "I got up to eat something, the stomach is uncomfortable."

"You go to boil porridge ..." I wish you a little bit of your forehead.

I thought you were gone.

When the second half of the sentence appeared in my heart, I wish you all the best, it may really be burned.

"Well." Nanyang nodded, "eat a little, so comfortable."

I wish you a little bit of porridge, and your stomach is screaming. She is really hungry, I haven't eaten all day, just a little inventory in the stomach is gone. If the porridge, she will not be difficult to eat.

"Give it to me." I wish you light and happened that it is no longer part of your body sitting.

Nanxun handed over. I wish you all the best, picking up a big spoon, in your mouth.

When the tongue touched the porridge, she was almost exhausted by all the ethics of her life, and she was forcibly depressed, and did not spray the porridge to the south.

Her eyebrows finally wrinkled. "What did you do? What did you put it again?"

Nanxun looked at her vocabulary expression, got it, explained: "It is a little sugar."

It is impossible, a little sugar is absolutely causing such disgusting tattoos.

"You don't want to cook again." I wish you light on the table, and your eyes are scattered. It is a good temper to correct a hobby that is not suitable for her development. "You are really hard to eat. "

"Is there ... Is there?" Nanxun rarely born.

"Still, are you deliberately revenge?" I wish you light and look at the eyes and examine the south.

Southern shook his head.

Shake very sincere.

I wish you all your own forehead, still hot, but there is no way, she is still very hungry. She hit the body's discomfort from the bed, and took a blanket on the shoulder, and then bending the waist, she gave a sliver under the slippers, and the hoarse voice said softly:

"Come with me."

The kitchen should haven't thought that it will be patron again in the middle of the night. The kitchen can't think of it, it will accommodate a scene that looks incomparable.

A sick person stood in front of his own hands, another healthy person stood behind his hands and did nothing.

I wish you lightly weakly wrapped in a blanket to stand in front of the stove, a shameless, only the red halo. She also licked her hand, and the other hand got the soup and stirred the water in the porridge.

Nanxun is just very quietly behind her, and a pair of eyes silently look at her hot hair.

She looked at her like this, as if returned to more than 3,000 years ago, she looked at the back of the green cooking. Just watching her, it is as if they are still in their glory, she still can't do a good meal, and she is still a light joy for the southern. It's like, they just got a long time, no dead, no separation, she has been in the same place, waiting for her Master to find her.

"You take a brush," I wish you a lot of voice, "Process, what is expected."

"Great."

Nanjing went back to God, walked out of the kitchen to go upstairs to pick up the pen, when I was on the building, she used the fastest to complete a round trip with the fastest speed.

The water in the pan has already been burned, I wish you lightly find the rice cylinder, and go in the rice.

She has already grasped the amount of eating, and when she took her hand from the rice cylinder, she moved. She is angry, I can't see what expression on my face, just after a moment, then the hand is also explored, grabbed two people.

Nanxun has been back, holding a pen and a notebook. I wish you light in the porridge in the porridge, pointing at the pot and she said: "Mi and water are almost a ratio of eight, you want to be thin, it is almost a few more than ten, and then we will become a soup. If You use glutinous rice, or green beans, what is going to boil in advance, the taste will be much better. In fact, the white porridge doesn't have to put it. It is very fragrant. If you want to put some sugar or salt, you don't put so much No matter what seasoning, it will be difficult to eat. "

Said, I wish you a little bit, "Come, you put a sugar, I see how you put the sugar."

She is really curious about how to put it.

Nanxun put down half of the notebook, obeying to the sugar tan, and picked up a spoon of sugar right hand. When you raise the porridge pot, her hand is shaking, and it is very pleasant. Hand shaking, the sugar in the spoon is all touched.

I wish you all the best, put most of the sugar is outside.

Ok, now she knows why the kitchen cooking is so devil. Hand shakes like this, the material will never go well, how can the rice eat delicious?

Nanxun is full of eyes, and the sound is very light: "Sorry."

I wish you a good time to apologize, I can't help but hook the lips: "What apologized. You are a big boss from you, you can't do it."

Nanxun is not a big boss, her identity is more distinguished than "big boss". Born is the honor, and then directly, he went to, wherever they were held, and these mixed men didn't do it. Generally, she needs to use the meal or sleep, they are all empty and serve her.

So, since she left, she didn't take care of myself.

Nanxun looked at the porridge, I wish you light, and whispered: "Do you have the same cooking?"

"Yes, I will do it from small, I am very delicious." I wish you a little bit unacceptable in the voice of light, "But I am more lazy, so sometimes I would rather be hungry, too lazy Give yourself. "

"Your gastrointestinal disease should always be related to you don't have breakfast."

"Maybe. However, doing the artist is the case, then the film is so busy, who is really busy? Whoever eats? Again, say that this carbon water will be fat."

The south is, and it is said: "But the breakfast is best to eat."

I wish you light a little laugh: "How do you like my mother?"

Nanxun closed his mouth and didn't talk.

"Okay, boiled," I wish you all the blankets on your body, say to Nanxun, "Take two bowls."

"... two?"

Nanxun stunned.

"Otherwise? Take three?" I wish you light to see her, "Do you have two bowls alone?"

The ears of the south are a bit blush, no answer, just take two bowls from the cupboard, rush it again in the dishwashing pool, hand it to the hand.

She looked at the eyes of the porridge, I thought, in fact, two bowls are not.

The fragrant white porridge was placed in a bowl in the porcelain white, and it was hot and seductive. I wish you all two bowls of porridge to go to the restaurant, and the south wants to help her. She hides, and she didn't call Nanxun.

Two people sitting next to the table, the surrounding the living room is black, only the restaurant is on the top of the world, letting it look like independent of another small world. I wish you all the porridge you have made, except for just a little more, it is more delicious.

"Why do you make something like a sugar?" I wish you all the porridge, blurred, "cabbage is going to put, porridge is also put."

After the south, the porridge in the mouth, replied: "I like sweet."

"Yes, I saw you for the first time you just eat sugar gourd, I still have a few a few ..." I wish you light and soft, "I have some carbohydrate, you are 35 years old. It is easy to diabetes such as it. If you really like sugar, you can try to eat chocolate, the kind of pure cocoa, chew it, and it's hard to eat, the mood will get better. "

"Okay, I remember."

Nanxun nodded carefully.

I wish you a spoon and secretly look at the south of the opposite side.

Before the kitchen, Nanxun took the hair, tied more in a hurry, and the hair rolled away from her face on her face, and it appeared very quiet and elegant. She still wore a pure white shirt, she seems to be only white, and the shirt button is buckled very rigorous, and the shares have a strong abstinence.

Actually ... she is also very good. For outsiders, they are gentle, and people are beautiful, and they are not old. In addition to the cooking, there is no shortcomings.

Just a pity, this is good, can you maintain it?

When I read a high school, there was a girl who was so good to her. She will make morning safety every day, they will help them with her pink kettle in the morning, they will quietly give their own table pockets. Many lollipops, she will say every day. : I wish you. Although she didn't have the feelings of that girl, she was still touched by her, she yearned to "like" it in her mouth, a person likes another person, I am willing to do anything for her. It sounds really attractive.

But like yours like yourself, you will like others overnight. One day, she suddenly found himself, said, I wish I wish, I have a more beautiful transfer of students, I decided to like her, you also give me my kettle.

So she also gave her a pink kettle, along with my own trust of "like", and left together.

She has never been willing to talk about love, especially with the rich people like Nanxun, is because they don't want to see "I like" this beautiful thing is ruined. From small to big, there is always a rich child to love bad things. They like to be treasure, they don't like it, because they have more returns, more and more choices.

It is the most unreliable thing in the world.

No one will always like another person.

Nanxun eats porridge to swallow: "I will give you breakfast tomorrow, breakfast can't be eaten. You don't have to worry, I have learned, put rice and water together, will not put any seasonings."

I wish you a happy to restore reason, and gentle tone converges slightly: "I won't eat."

"I will do it on the table tomorrow, don't bother you to sleep." Nanchang took a porridge.

I wish you all the best.

Nanxun ate the last porridge in the bowl, whispered: "Thank you for taught me to do porridge."

I wish you a laugh, look at the porridge in your spoon, and ask: "Why do you always want to give me a meal?"

South of the spoon's movement.

The rush of the homeway also stops.

She pinching the finger of the spoon is white.

I wish Liang Huan did not hear the answer of Nanxun, and didn't care, she only had a question. She also eats the porridge in the bowl, thinking about it is to wash the dishes immediately or washed tomorrow. When she was got, her ear was suddenly passed down:

"I just ... I should do what I should do."