I, Qing Huan

After an hour, the small leaves sent them back to the hotel. The hotel is open, and it is seen that the tea has been put on the pot and a bowl of red hot pot, and there is a buzzard of a buzzard in the sofa.

I wish you all the shoes, first go to the bursts, then add water to the pot, put the feed down. When she cooked, she went to find the refrigerator, from the inside, a plate of a plate of food, lamb, beef, crab stick, dumpling, green vegetables, lotus root, bamboo shoots, beef pills, potatoes, every quantity There are many, but the type is very complete.

The craftsmanship of the light is as good as it is.

Sitting in the sofa, picking up a hot pot soup with a soup snack, and tasted a bit. Very fragrant, the spicy is very good, after the entrance, the spicy will stay in the tongue for a short period of time, but will not spite the throat and the stomach. Drink a soda, the spicy on the tip of the tongue will be easy to remove, will not cause any troubles, which can satisfy her or hurt her body.

Old days is not to know that they are born together, so they all dig all the talents in the kitchen art.

The red oil on the south is saming in my heart.

In fact, I have learned for a long time. She learned to cook, but she used the ban. After the right hand was destroyed, she never habits to use the left hand, and there is no way to do these fine things.

"How did you drink soup?" I wish you a lot of clothes, smile helplessly, "I will give you a bowl to mix some bits. Do you eat it?"

Nanyou nodded.

"Sesame sauce?"

Nanxun nodded again.

"chopped green onion?"

nod.

"garlic?"

Shook his head.

"OK, I know." I wish you light to go to the kitchen. The suite given by the Drama Group took a kitchenette, or today, this hot pan is a bit difficult to do. The light is full of stoves, when I bought it yesterday, Xiao Ye is hard to have two bodyguards and brothers, and they will be able to send these bottles in tanks.

Mix the bowl, she walked back to the sofa, and handed her Nanxun's bowl. Her name is south to sit on the window, then open a seam on the window, so that the cold wind can just blow in the back of the south.

She has always been silently holding her small disease.

I don't know when they start, they seem to have returned to the pendorial model for 3,000 years ago. Nanxun is still the respected Lord who habits and is waiting for meals to feed the mouth, and the light is still the little apprentice who has no complaints. It seems that the past three thousand years is always like this. As long as they meet, as long as they are together, I don't remember anything, but she will always take care of this woman called Nanxun.

It is already the instinum that is engraved in the soul.

Nanxun straight back, the right hand panel is just good chopsticks, first in import, including the chopsticks, and carefully explore the pot.

I wish you light by sitting around her, watching her slightly shaking right hand, can't help but speak: "What do you want to eat, I will help you."

Nanxun received chopsticks and said: "lotus root."

"Okay." I wish you light, turn it on the pot, find a thin-thick lotus root, get into the bowl of Nanxun, "What else should I eat?"

"Lotus root."

"..."

So I wish you a piece of giving her.

"What is it?"

"Lotus root."

The third film.

"Lotus root."

Fourth.

"Lotus root."

"Nothing, I got four pieces." I wish you a japanese carrot, deliver to the bowl of Nanxun, "Eating this, this is also delicious."

Nanxun has removed the bowl, and the brow wrinkle: "Don't."

She has not eaten carrots for five hundred years.

"How can I pick it up," I wish my light and sigh, but the lips are still soft, "Then you don't eat ham intestines? There are shrimp dumplings, it is very good. That beef ball It's delicious, it is my own with beef stuff, or do you want to taste? "

"Ok."

Nanxun pushed the bowl to the side of the pot, looked at the light and gouaves a piece of meat and meat. She doesn't say anything, I haven't worried about her dullness, and she serves her to eat. In addition to communication on the pick-up, the two people have only silence.

The strange thing is that this silence is not embarrassed, but with a inexplicable harmony.

I wish you all the bowls of the south of the South. After the push to her, I started to eat the first port.

South Holding a bowl, the eyes are low, focus on the hot food in the bowl. She a small mouth is a small mouth, when I eat, my mouth is closed, restrained the sound of the hand, I will know that it is a good education left by the year.

I wish you light and sneak in the south. The south is very quiet, sitting in the side, and the chopsticks also have rigorous. The eyelashes of the south are very long. Her eyelashes are not as easy as a light, slightly pulled, covering a part of the light colored. In this way, the eyelashes make the pair of clear eyes, usually, she is in the face, can't see anything, but I am in the hot breath, I wish you light, it seems that it is difficult to capture a few points. The sensation is soft and charming.

She suddenly wanted to see what this pair is crying.

She didn't see the south cry. The only time I saw her eyes, I saw a long time to reunite. If she is holding a clear late, she will cry, so I have it?

I wish you a little, just reacting that this idea is very strange.

She and Nanxun are not a long time, and she will cry.

She is thinking about what I think in a villain.

Nanxun took a while, and the forehead has gradually been sweating. Although the hot pot is not particularly spicy, how much it is too much, her lips are still stimulated into Yinhong, and the cheekbones are also scattered with a faint red, and they will take the nose from time to time.

I wish you all a piece of paper for her, "Don't you eat?"

"To eat."

Nanxun took the paper, wiped the sweat of the plum, just picked up the chopsticks, suddenly put it, and let go. She is full of sweating, although the window is driving, but she has wearing a sweater after all, still sighful.

She looked up the collar of the sweater and took it straight.

I wish you light and see that sudden off your clothes is scared, and the consciousness thinks that there is no clothes in her sweatest. It is going to open the eyes, but I also saw a corner shirt under the sweater by the eye angle.

The heart just hung in the chest, I still have to ease, it seems a bit ridiculous.

When the south is getting off the sweater, it took a little shirt clothing to show a small belly. Her small belly is delicate, muscular, but it is abruptly across three long rusts. So long and deep scars, there is no suture trace, which is impossible in modern medical treatment.

"Your there ..." I wish you all the best, but I can't help but I can't help but I can't help it. "There is ..."

Nanxun put the sweater on one side and organized a slightly wrinkled shirt. The lips seem to have a little laugh, the sound is as always plain:

"If I said, it is you cut, do you believe?"

"..."

I wish you all the best, she doesn't understand the jokes of Nanxun and her.

The south of the south, pick up the chopsticks, and said:

"Don't you eat?"

"I am full, if you haven't eaten enough to eat, I will eat it again." I wish Liang Hao quickly throwing the puzzle to the brain, she thoughtfully turned the temperature of the pot to heat the insulation. "

"Ok."

Nanxun also kept eating meatballs and lotus roots in the bowl. She took a long time, and all the ingredients in the pot were drizzled into her bowl, and they took a sip. In fact, she is very early, but she can't waste every food that is nothing to do.

Of course, in all the food she eats, it does not include carrots.

In fact, she can't eat the taste of carrots. She has been eating carrot a long time. She has eaten carrots.

However, there is such a world, and the severity has entered the world into a bunny. She raised her around, carefully care, and give it the best and most expensive carrot every day. Once, she went to the market to buy fresh carrots, the sky suddenly became the lightning, she was trapped in the pavilion. The rain has been a whole day. When the rain stopped, she took the tender carrot back, and she found that the bunny has been scared by the lightning.

Scared of death.

I have a little funny. she knows. Later, she occasionally and the disciples mentioned this past, and every time they can see their eyes.

However, only the South is known to know, that is not a bunny being scared.

That is her lightly dead.

After that, she couldn't eat the carrots, and the carrots were put in their mouths, she would be able to nausea.

"Is it full?"

I wish you a happy voice suddenly came from the side.

She already stood up, put on the apron, and started to pick up the dirty table after cooking hot pan, holding a bowl of oil, holding a bowl of oil, holding a chopsticks having a variety of raw meat and vegetables, looking at South of the bowl in the south.

The bowl in the south gave her.

"Then I will go to the dishes first." I wish you a happy to go to the kitchen, and I didn't call Nanxun to help clean up, just say, "I went to the bedroom in the bedroom, you stay here clothes I wash it. Put on the bed. You ... just sweating, see if you want to change. "

"Great."

Nanzhao went to the bedroom from the ground.

The bedroom also left her, simple bed, simple desk, simple wardrobe. The bed is completely covered with twelve various styles of white shirts, exudes a touch of laundry liquid, and there is no fold.

Sitting on the side of the south, the fingers slowly stroked the surface of the shirt, gentle and slow, like a handsome hand.

She knew from three thousand years ago, in this world, only she can take care of her own fine.

Nanxun hangs his eyes, unintentionally, suddenly saw the pillow on the side of the bride, pressed a book.

She is a bit curious, she will bent a little, and smoke the book and see the cover. It is Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet".

Nanxun turned over.

Book pages are proud of the past, in the white paper wave, unexpectedly flashed the continuous golden color.

She paused on a page and went to see those strange golden.

That is……

Yes……

It is a wrapper of chocolate.

The golden tin paper is obviously smashed, and the corner is missing, but each piece retains the most original shape.

A "Romeo and Juliet", every few pages, a piece of tin foil, telling the top of the Montanic and Kapleto's two families, and the Kapleto wine will meet Juliet in Romeo. The page is, Romeola with Juliet's hand married under the host of the priest, and Romeo suicide is also on the page on the death of Juliet.

A place in Nanzhao has been in the past. Zero zero dispersed, with a total of twenty-five.

Twenty-five.

She was so surprised, this is the 25 chocolate she sat in front of the garbage bucket that day.

In the south, looked at the tin foil that was caressing, biting the tip of the tongue, and did not control the strength.

Sweet atmosphere is instantially full of mouth cavity.

Finger picked up the book pages loured up. She slowly lowered his head, with a deep back, and the nose on a golden tin paper in the book page, and his shoulders were thrilling.

After a long time, the closed right eye angle out of a tear, down her nose, falling down, falling on the surface of the tin.

That driction easily sesamed tin foil, dyed a pencil on paper.

That is a sentence that Romeo said.

At the Capretto family, Romeo met Juliet for the first time, and love Juliet at first sight. After the wine, he quietly sneaked into the back garden of the Kapleto home, standing in the Juliet window sill, struggling, distressed, he stood in the cool moonlight, lonely manured this sentence by tears infiltration blur Words -

"I hope she knows, I am love her."