Just because of his "don't leave", on the way back from Hongluo Temple, none of us spoke. I didn't dare say anything more, because none of my words would be what he wanted to hear.

I was tired from going up the mountain, so I fell asleep listening to music. When I woke up, I saw that the car had been parked in the small courtyard. Yang An, who was beside him, also fell asleep half-lying on the backrest. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he didn't call him, and quietly got out of the car and walked into the room.

Xiaomei didn't seem to be there, and I started to call out to her: "Xiaomei? Xiaomei ......, "I'm sure she's really not here, maybe she's going to have a friend to play."

At the moment, the least confident thing for me is cooking! But thinking that Yang An would be very hungry when he woke up, he had to go to the kitchen hard.

The food in the refrigerator is very complete, and Xiaomei has washed it and placed it neatly. Braised chicken? Steamed fish? Steamed eggs with clams? …… Alas~ Forget it, just scrambled eggs with tomatoes and shredded potatoes with vinegar.

Wash and cut it, turn on the fire, put the oil, put the vegetables and salt, and it's done. Taste it, it's quite delicious. Uh~ The rice is not cooked......

"Summer Snow ~ Summer Snow! Xia Xue ......, "I was washing rice and heard Yang An calling me upstairs.

Then he was heard running quickly downstairs. Poking his head out of the kitchen, I saw him get into the car like crazy and start starting.

He must have thought I was gone. Could it be that after I left, he went crazy and searched everywhere? Foolish! The yard door is locked, I can't even go out, your car...... Is it hard to still want to bump into ......

Thinking of this, I rushed to the yard like a fly, and shouted desperately at him who was turning the head of the car: "Yang An~ Yang An!" I'm here! ”

"Buzz!" The car turned off, and the yard churning in the last second was so quiet that you could hear each other's heartbeats. Yang An didn't get out of the car, just buried his head in the steering wheel gently.

"I'm cooking." I explained softly. The pain that I want to hide in my heart is so clear.

He got out of the car with his head down, and slowly approached me, who was wearing a swivel skirt and covered with the smell of oil smoke. As he clung so hard, I felt like my bones might be broken.

At this moment, I didn't know how to refuse this affectionate hug, so I had to say softly and carefully: "The kitchen water is still there." He ignored me, but hugged me tighter.

The car parked diagonally in the courtyard looked so unsettled in the pale dusk. There are flowers and plants scattered on the side.

After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "What delicious food did you make?" ”

Seeing that he let go a little, I quickly left, smiled and said, "You go to taste it?" But ~ the rice is not cooked......" After speaking, he lowered his head embarrassedly.

"I'll try it." He didn't laugh at me! Turning around, he walked briskly to the kitchen.

Yang An saw me follow up and nodded at me: "It tastes really good." It just so happens that the meal is not ready, so I'll cook a few more dishes. With that, he took off my apron and tied it himself.

Yang An wore a pink floral apron and methodically cut and burned there. I watched dumbfounded. No, even if you go to school and work well, how can you cook well. Where did he get so much time to learn to do this? It's really a shame to yourself!

Yang An said proudly while cutting shredded green onions: "Don't look at me with such adoring eyes, I will be proud." ”

He doesn't look at me, how does he know how I look? This person is terrifying! Afraid of being seen through, I turned around and wanted to escape.

Yang An blocked the door with a knife, and said very domineeringly: "Keep looking!" ”

"Alas, the soup is out of the pot!" As soon as he was distracted, I slipped out. Hmph, I just can't cook!

"Just tidy up the table. There is also a bottle of red wine and candles from the storage room. ”

I couldn't help but laugh out loud when I heard it: "Do you rich people like to mix and match like this now?" ”

Yang An suddenly came to me, stared at me stubbornly and said, "I don't know how to cook Western food." I just want to light candles, eat our own food and drink some wine. Okay? ”

Seeing his more genuine appearance, I quickly made a compromise. Hurriedly nodded and gave him an ok gesture. Then lazily lie on the couch and watch TV.