Stir-fried Bean Sprouts with Chives: What Does the Bad Guy Look Like?
Ye Cong knew clearly that this matter could not be delayed, otherwise it would not be of any benefit to the new buds.
When I turned on my phone, the first thing I saw was her smiling face.
"What do you think bad people look like?" Ye Cong suddenly asked.
"Bad guy?" Xinya tilted his head slightly, as if searching for such an image in his mind, "It's probably similar to the young and dandy."
Young and Dangerous, that's not bad.
Ye Cong shook his head helplessly, but he didn't know how he would tell her.
"If you don't need to put it online, she will leave soon." It seemed that there was no need, but Ye Cong said aside.
Xinya paused for a moment and responded secretly.
"By the way, what are you going to celebrate the Lantern Festival?" Ye Cong didn't want to continue this topic, so he changed the topic, "Xinmiao and Xinyang come that day, let's go together."
"Ah?" Cook the shrimp and the sprouts came out of the kitchen. "Why don't I know about their Lantern Festival?"
Isn’t it her who is the sister?
"I probably think my brother-in-law is more reliable." Ye Cong said complacently, knowing that Xinmiao contacted her if you have any questions now.
Xinya didn't give up and went back to the living room to pick up his cell phone. He found that Xinya really didn't contact her, "Why, I'm her sister."
Said so aggrievedly!
"There is no difference between my sister and brother-in-law." Ye Cong said it for granted, looking at Xinyao with a little pride.
Xinya's face was covered with a blush. They were not doing well yet. Why did this person say one brother-in-law all day long?
"Ignore you." Xinya said with a blushing face, turning back to the kitchen.
Ye Cong lay on the armrest of the sofa and looked at the woman inside. He was satisfied in his heart, not only because of satisfaction, but also because of his. This woman belonged to him and completely belonged to him.
Unfortunately, I didn’t give my 20th birthday gift, so I still have to find a chance.
He is obviously one or two years older than Ye Yuwei, but now Ye Yuwei's children are already seven or eight years old. He hasn't even gotten his baby yet. If he doesn't, it won't work.
Why not find a zodiac auspicious day recently and get the baby's mother done first before talking about something else?
Thinking of this, Ye Cong felt that it was just a good thing to pay attention.
The woman who was just cooking in the kitchen had no idea what the old fox outside was trying to pay attention to now.
After dinner, the two of them stayed in the sofa to watch movies for their daily activities. In the past, they had one sofa, but now they had one sofa and there was still a lot of spare time.
Ye Cong looked at the new bud in his arms throughout the whole process, and didn't care much about what the movie was about. He played with the new bud's hair with one hand, leaning against his body, with a bit of indescribable laziness.
Xinya looked at it seriously, so naturally she didn't notice Ye Cong's actions at this moment. While she was still trying to figure out the heroine's acting skills over and over again. Until her hair was hurt by someone, she shouted and looked back at Ye Cong, with dissatisfaction.
Ye Cong seemed to be addicted to playing, and pulled her hair and refused to let go. "I clearly used the same shampoo, why is your hair fragrant than mine?"
A very boring question, Xinya rolled her eyes secretly, feeling that Mr. Ye, who was tall and tall, has become a childish ghost, and is still the childish ghost who is so childish.
"You don't want to go to bed when you watch a movie." Xinya wanted to take back her hair, but Ye Cong pressed directly under her, "Ah--"
Chapter completed!