Compared with external food, Luo Yan prefers Lin Miao to make it.

Light and just right.

The taste was different from what he ate elsewhere.

Carrying a full of vegetables and meat, the two of them went back.

No surprises, the door was tightly closed.

Lin Miao opened the door.

As before, there were a few dried blood drops on the ground, and the broom fell crookedly to the ground.

Lin Miao put the vegetables down and asked Luo Yan to go to the sofa. She packed the door and went to the kitchen.

Luo Yan turned on the TV and leaned on the sofa relaxedly.

Lin Miao was busy for a while and finally prepared three dishes and one soup.

When he walked out, he saw Luo Yan's injured hand resting on his forehead. The man leaned back, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

She took a light step, turned to the bedroom, and brought a towel over.

Luo Yan's eyelashes trembled and opened.

Facing Lin Miao who was leaning over.

The two face each other, and the exhaled heat intersected between their mouth and nose.

Luo Yan didn't move, he just looked at Lin Miao.

Luo Yan's eyes were very clear, and Lin Miao could clearly see his face flushed little by little.

She stood up in a hurry.

"The meal is ready."

She hurried to the kitchen.

Luo Yan blinked and came to his senses.

He took off the towel and quilt and followed him.

When Lin Miao saw others, he hurriedly bowed his head.

Luo Yan turned his head and looked at the busy bee, Lin Miao who was traveling back and forth in the kitchen and dining room.

She divided the things that could be accomplished in one trip several times.

Seeing her coming and going, he curled the corners of his mouth lightly.

No matter how many things are, there will be a time to complete them.

After repeatedly confirming that there was nothing missing, Lin Miao sat down at the table.

Fortunately, my face no longer has a fever.

She can also return to normal.

Luo Yan stretched out his unharmed hand.

Lin Miao blinked at him.

"The doctor said he could not get in water," Luo Yan reiterated seriously.

"I'll help you," Lin Miao hurriedly.

Luo Yan followed her to the bathroom, and she asked her to hold her hand, put on soap, and clean it up like brushing her shoes.

Wipe it clean and Lin Miao wiped his hands dry.

"Okay," she turned her head and shook her braids lightly, rubbing the buttons of Luo Yan's shirt.

Feeling the ups and downs of his shirt, Luo Yan moved his fingers slightly and sat at the dining table.

Lin Miao picked up the chopsticks and suddenly remembered that Luo Yan was so sad that he was in his right hand.

She hurried to get the spoon and asked again, "Can you do it?"

Luo Yan pursed his lips and held the chopsticks in his left hand.

After all, I am not used to using it. After trying it twice, I still can't pick up the dishes.

"I'll do it."

Lin Miao took his chopsticks, picked up a piece of eggplant, and put it in a spoon.

Luo Yan pinched a small spoon and delivered the eggplant to his mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

Luo Yan nodded.

Lin Miao bent her eyes.

There is no other trick to making eggplant, the only thing is that you can't save fuel.

She fell down a little bit earlier, why didn't the taste be good?

"Drink some soup," Lin Miao pushed the spinach soup with pork liver, fungus and fungus.

Luo Yan frowned and still scooped a spoon.

"Drink more, this will replenish blood," Lin Miao replenished it only a shallow spoonful.

Luo Yan pursed his lips.

I really don't like the taste of pork liver.

"Drink some more," Lin Miao stared at him and leaned forward.

It means to drink it if you don’t drink it.

Luo Yan took a deep breath, put down the spoon, picked up the bowl, and dried it in a few sips.

Putting down the bowl, he breathed a long sigh as if he had completed a task.

Lin Miao glanced speechlessly at the action of pushing the bowl to the side, and picked up chopsticks and tomatoes and scrambled eggs.

This is her other specialty dish.

It is sour and sweet, and it is appetizing and has a meal.

Seeing that she was eating with relish, Luo Yan thought about it and scooped a spoonful.

After tasting it, my eyes lit up.

He scooped a few spoonfuls of soup and vegetables into a bowl, mixed with rice, and then started to eat.

Lin Miao looked up and saw him eating in big mouthfuls, his eyes shaking slightly.

It turns out that there are people who like her to eat this.

Luo Yan swallowed the rice and looked at her.

Lin Miao pulled the corner of her mouth, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat.

Luo Yan frowned slightly.

For some reason, I felt that she was not here at that moment.

Just looking at it again, it seemed to be his illusion.

Luo Yan doesn't like this feeling very much.

He slowed down his meal and looked at Lin Miao with a slightly cautious look.

After a while, Lin Miao Hou realized it and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Luo Yan shook his head and buried his head in his meal.

Lin Miao looked at him for a while and saw that he didn't eat vegetables, so he picked up a few chopsticks and explained in his opinion, "Vegetables are good for the body."

After dinner, Luo Yan went back opposite him.

Lin Miao cleaned the kitchen and went to clean the living room.

When the tidying was done, she was all about washing her face and brushing her teeth.

After cleaning up her, she fell into the bed in a drowsy manner.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn.

The sunlight shone half-open curtains, just on her face.

Warm.

She opened her hazy eyes, rolled a few times before getting up from the bed.

Just as I was washing up, the door was snapped.

"Who," Lin Miao poked his head out and shouted to the door.

"I, open the door," Cui Bin shouted anxiously.
To be continued...