Chapter 214

When Li Ma bought a bunch of things back, she saw that the empty room was busy.

Put the materials in her hand into the refrigerator, and Li Ma received a message from the manor.

In the living room, Xiaobao is playing with a small plane, and Xia Wanyuan is eating fruit by the sofa.

"Young master, madam, I want to ask for a leave. My wife accidentally fell at home and my children are not around. Call me and ask me to take care of them." Li Ma came out of the kitchen, looking very anxious.

"It's OK. You go back. We can order our own takeout." Xia Wanyuan took a strawberry and put it into his mouth, allowing Li Ma's leave.

"Yes, thank you, madam." With Xia Wanyuan's permission, Li Ma left the apartment.

There were only three people left in the whole room.

"What would you like to eat, Xiao Bao?" Finally finished reading a whole book, Xia Wanyuan closed the book and looked at Xiaobao.

"Mommy, I want to eat your noodles." Xiaobao kept fiddling with the toys in his hands, thinking of Xia Wanyuan's delicious shredded meat noodles made last time, he slipped his saliva.

"Then I'll make it for you."

Xia Wanyuan went into the kitchen, and junshiling took the little ball on the ground to the sofa and sat down.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Xiaobao is rowing in the air, looking at junshiling accusing.

"Don't want to eat this or that every day. Your mother has worked hard. Don't let her cook for you. Do you hear me?"

After hearing junshiling's words, Xiaobao stopped fluttering, with a little remorse in his big eyes, "I know, Dad."

"Play your game." After warning Xiaobao, junshiling stood up and went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xia Wanyuan is putting water into the pot, ready to put the pot on the stove.

"I'll do it." Junshi mausoleum strides closer, and Xia Wanyuan stands on one side.

Seeing that junshiling was boiling water, Xia Wanyuan wanted to wash the vegetables. Before he touched his hand, junshiling's hand had already stretched out.

"The hand that plays the piano, wash what dish."

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Xia Wanyuan said in his heart, you are still the hand to sign a ten billion bill every minute.

Xia Wanyuan wanted to cut vegetables. Junshiling took the knife.

Xia Wanyuan wants to take the bowl, but junshiling blocks the cabinet door.

"Can't I have a chopstick?" Xia Wanyuan is helpless.

"All right, take it." Junshi mausoleum gave way to a position, and then Xia Wanyuan found that Junshi mausoleum had already arranged the dishes and chopsticks.

Xia Wanyuan had no choice but to tell junshiling what to do.

"Wow! Mommy, you're done at last Xiaobao, whose stomach has been growling, finally sees the figures of junshiling and Xia Wanyuan at the kitchen door.

Xiaobao can't wait to sit on the chair, pick up a chopstick of noodles and feed them to his mouth.

Huh? What's wrong with the taste?

Xiao Bao is about to open his mouth. He receives a look from Jun Shiling and swallows the noodles in his mouth silently. He purrs and eats the noodles obediently.

Although not as good as Xia Wanyuan's hand-made, Xia Wanyuan has been guiding, and the taste is also very good. The three people finished the small pot of noodles.

The child digested quickly. Xiaobao was tired and went to bed. Xia Wanyuan and junshiling were still sitting on the terrace.

The moon is as cool as water, and the lights are as bright as stars.

"Did you forget that you promised me something?" Junshiling suddenly opened his mouth.

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say you were going to make me a song last time?"

Xia Wanyuan remembered that he had promised junshiling last time. As a result, he was too busy these days and all these things were delayed.

"I'll help you think about the words first."

"No, just play a paragraph. It's different from others."

"Good." In order to cope with the program group of "I'm a big star", Xia Wanyuan brought Fengxi Qin with her when she came to the apartment. Xia Wanyuan got up to pick up the Qin and came back soon.

Xia Wanyuan sits on the ground, puts the Qin on his leg, and plays a tune. The soothing melody comes out of the simple Qin.

That sense of history came again. Junshiling's eyes were deep. On several occasions, Xia Wanyuan gave him a sense of history beyond the boundaries of time and space. He was graceful, noble and elegant.

Xia Wanyuan's fingers turned, and the light melody around junshiling made him relax.

Xia Wanyuan hummed softly with the tone.

Jun Shiling looks at Xia Wanyuan beside him,

If we say that Xia Wanyuan, who laughs in front of ten thousand lanterns and says happy birthday to him, is like a sunny day.

The countless peaceful moments like now are like the warm wind in spring, gently blowing into his heart, making him infatuated with this light, but deep into the bone marrow tenderness.

"Well, are you satisfied?" Ten minutes later, Xia Wanyuan put down his piano.

"Although I've heard you play the piano several times, this time, it's still amazing." Jun Shiling said seriously.

Junshiling said sincerely, Xia Wanyuan was very happy, and a small pear vortex appeared on his face.

He put the piano aside and was about to stand up when he felt numbness between his legs and sat back.

Jun Shiling, aware of Xia Wanyuan's discomfort, hurried to Xia Wanyuan's side, "are your feet numb?"

"Well, I think I just sat here playing the piano, and I didn't move much, so my legs became numb."

Xia Wanyuan just wanted to say that it would be good to have a rest. He saw Jun Shiling squatting down.

"Take it easy." As soon as the voice fell, Jun Shiling stretched out his hand to hold Xia Wanyuan's leg and ankle, and helped her push and pull with great strength.

People's legs numb, a little bit of movement are deep in the heart of the acid itch, not to mention Jun Shiling such a big action of kneading.

Xia Wanyuan only felt that Ma Yi mixed with pain and went straight to her heart. Although she didn't want to cry, the pain still made her eyes full of rational tears.

"Pain, easy." Xia Wanyuan could not help but let out a soft voice, with some tremor.

When Jun Shiling looked up, he looked up at Xia Wanyuan with tears in his eyes. Under the light, he was enchanting.

The hand holding Xia Wanyuan's ankle suddenly tightened. Junshiling's throat rolled for a while, and his voice was a little hoarse. "Speak well."

"But you hurt me a little." Xia Wanyuan was still struggling with the strength of junshiling, and his voice trembled.

I didn't notice that Jun Shiling's eyes were more and more deep.

"Xia Wanyuan." Junshiling let out a cry.

"Well?" Xia Wanyuan looks at junshiling suspiciously, only to see that the whole person of junshiling approaches her, and finally stops when the tip of his nose almost touches each other.

"Do you trust me too much?" Jun Shiling stares at Xia Wanyuan's eyes tightly. Xia Wanyuan finds that the flame in his eyes is almost burning, and the temperature in his hands is almost scalding her ankle.