Chapter 4752

She did not ask Han Yichu to be as kind to her as he was in the Republic of China. At least she hoped that he would take care of her in his heart.

Han Yichu was surprised to see that Huang Qing's "skin rolling" was very good. "Now girls seem to be spoiled. I didn't expect that you would do the same."

"I'm spoiled, but when I'm at home, my family likes to cook together. It's very warm and has the feeling of home."

Listen to this sentence, Han Yichu's heart is also touched.

His face moved. "Your family must be very loving."

"Yes, it's good."

Huang Qingwu knows what the black dragon party stands for in the hearts of the world, and it's too mysterious. If she shows her identity, it's easy to frighten others. So all along, Huang Qing dance is also very low-key.

She hopes to make friends by her charm and let others love her, rather than contact her through her family background.

Han Yichu didn't want to say more when he saw Huangqing dance, and he wouldn't ask.

When she is willing to speak, he will listen patiently.

He was also thinking about when he would take Huangqing dance home.

But I'm also afraid of scaring her, so I'll take it easy for them to adapt to each other.

"I don't know what flavor you like, so I have three flavors. You can have a few of each."

Huang Qingwu's eyes flashed with moving light. I didn't expect that he was really careful.

"I'm not picky about food. You have a beautiful bag. Just look at the appearance, I'll eat more."

Han Yichu has a soft face. He didn't expect to be forced to learn cooking by his mother. One day, it will really come in handy.

Looking at Huang Qingwu's admiration, he felt that at least this could be used to coax his wife.

Say this, Huang Qing dance Du mouth way: "but I total package not into stuffing."

"Want to learn? I'll teach you. "

Huang Qingwu's eyes brightened, "good!"

She also wants to make such beautiful dumplings.

Han Yichu looks gentle and elegant. He holds Huang Qingwu's hand and asks her to put a dough in the palm of her hand. Then he holds her other hand and puts the stuffing on the dumpling skin to teach her how to make dumplings.

Han Yichu's hand is completely close to the fingers of Huang Qingwu.

This kind of skin touch, let the heart of emperor Qing dance beat like a drum.

Can she say that her mind is not on dumplings, but on Han Yichu?

She remembered the beautiful scenery in the past and the way he loved her.

Thinking about it, Huang Qing's face was a little hot.

Han Yichu didn't respond. He looked down at Huang Qingwu and felt that she was a little distracted.

Han Yichu has no choice. Is he so helpless?

"Lean dance, lean dance?"

Huang Qingwu returns to his senses and looks at Han Yichu apologetically.

Han Yichu looked at the Huangqing dance from a close distance and saw that her eyelashes were trembling and her eyes were clear and smart. He couldn't help it.

He found that the closer he got to Huangqing dance, the less resistant he was to her.

It's a feeling of soul that he can't help.

The feeling of the heart is out of control.

Huang Qingwu looks at Han Yichu, confused. What does he say?

Han Yichu rolled down his throat and pressed down some emotions in his heart. He said in a warm voice, "I think you are tired. You should go to a rest meeting, play for a while, and make dumplings for a while."

This time, Huang Qing dance didn't refuse. She wanted to go to the living room to breathe and spread the heat on her face and heart.

After the dumplings are finished, Han Yichu calls Huang Qingwu to eat.

Huang Qingwu happily came to the dining table and sat down. Han Yichu handed her chopsticks and handed her a dumpling. "Try it."