When Lin Weiyue talked about making breakfast, her eyebrows were bent and her smile was open, and her whole body was full of bright and moving breath.

There was a cheerful atmosphere in the room.

Beiming QingHan is not willing to let Lin Weiyue make breakfast.

He couldn't help touching Lin Weiyue's hair. "You didn't have a good rest yesterday. Today you have to drive. Don't be tired."

"I'm not tired of cooking. I'll make breakfast. I'll make several kinds of breakfast. You can't see them on weekdays."

Said, Lin Weiyue also miss those modern snacks, come to this era, have not eaten for a long time.

Beiming QingHan looks at Lin Weiyue as cheerful as a little girl. He only thinks that Lin Weiyue has too many different faces and temperament.

You have no idea what she's going to look like next.

Sometimes you look at her smile, in fact, her smile does not reach the bottom of the eye, you will feel that she is far away from you.

You will feel her eyes through a lot of places, even if looking at you, may also fall far away.

It's cold in the north. I feel that Lin Weiyue is really like the wind.

He can't say why he felt like this.

Beiming QingHan looks at Lin Weiyue going out of the door, his heart suddenly follows a tight, he reaches out and grabs Lin Weiyue's wrist.

Skin contact temperature, so that two people are the same as the electricity.

It was as if the electric current suddenly ran to the heart of two people.

Lin Weiyue's body froze.

She some misty mouth way: "cold?"

Beiming cold eyes deep, "I go to cook."

When Lin Weiyue heard this, he opened his eyes in surprise.

This, this prince, can you really cook?

Isn't this age particular about the gentleman's cooking?

Lin Weiyue recovered from the shock and followed Beiming QingHan to the kitchen.

She looked askew, surprised and incredulous.

Beiming QingHan saw her and said with a smile, "come in!"

Lin Weiyue blinked, looked at him and said, "do you really know how to cook?"

Looking at Lin Weiyue's lovely appearance, Beiming QingHan can't help but tease her, "do it, you will know whether it will be done."

Lin Weiyue could not understand the meaning of Beiming QingHan, "that What if it's not delicious? "

"No?"

"No, no, it's hard for you to cook. I'll eat it anyway."

As soon as Lin Weiyue finished speaking, he saw Beiming QingHan's skillful kneading of noodles and cutting of vegetables

It's just like a work of art. The thin silk is the same. The dough is so beautiful.

Lin Weiyue felt so cute that she couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

"It's beautiful."

"Want to have a try?"

"Well, I didn't even see how this little animal was made."

Beiming QingHan reaches out his hand to teach Lin Weiyue.

The fingers touch each other. Beiming QingHan is a bit unnatural at the beginning, but Lin Weiyue's attention is completely attracted by the small dough animal in his hand.

"I remember. That's what I had last night. Did you make it?"

"Look, you like to eat, so make more and take it with you on the way."

Hearing this, Lin Weiyue was really moved.

Lin Weiyue opened his mouth and wanted to ask why he was so good to her.

But she didn't ask after all when she thought of the snow falling at night.

Because she couldn't believe it.

Even if moved, there is a trace of reason in her heart, so that she will not fall into this gentleness.

"QingHan, thank you."

"Why do you start to say thank you again? Don't say these two words in the future."

"Well, but why do you do that? Aren't you the son of the world? "