Ling Yi An Leng for a while, "Auntie is OK, I'm very tender and spicy."

When the landlady leaves. Ye Qiaojin looks at the layer of spicy oil floating in Ling Yi'an's bowl. Still a little worried, "can you really eat it?"

"Of course!" At this time, how can Ling Yi'an shrink back.

But it's really hot. But it's very spicy. Ling Yi'an is eating noodles while sniffing. Her spicy lips are red.

Ye Qiaojin almost finished eating, looking at Ling Yian while eating, laughing. She's so cute now.

However, Ling Yi'an didn't know it. She wiped her mouth and said with embarrassment: "is it that I eat too ugly? It's too spicy. But eat well. "

Ye Qiaojin didn't answer her question and went directly to the landlady.

Ling Yi'an thinks that he is going to pay, and is a little angry about his ignoring her. I turned my mouth.

I didn't expect that ye Qiaojin would come back soon with a bowl of noodle soup.

"What is this?"

Ye Qiaojin did not explain. He directly fished out the noodles from Ling Yi'an's bowl, rinsed them in the soup, and then handed them to Ling Yi'an's mouth.

Ling Yi'an was stunned there. I didn't expect that ye Qiaojin would do this.

"I don't think it's spicy. Just rinse. Open your mouth

Ling Yi'an wanted to refuse, but she didn't know what happened. She really opened her mouth obediently and let ye Qiaojin feed her.

She felt her heart beat so fast. Staring at ye Qiaojin's face tightly, but her ears were full of her own heart beat.

Two people so silent, a person to feed a person to eat. But Ling Yi'an had a lot of snacks before, and he couldn't eat much.

"That's enough. I feel like I'm here now. If I eat again, I may really vomit."

"In that case, I won't eat it."

After having enough to eat and drink, they walked by the river and then went home.

"Are you happy today?"

Ling Yi'an nodded and turned to look at ye Qiaojin, "today is really happy. Whether it's at work or at night, it's super happy."

"That's good. If you want to come here again in the future, tell me, we'll try something else next time."

"Good!"

Back home, two people go upstairs to their respective rooms is just two directions.

They all seemed to be reluctant to give up. They stood still for a long time without moving a few steps.

Ye Qiaojin directly reaches out and clasps the back of Ling Yian's head, and kisses her red lips, "have a good rest!"

Ling Yi'an goes back to her room contentedly, jumps directly to the bed and rolls over excitedly. Looking back on her life today, she still feels very happy and feels more and more that she and ye Qiaojin are in love.

But Ling Yi'an didn't expect that her happiness would come to an end, and then her short-term pain would begin.

"Ah... It hurts." In the middle of the night, Ling Yi'an felt the stabbing pain coming from her lower abdomen. She couldn't help exhaling, and she gradually woke up.