The promise of marriage is a lifetime, how can we not count?

Before, if anyone told him that he would love a woman for this reason, he would sneer at her three times. But since he knew that something happened to her, his only desire was really to ask her to live; as long as she lived, nothing mattered!

I don't know how I have such thoughts, but at this moment, Feng Yiting's heart is really satisfied. He knows that he is not alone, and there is a companion around him, even if she wants to lie down forever, as long as he thinks of returning home, she is still there, he feels his heart is still hot.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Words, he can't express accurately, he's not sure whether he can stick to it all his life, but at this moment, he's very sure, he can't live without her, never for a moment, like this moment - no doubt!

Vaguely, jiqianyu's consciousness is not very clear, even not sure whether she is dreaming, but instinctively, she clenched his hand, smiled, and smiled beautifully.

In turn, she closed her eyes quietly and reassuringly, and faintly, she seemed to feel that a cherished kiss fell on her forehead and lips -

she had a dream, which was very heavy, hazy but beautiful.

Time flies, and it's another day.

In front of the computer, the data of the experiment was summarized into a table, and a simple deletion was made in the way of arrangement and elimination. After the color marking, Ye Ling compared and calculated again from the beginning to the end.

"Why is there still a gap?"

Comparing the quantity of formula and formula, she calculated and adjusted a proportion again, and then rearranged a group of raw materials for comparison. After distribution, she labeled them one by one.

After finishing the work at hand and looking at the next time, she got up to exercise her muscles and bones: "it's four o'clock, you can finish work!"

After a week of simple cleaning, turning off the power supply and checking again, she picked up the bag and went out.

Outside, she had a simple meal. She was about to take a taxi. Looking up, she saw Lu Yanhao and a fashionable woman walk out of the parking lot on one side. They didn't know what they were talking about. Then they went into the Grand Hotel on the other side.

Suddenly, her heart ached and her hand stopped in the air for no reason. It took about three seconds before she remembered where the taxi was coming:

"building a, Fenghuang community, Fenghuang road --"

as soon as she got on the bus, Lu Yanhao, who entered the door, was inadvertently turned sideways by the reflected object, and the action also stopped for two seconds:

ling'er? Is that her? How did she come to this place?

At this time, song Yingtong turned around and yanked him: "Hey, cousin, which beauty do you see? Dawdle! My aunt is still waiting for us! After a while, I told my aunt that you had a heart in spring -- "

flicked a chestnut on her, and Lu Yan gave her a look:" ghost spirit! Nonsense again! Let's go! Don't let aunts wait! "

Pushing her into the door, he subconsciously took out his mobile phone, thought about it, but put it back.

When ye Linggang raised his hand to ring the doorbell, the door opened. A big boy ran out and grabbed her arm with a smile:

"Mr. Ye, you are here! Come in quickly -- "

when entering the door, Ye Ling is still stunned. At this time, the sound of banging comes from the room, and the fragrance of all kinds of food is permeated. At this time, the round table in the living room is also filled with wine and vegetables, with a big cake on the side.

"Ann, this is Haven't you eaten yet? "

I don't know if there are any guests at home. I subconsciously swept the time, nearly half an hour earlier than the agreed seven o'clock. Because of her temperament, she didn't like to be late. She would come half an hour earlier. On the one hand, she made preparations for herself, on the other hand, she would give the students time to adapt. This is explained in the agreement of the tutor.

Some wonder, she still subconsciously tunnel: "time is still early, or I go out first to turn!"! At the same time, I have something to do -- "

" Mr. Ye, today's dad's birthday, we specially waited for you to come over for dinner! "

"Ah?"

Ye Ling hasn't responded yet, and has been pulled in by Qiao an. At this time, a middle-aged man in apron, Junyi, also came out:

"teacher Ye is here? I'll make you laugh! Have a meal at home today! I'll make another steamed fish and eat it! "

"This -" I've eaten it!

And I always feel that it's not right. I'm sorry, but ye Ling hasn't had time to export. Qiao Yichen has turned around and turned back to the kitchen. At this time, the young boy also came out with a delicate dry fruit gift box:

"Mr. Ye, the benefits from my father's company, if you don't mind, take them to eat! Both of us don't eat dried fruits -- "

look at the package and instructions of the box. It's a bag of nutritious mixed dried fruits a day. If you refuse, they haven't been exported yet, but Qiao an has stuffed two more packages of things. Ye Ling is totally confused.

When she came back to God, people had already sat at the table. At this time, there were six dishes and one soup on the table, and there were drinks and red wine in front of her.

"Today is my 40th birthday. Anzi said that it has not been celebrated for a long time. This year is also a very special birthday. With the participation of Mr. Ye, I am very happy and have no regrets! Don't dislike Mr. Ye, just accompany our father and son to have a regular meal! "

As soon as Qiao Yichen's voice fell, Qiao an took up his drink: "happy birthday, Dad!"

I didn't know it would be such a scene. Ye Ling had no psychological preparation at all. She was very shy and could only carry a drink as she wished:

"happy birthday, Mr. Qiao. I'm sorry, I don't know, so I didn't have a gift."

"if Mr. Ye can come, it's the best gift for me! Thanks to your help during this period, Anzi is more sensible. It's hard for you to get along with him. His achievements have also come up. I should be grateful to you! If you don't say anything polite today, eat! Come on, try my craft. I haven't cooked for several years. Try it while it's hot... "

During the conversation, the man specially took a pair of useless chopsticks to add some fish to Ye Ling first, and then added some ribs to his son.

At this time, Ye Ling noticed that the dishes on the table were mixed with meat and vegetables, but it was obvious that they were very light. Even the vegetables on one side could be seen that they hardly made any ingredients, as if they were specially made for her.

Joan likes spicy food, but this day, except for a spicy crab, there is no dish with chili. Even stir fried meat with green pepper is obviously not spicy.

Seeing that they didn't say anything, they were still enjoying themselves. They were infected by a strong family flavor and their joy. They didn't destroy the atmosphere. She also picked up chopsticks and ate a little of each dish.