Chapter 2078

Along the way, Ouyang smelled the fragrance of flowers on the roadside, and the breeze came. She felt that the road was long and unreal, as if everything she had now seemed to be dreaming.

"Home." Qiming said, feet on the ground, Ouyang jump out of the car, who knows skirt hook.

"Hiss." One, very loud.

She was stunned in the same place. Qiming looked back. Seeing this, she quickly stopped the car, turned back and reached for it. After a long time, it was finished.

When he looked up, he saw Ouyang looking at him.

"I, I'm not familiar with this!" He thought she thought she was slow and stammered.

Ouyang didn't make a sound, went inside, saw the man didn't follow, she said: "don't plan to come back?"

"Back, back." He said, carrying the car to one side, like a sugar begging child, strode behind her.

Ouyang did not enter the elevator, but turned and walked towards the corridor.

"I'll come first." He said, trying to move on.

She held out her hand, took it to his hand, and walked with her head down.

Qiming's body is stiff in the same place. Watching her holding his big palm, his palm is full of sweat. Ouyang draws it back in a flash. Ouyang is shocked. He thinks he dislikes himself. When he doesn't let him, he just wipes his hand on his body.

"My hands are full of sweat." He said, wiping hard a few times, and then stretched out in front of her: "it's all right now."

Ouyang see, can't help shaking his head, this man in front of her, always like a child.

She reached for his hand and walked up. Qiming said in a low voice, "be careful, walk slowly!"

From the first floor, walk slowly, to the eighth floor, he and she stood there, Qiming saw, came forward to open the door, said to her: "home."

"Well." When she came in, Qiming didn't come in.

"Are you going out?" She turned her head and asked, seeing that Qiming was a little at a loss, pointing to one side: "you eat first, or else it's delicious. I'm outside and I can run fast."

He was a little embarrassed and said that he would not be afraid of losing face if he stood outside the door now. When she said it was not delicious, he could run out and close the door! So you can pretend you don't know.

She Leng a Leng, along his line of sight to see, saw a few dishes on the table, are holding a bag of fresh film wrapped, the temperature is still.

"Try it." He scratched his head and said.

"Let's eat together." She said, washing her hands, removing the membrane and signaling him to come.

Qiming stepped forward and sat beside her, a little at a loss: "this time, I promise I'm not born!"

"Well." She also saw it. It must not be raw, because it's too cooked.

She lowered her head and took a bite, but her eyes fell on his hands.

"Pa pa" tears gushed out, dripping on the table, she looked at his hand holding chopsticks, there is no band aid on it, but there are several traces on the finger, obviously hurt, but deliberately not stick, afraid of too obvious.

"Why are you crying? Isn't it delicious? I, I won't do it any more. " Seeing this, Qiming was frightened. How could he cry while eating?

Is it that bad? He thought, I feel like a failure, how even women's meals are not good.

Ouyang got up, went to one side, took out the medicine box, sat down to one side, pulled his hand and said, "don't cook in the future, I will."

"It's OK. I'm rough skinned. It's nothing to be stabbed twice. I used to have a hole here..." he said, feeling that her body was shaking.