I was thinking so much that I didn't realize that Wen Baijing came out of the shower and stood beside the bed.
With a sudden lightness, she was picked up and left the warm bed. The sling on her shoulders slipped down to her arms.
She quickly covered her chest, and instantly, her whole body was filled with hot breath.
Her heartbeat accelerated for no reason, and unspeakable embarrassment filled her surroundings. Ye Zhenzhen buried her head in his chest shyly.
She did not dare to raise her head and asked weakly: "Why are you hugging me?"
Wen Baijing smiled slightly and said concisely: "Isn't it inconvenient for your feet? ?”
She was half pushed and taken to the bath by Wen Baijing. Lying in the bathtub, she kept pushing his hand away, "I can do it myself..."
Standing in front of the mirror, the clouds on her body dissipated, and Wen Baijing was blowing her wet long pussy. hair.
He gathered her hair and put it on her back. His fingers passed through the hair, and the warm temperature of the hair dryer fell on the skin of the back intentionally or unintentionally.
Wen Baijing's expression was extremely focused, careful and full of concern.
The balance gradually tilted until the weight of belief overwhelmingly won.
Suddenly, she saw a clear and bright mark on her neck. She drooped her brows, feeling a little depressed.
"What's wrong?" Wen Baijing's eyes were as calm as water, looking at her in the mirror.
Ye Zhenzhen turned her head and pointed at the pink mark on her neck.
She didn’t know if it could be eliminated before going to work, so she said aggrievedly: "What should I do?"
Wen Baijing tilted his neck, blinked his eyes, and said imitatingly: " What should I do?"
Seeing the teeth marks on Wen Baijing's neck, she raised her hands to cover her eyes.
Tit for tat...
No one needs to blame anyone.
"Are you still aggrieved?" Wen Baijing approached her and asked softly.
"It's detrimental to my image when I go to work..." She said in a hoarse tone, her voice a little weaker.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Baijing carefully for a few seconds.
He said with a cry: "You can cover it with your shirt, but my work clothes can't!"
"How about," he bent down, straightened his neck, and came closer. , the attitude was somewhat sincere, "Let me bite you until you calm down, okay?"
"...You." Ye Zhenzhen was speechless for a moment, she would not jump into this trap.
She hurriedly waved her hands, pretending to be generous, with a fake smile on her face, "Actually, you don't have to be so polite..."
"You really don't?"
" There’s really no need!”
Ye Zhenzhen ended the topic in a hurry, and if she continued talking, she would easily get angry.
Wen Baijing carried her towards the bedroom, and she put her arms around Wen Baijing's neck.
Looking up, Wen Baijing's handsome face is very eye-catching. Beautiful things always make people happy.
Some couldn’t help but want to get closer, subconsciously wanting to take a second look.
Sex makes you faint? Set aside first.
In ancient times, King You of Zhou Dynasty smiled for a beautiful lady and played with the princes by beacon fire. In order to please Yang Guifei, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty rode on a red concubine to laugh. Ye Zhenzhen looked at Wen Baijing a few more times because of her food and sex habits, which is human nature.
She smiled foolishly as she thought about it, completely unaware of the deep meaning in the man's eyes.
The bath towel wrapped around Wen Baijing's waist slipped on the ground for some reason.
"Go away...um..."
When the limbs are not flexible, the mind is also prone to not being clear.
Her mind gradually became confused and her pleas for mercy were trembling.
On Saturday, Ye Zhenzhen slept in darkness.
The curtains in the room were closed, and there was no light.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes. Her whole body was sore and weak, and her bones seemed to have been torn apart.
Completely unable to muster any strength.
Wen Baijing was sitting on the sofa, holding the computer and replying to emails. The dim light of the computer screen shone on his face.
You can see him every day when you open your eyes, and it is him you see before you close your eyes. Such days are warm, beautiful and romantic.
It is much better than those fancy festivals and little blessings.
Suddenly, Ye Zhenzhen seemed to have thought of something and patted her head, almost forgetting important things.
She struggled to get up, and the bones all over her body ached.
The rustling movement disturbed Wen Baijing.
He put down the computer, stood up, came to his side, and helped her up, "Are you awake?"
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"Yeah."
After washing, she tiptoed outside the house. My left foot seems to have recovered, and it no longer hurts even with slight exertion.
"Can you wait until you see the doctor before walking!" Wen Baijing shouted from behind, his tone a little anxious.
"It's okay, I don't feel any pain anymore!" She turned her head, winked at him, and smiled mischievously.
In the kitchen, the bright sun shines in.
"Aunt Sun, I'm sorry, I got up late." Ye Zhenzhen said apologetically and smiled at Aunt Sun.
"It's okay. It's understandable that young people should sleep more." Aunt Sun smiled meaningfully.
No matter how it sounded, it sounded like young people were greedy for sex in bed, and Ye Zhenzhen felt a little guilty and blushed.
Ye Zhenzhen, under the guidance of Aunt Sun, drained the glutinous rice and stem rice that were soaked in a ratio of five to two yesterday evening and put them into a dry mill.
After grinding for two minutes, take out the rice noodles.
"Look, the ground riceWhen the powder is gently pinched with your hands, it gathers into shape, and then falls apart again when you touch it with your hands. This is just right..." Aunt Sun said from the side.
The ground rice noodles were sieved through a 30-mesh sieve. After a while, the sifted rice noodles were moist and delicate in the hand. < /p>
Afterwards, the ground rice and glutinous rice are mixed and sifted. After completion, the rice noodles are placed in the refrigerator and refrigerated overnight.
She takes out the rice noodles that were beaten yesterday and sifts the rice noodles again. In order to maintain breathability, gauze is placed under the grinder.
Smooth the rice flour in the grinder until it is flat. Before steaming, press the mousse mold of 15 cm. Make two horizontal and vertical lines and divide them into nine squares.
"Zhenzhen, you have to remember that if you put too much rice or not enough water, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake will be hard..."
Aunt Sun gave me guidance from time to time and was very patient.
“Yes, I remember it, Aunt Sun. "Ye Zhenzhen smiled gratefully at Aunt Sun, very humbly and seriously.
After steaming in cold water for eight minutes, open the lid and sprinkle evenly with sugar and dried osmanthus.
In about seven minutes, the fresh and fragrant osmanthus cake will be out of the pot!
In order to prevent steam from falling on the osmanthus cake, she opened the lid in time and finally dripped in the hand-brewed osmanthus honey. Done!
"Aunt Sun, can you teach me how to make osmanthus honey? "
Ye Zhenzhen asked Aunt Sun mischievously while dripping osmanthus nectar.
Probably a studious apprentice would be liked by the master.
Aunt Sun did not Hiding his secrets, he smiled heartily and said: "Okay! But it’s too late this year. When the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms next year, we will pick sweet-scented osmanthus and make honey together. "
"Thank you, Aunt Sun! "
"Don't be polite to me, it's just that my skills are limited and I can't make the taste of Bai Jing's mother..."
Ye Zhenzhen was taking the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and paused. For a few seconds, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus hit her nostrils, and there was a lump in her throat.
She didn’t know how to answer, so she pursed her lips and couldn’t say a word for a while.
“ Aunt Sun, try it! "She handed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Aunt Sun.
"I'll give it to Bai Jing to try first. "Aunt Sun said with a smile when she saw Ye Zhenzhen's legs and feet were inconvenient.
The two came to the door of the study. Ye Zhenzhen took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and motioned for Aunt Sun to go first.
Study The door was ajar.
It opened with a slight push.
Wen Baijing was wearing a black shirt and trousers, facing the computer and concentrating on his work. p>
He looked very charming while working hard. His deep eyes were focused on the screen, and his long fingers were typing on the keyboard quickly.
Ye Zhenzhen stood at the door, a little stunned.
Such a perfect person said to her, forever, even if it was just a whim.The jokes are catchy and charming enough.
I don’t know whether it was the overflowing fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that penetrated his nose, or whether Ye Zhenzhen pushed the door and disturbed him.
When Wen Baijing walked slowly to Ye Zhenzhen, she was still in a daze.
"Did you do it?" His voice was choked, and his eyes were filled with moisture.
"Try it and give me some suggestions." Ye Zhenzhen raised her head slightly, looked up at him, and tried her best to smile, "It's your first time trying it, if it doesn't taste good, don't dislike it. "
He took the plate and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake as white as jade, frowning and tightening the corners of his mouth.
He hesitantly picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, bit it lightly, and held it in his mouth before he could swallow it.
Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head, trying to tell the taste from his expression. Ye Zhenzhen was full of anticipation and prepared to hear his evaluation.
He held the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand and took Ye Zhenzhen into his arms.
"It's delicious..." His voice was choked, and he couldn't swallow the cake in his mouth.
The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus permeates the world, elegance and sweetness.
"When you want to eat from now on, I will cook it for you, okay?"