Ye Cheng received a call from Chen Sisi as soon as he returned to the car:

"Xiao Ye~ I miss you~"

Chen Sisi's gentle and sweet voice itched Ye Cheng's ears, but at the same time it also made his waist feel a little sour.

"I'll go back soon, go out to eat at night? Or should I bring you something I like to eat?"

"I want to eat what you cooked. Will we go back to the apartment today? It just so happens that Manman is going to go to the movie with Lin Yu tonight."

"Okay, I'll give you food."

...

When Ye Cheng returned to the apartment, it was completely dark, but the wind did not weaken, but instead he started to roar intensified.

After Ye Cheng finally closed the door, he could even hear the crackling sound of gravel hitting the window in the quiet room, but he didn't care and went into the kitchen with the purchased ingredients.

A layer of fine dust has fallen on the countertop of the kitchen. It is obvious that Xia Xinman has not cooked for a while. For these young ladies, the kitchen is just a decoration.

Xiao Li was already on his way to the Yushu. Ye Cheng estimated the time. In such bad weather, it would take at least half an hour for him to pick up Chen Sisi back, so he decided to clean up first and then cook.

Although Ye Cheng is too lazy, he has a special liking for cleaning the room, especially the kitchen. After all, for a person who is scooping, he has already formed a habit of keeping the kitchen neat. And after each cleaning, he will feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment when looking at the completely refreshed room.

Ye Cheng focused all his attention on cleaning and did not notice that the chandelier on the dining table had begun to sway slightly.

After cleaning up a little, Ye Cheng, who was wearing a pink apron, habitually put a white towel around his neck, then put two chopsticks on the chopping board and padded the eggplant.

Although fried eggplant boxes are a bit troublesome, they are one of Chen Sisi’s favorite dishes.

The same job has different experiences at different stages of life. Cooking was once the thing that Fatty Ye disliked the most because he had to rely on this craft to survive. But for Ye Cheng now, preparing a sumptuous dinner for the person he liked was a complete enjoyment.

Boss Ye, who is worth over 100 million, hums an unknown tune and moves around in the small kitchen. After a while, a bag of ingredients turned into a semi-finished product while the kitchen knife flies up and down.

As the ingredients were put into the pot, the house was soon filled with a fragrance called appetite.

When he put the last dish on the dining table, he just heard the movement coming from the door.

"Xiao Ye~The wind outside is so strong...I'm scared~"

As soon as Ye Cheng took off his apron, Chen Sisi threw herself into his arms. Her bright eyes seemed to reflect all the beauty in this world. The yellow sand outside did not affect the exquisite makeup on her face at all.

"Don't worry, your tonnage can't blow you even if it's not a tornado...wash your hands and eat."

Ye Cheng slapped her on the butt in a doting way, and carried her all the way to the bathroom before putting her down.

After he finished serving the soup, the goblin also set up a small candlestick. Although the candlelight was a bit incompatible with Chinese food, the romantic atmosphere did not decrease at all.

Chen Sisi closed her hair, pointed to the beating candlelight, and said with a smile:

"This is the small candlestick you used when you made up for my birthday last year. Do you still remember how you rejected me?"

"I only remember how beautiful you looked that day."

Ye Cheng is not stupid. At this time, no matter whether he answers "remember" or "not remember" is not the correct answer.

"Good mouth and smooth tongue~" Chen Sisi gave him a charming look, then sat in his arms, gently shaved his eyebrows with her fingers, and said softly:

"I remember, and I remember very clearly. You have to compensate my injured heart, so... I want you to feed me this soup, so I will drink it~"

"If you don't feed me, I will never be able to feed others except my daughter in my life."

"Dad~"

The sweet laughter covered the swaying crunch of the crystal chandelier.

...

This meal was the hardest meal that Ye Cheng had eaten. Chen Sisi really made it and never touched the chopsticks throughout the whole process.

Under the dim candlelight, Chen Sisi pressed tightly into Ye Cheng's arms, and the aroma of the steaming food seemed to be covered with a layer of pink.

Finally, he saw that Chen Sisi was full, and Ye Cheng asked tiredly after putting down the bowls and chopsticks:

"Have I considered having a child experience in advance?"

Chen Sisi pursed her lips and held back her smile and said:

"Why do you feel so reluctant? I'm obviously loving you. People say that your boyfriend loves you must give in to him."

"Where did you let me go?"

"Isn't this asking you to cook and feed me~ I'll ask you to wash the dishes later and let you mop the floor~"

Looking at Chen Sisi's righteous look, Ye Cheng couldn't think of anything to refute for a moment, and even felt that she was saying something reasonable...

As Chen Sisi said that, she picked up Ye Cheng's chin and stepped back gracefully.

"Close your eyes and wait, and give you a little surprise to compensate you."

Ye Cheng didn't know what the monster was going to make, but he closed his eyes very much.

But this time, Chen Sisi's surprise was not as "unfamiliar with gambling and drugs" as he imagined.

As the violin sounded melodiously, the tone of "Si Jun from the Shimoki Bridge" began to flow around Ye Cheng like a jumping spring.

Ye Cheng, who was still closing his eyes, seemed to have seen Chen Sisi's graceful figure when he played. When he opened his eyes, the imagined picture was perfectly combined with the scene in front of him.

Ye Cheng was not a pretentious person, but his two lines of tears flowed down without his control.

The last time he heard this song was when he was thirty years old in his previous life.

At that time, Ye Cheng went to Ancheng to attend Simida's wedding. The night before the wedding, he deliberately got the Taoist priest drunk and opened Chen Sisi's circle of friends with his mobile phone.

From the rainy day of parting, Ye Cheng hadn't seen Chen Sisi again in ten years. When he opened his circle of friends, the first video he saw was Chen Sisi playing this song gracefully.

Time is too gentle to this fairy. Ten years later, Chen Sisi is as beautiful as she used to be, but there is a little bit of eccentricity between her eyebrows and eyes, and a little bit of sorrow of separation.

Ye Cheng searched through all her photos over the past ten years, treating this kind of spy as a kind of companionship, imagining if there was no parting...
Chapter completed!