Chapter 43: Not thinking about her

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Chapter 43 is not general thinking about her
Leng Yuhuang only lazily took back his fingers, did not look at her, and said with a blank expression: "Are you cold enough? Is it uncomfortable?"
Lin Xiaomi thought that he was caring about her, and the small head shook like a rattle: "It's not bad, it's completely fine."
Leng Yuhuang nodded and said: "I am a little hungry."
Lin Xiaomi immediately said: "What do you want to eat? I will do it for you as soon as you are not angry."
"Tulip cake."
"Well!"
Lin Xiaomi originally thought that he wouldn't be angry when he made a potato cake. He didn't even know that he didn't really want to eat at all, but just to toss her.
"This is too salty."
"It's too light."
"This potato is too thick."
"This is too fine."
"This color is not good."
"This is not round enough."
Eggs, not round enough! !
He turned out to be not round enough! !
Is your potato cake made with a compass?
Even if Lin Xiaomi's temper is good, there is some anger at this time.
Leng Yuhuang saw her full of angry face, coldly screaming, casually squeezing out a few words: "I don't want to eat potato cakes, you give me fried meatballs."
As long as she thinks of the small goldfish and the size of his voice, Leng Yuhuang feels awkward in his heart.
At this time, she looked at the way she dared to speak out, and this was a little more comfortable.
Lin Xiaomi still had a spatula in his hand, pointing him to a half-squatting, and finally turned into the kitchen when his brow was unpleasantly picked up.
She is a fan of money, she lacks money, so she has folded for the five buckets of rice.
Even if she knew that he was looking for something, she still had to do it.
It’s just that it’s hard to hide the grievances.
Leng Yuhuang leisurely sitting on the sofa, but also a rare tea with a foot to tease the little Lai Pei, praise it bite.
Suddenly there was a jingle in the kitchen. Lin Xiaomi’s short screams scared the cold and the whole person jumped out of the sofa.
"what happened?"
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw the spatula fell to the ground. Lin Xiaomi licked his fingers and his face was white.
"What happened?" Leng Yuhuang pulled her hand and saw that her fingertips had been cut open with a small mouth and bright red blood poured out.
"Cut it, it's okay." Lin Xiaomi's painful grin, his voice just fell, his fingertips were wrapped in a damp heat.
Lin Xiaomi was shocked to see the cold glory that contained her fingers in her mouth.
Isn't he clean? Isn't it dirty?
For a long while, Leng Yuhuang spit out the blood in her mouth and pulled her hand and rushed under the tap.
The tight brow can almost pinch an ant.
"Okay, I'm fine." He hugged her from behind, and her broad chest completely put her in her arms.
Her breath is the exclusive atmosphere of his body, and her heartbeat has become messy for a while, especially his actions...
"Well, it's a small wound, it doesn't matter." Lin Xiaomi subconsciously wants to break free from his arms.
He held her and let her break free from half a point: "There is so much blood, how can it not matter!"
He carefully washed the blood of her fingertips, especially seeing the tiny wounds, and his heart was followed by pain.
"How can you be so stupid, you can cut your hand to cut a dish." Cold and sigh of relief, but not for her.
It was for himself. He said that he was not good at eating. He had to eat meatballs. As a result, she hurt her hand.
Leng Yuhuang found out that the band-aid was carefully attached to her, the brow was always locked, and her face was ugly.
"Are you hurting?" He asked, licking his lips, and then raised her finger to the mouth and gently blew the wound.
The warm tingling sensation made Lin Xiaomi shake and shook hands back.
The fingertips also have the temperature on his body.
"Well, I am going to cook." She was a little confused and got up and left.
Leng Yuhuang took her back: "All are hurt, what else to cook!"
He was a little big, and Lin Xiaomi didn't stand still, and the whole person fell in his arms.
Cold and brilliant under the conscious hand reached her ring.
She looked up in shock, and as he bowed his head, his lips ran into her nose.
The faces of the two faces are close at hand, and even the number of the other eyelashes can be clearly counted.
His deep squats fell on her red lips and turned dark.
Lin Xiaomi subconsciously wants to break free, but his arms are tight, like two iron arms around her, how she can not get away.
Looking at the cold and beautiful face, getting closer and closer, kissed her lips...
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When I got off work in the afternoon, Wang Feng came over to Lin Xiaomi. "You will stare at Wei Linlin's work at night. My mom has a birthday today. I can't get out of it. You can work harder."
Lin Xiaomi was speechless.
"Wang Ge, how many moms do you have?" This excuse, she remembered that he used it a few months ago.
Wang Feng’s face is not red and the heart is not jumping:
Mother’s mother is also a mother!

Lin Xiaomi can't wait to buckle the tea cup in his hand, what stuff!
Wen Jing sympathetically shrugged her: "I wish you good luck."
rub!
Lin Xiaomi was half-dead, and he was also an assistant to the reporter. How to quietly was assigned to a gentle and considerate teacher like Liu Shuang, but she was assigned to Wang Feng’s scum.
Never taught her anything, and always pushed her work and mistakes to her.
Can complain and complain.
In the evening, Lin Xiaomi still has to go alone with Wei Linlin.
It’s just that Lin Xiaomi didn’t want to go back too early. After that afternoon, she was a little embarrassed every time she saw Leng Yuhuang.
I don't even know how to face him.
She finally believed that he was not as simple as she seemed to be a good friend.
When she got a job today, she had an excuse to go back after he fell asleep.
I don't know if it is good or bad.
There is a drama tonight.
She saw Wei Linlin on the nanny car, changed two cars in the middle, and wandered around most of the city, and finally entered a high-level club.
Just looking at the luxury cars parked outside, she knew that there must be an exclusive news tonight!
Every reporter assistant, if you can get exclusive news, it is possible to become an official reporter.
Lin Xiaomi seems to have seen her monthly salary doubled.
After Wei Linlin entered, she quickly got off the bus and hurriedly wanted to get in.
But the two big men at the door still reached out and stopped her.
"Are you a VIP at our club?"
Lin Xiaomi closed her eyes and looked up again. Her brows were tight and her expression was impatient: "You don't have long eyes. I just got off the car with Lin Lin. Just made a call outside and you forgot? You Face blindness! Don't hurry to let go, Wei Linlin is what temper you all know, her cosmetic bag is still in my case, if you are delayed, she will start to temper and you have to get out."
As soon as the two big-shaped big men hesitated, Lin Xiaomi knew that there was a play, and both hands pushed it, and they gave them a cold and cold look. They walked in and swayed.