Chapter 58 Walking

However, what is the handsome man Situ doing? And this seductive vegetable fragrance, how can it be so **?

He is cooking! Realizing this, Mishu was ashamed again. Such a handsome man at home was really about to become extinct. She had only seen it in novels, but such a perfect man in the novel was generally rich. What president, prince, or even emperor. Before falling in love, she always imagined herself in the novel. The heroine, Infinite YY, dreamed that she could find a handsome and rich Prince Charming until Xie Junjie appeared and finally made her humble life shine... Alas, thinking of this, Mishu's heart hurt again.

However, although this Situ Yin comes from a humble background, he is also a man worth entrusting for life, and I don't know which woman can be blessed in the future.

"I'm back." Situ Yin, who was busy in the kitchen, took a look at Mi Shu, said plainly, and went busy again.

Mishu said vaguely, and the seductive fragrance spread into her nostrils again. Whoo, I'm hungry. Let's think about how to deal with my stomach later...

Going home to surf the Internet, I watched American dramas absent-mindedly for a few minutes, and then ran to Tianya to stroll around. I still couldn't stop the banging of cutting vegetables and stir-frying in the kitchen. The fragrance of rice penetrated through the crack of the door. Mi Shu hypnotized herself bitterly. It was an illusion. I couldn't wait to find tape to seal the door.

Is there a magic that can isolate the air? Whoo...

casually turned over the irrelevant gossip on the horizon. There was a knock on the door outside, and Mi Shu opened the door and answered.

"Why wear a mask?" Situ Yin stood outside with that cold expression.

"Well, the wind and sand in the room is quite big..." Mishu had no choice but to take off her mask and make it up casually. She can't honestly avoid the smell of the dish, can she?

"What's the matter?"

"I cook too much, and I can't finish it alone."

"No, you're so polite. I'm losing weight." Mi Shu thought, this is obviously a step for himself. He is too lazy to cook. How can he always bother others?

Situ Yin frowned slightly and looked at her. Mi Shu immediately realized that he must have been comparing his previous swelling with his current appearance and determined that he had lost weight after dieting, but most boys were very disgusted with women's lifelong career - weight loss.

However, he did not comment on anything. On the side of his shoulder, he said in a narrative rather than inquiring tone:

"It has been packed."

The rice was fragrant. Mishu's eyes couldn't help but pass through her room and threw them on the dining table in the living room. Three dishes and one soup were served, two sets of bowls and chopsticks were arranged, and the rice and soup were put into the bowl. Mi Shu couldn't help but be full of cows again. His willpower is not firm or anything. He loves him the most. He is so merciful that he can't give face if he doesn't eat it! For a lifetime, two legs stepped out of the bedroom unobediently.

Thousands of shredded pork with celery, braised spareribs, stir-fried lettuce, and then a bowl of wax gourd kelp soup. The rice does not seem to be like the previous rice. It looks like a grain of crystal clear, which makes people's appetite.

Because the food is delicious, she always wants to eat only a seven-minute full Mishu. At this time, she swept all the colorful, fragrant dishes on the table. She herself eats more than ordinary girls. She can't underestimate her strength to eat like this.

Situ Yin frowned with a smile, and the corners of his beautiful mouth unconsciously rose slightly. Suddenly, he thought of a question - didn't he just say that he was going to lose weight?

Mishu, a foodie, doesn't care about losing weight or not. She used to be a little afraid, but now she has the magical thing of magic. Isn't it like playing to lose weight? Thinking of this, her mouth has grown a lot, and the rules of the ladies who thought before entering the door have all been thrown out of the sky...

After dinner, Mishu rushed to wash the dishes as usual, but they were stunned, which made her suddenly feel ashamed and powerless to eat and drink for nothing. She was even deprived of the right to wash a bowl to make her heart feel better. She was full of thoughts. After living for nearly 30 years, she has never been so eager to wash the dishes... Wow, please let me wash the dishes...

She finally understood that Situ Yin looked like a dog and must be a master. She deliberately made herself feel guilty about him. In this way, she could also raise her head as a tenant under the fence, which made her feel that she owed him...

She ate too much at night. Although she didn't worry about gaining weight, she decided to go downstairs for a walk.

Open the bedroom door and saw Shu Yuanyuan. No, the door of Situ Yin's room was closed, and she didn't know what she was doing. In fact, she wanted to invite him to go out for a walk together and lead such a man with a 200 percent turning back. What a long face... However, she was ink at the door for a long time and didn't have the courage to open this mouth, so I had to go out alone.

I haven't been so leisurely for a long time. The evening breeze in spring is soft and cool. Walking in the nearby garden, Mishu's heart is rarely relaxed and recalls what has happened in the past period of time.

Xie Junjie betrayed himself and was absent from the wedding last month. Why do he think it was already a matter of his last life? If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have been summoned to the magic planet so far away from the earth by a strange fog. She would still accept the hat of the savior that Yax buckled on her head under the stimulation of the white bone essence. Since then, her life has completely changed...

Unconsciously came to the lake, and the moonlight shone on the lake. The few sentimental elements on Mishu came out now. She looked at the shadow reflected in the lake and asked herself, is this really the life she wants?

Becoming the savior of a country, learning profound magic, there will definitely be war in the future, and I will also stand on the battlefield in armor. Maybe I am lucky, triumphant, famous, or unfortunately, I will die in battle and be reincarnated.

Even if you are famous, what if you enjoy your reputation? Is that really the life you yearn for?

Mi Shu glanced at the scene of a loving couple flirting and hugging, and her heart was painless again.

She once had such a familiar picture. She even remembered the big sunny boy, whose body was mixed with the smell of washing powder and sweat. His wide and powerful arms could always make her head lean comfortably. She remembered that on the first anniversary of love, they also came to the lake. At that time, there was no such thing. The small pavilion is full of trees, and the lake is clear to the bottom. It is a good place for many little couples to meet. He sent herself a bunch of roses very rusticly. She still remembers that the roses are so gorgeous and enchanting, the brilliant flowers reflected in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth are full of happiness. He hugged himself and looked at them. The calm and clear lake gently said to the reflection of the lake,

"Xiaomi, every year, we will come here to witness our unswerving love, get married, have children, and come here with his little hands until we are gray."

With such a simple promise, I remember that I was moved to tears at that time, and my vows were still in my ears, but now on the lake, there is only my own reflection. It lasts forever, and the world is old, and they are all lying to children...

He gave herself the most beautiful and happiest years, but it was also because the happier she was, the more painful she was. She knew that if she could choose, she would rather be the ordinary woman who knew nothing and did not know anything without magic. Back to the past, she hoped to hold his hand. We entered the palace of marriage together and lived the most ordinary life.

Her eyes were wet, and her cheeks had crystal ** sliding down, so she reached out to touch them, which turned out to be cold tears.

She laughed at herself. Recently, she seemed to be more and more tearful. The difficult days in the past have come, and now she can play this childish trick of touching the scene. The reflection around the lake will never appear again. Why bother yourself and add trouble?

But why did she wipe her eyes and look up at the lake? Illusion?