Chapter 169: Deep affection

Xue Yuyan's words made Xiaojun stunned. What is the cooking? How can the eldest lady of the Xue family cook? It's incredible.

Seeing Xiaojun's expression, Xue Yuyan understood what he was thinking and said with some confidence: "Hate, I've been learning it all the time. Although I can only cook a few dishes, it may not taste so good, but I have tried my best. Look at what your expression is, I'm so angry."

"Okay, OK, I'll try Yan'er's skills later. OK? I haven't had any meals at noon." Xiaojun hugged Xue Yuyan and coaxed her.

"Okay, okay, I can make fried eggs with tomatoes, stew soup, and fry shredded potatoes." Xue Yuyan excitedly counted her fingers, and made Xiaojun sweat in a cold sweat. How could she still be able to cook?

"But now, close your eyes." Xue Yuyan thought of something, raised her feet and covered Xiaojun's eyes with both hands.

"What are you doing?" Xiaojun asked in confusion.

"Don't worry, close your eyes obediently, and don't peek." Xue Yuyan put down her hand, saw Xiaojun closing his eyes obediently, and then pulled him forward.

After pushing open the bedroom door, Xue Yuyan spoke: "Open your eyes."

Opening his eyes, Xiaojun was stunned by the decorations inside the house.

Regardless of the luxurious design and high-end items in the house, the entire bedroom is covered with photos of herself, the big close-up of the bedside, and countless life photos of herself in various positions on the wall. The most conspicuous one is a photo that almost covers the entire bed, facing the roof of the bed. In the photo, I looked ahead with a smile. All the photos were taken by Xue Yuyan in the Hong Kong Imperial Building. I didn’t know why she took so many photos at the time, but now I understand.

"I was afraid that I wouldn't see you when I miss you, so I enlarged these photos, especially at night, I had to lie in bed and watch you before I could fall asleep."

Xue Yuyan's seemingly casual words made Xiaojun feel an uproar. How should he repay her with such affection? It is not easy for a girl to do this. She dare not disclose her relationship, especially in front of her best friend, she has to pretend that she is just a friend with Xiaojun. She set up such a warm little home just to allow herself to have a shelter when she thinks about her lover.

Xiaojun hugged the girl in front of him tightly and sighed in her ear: "Is it worth it? Don't you feel wronged for a man like me?"

Xue Yuyan raised her head, stretched out her hands, pressed her to both sides of her cheeks, and said affectionately: "It's worth it. For you, no matter how many things you do, it's worth it. Don't always belittle yourself. You are the best, so how can I feel wronged? If I have such a pure land in your heart that belongs to me, I am already content."

With such deep affection and affection, how can Xiaojun not be moved? At the same time, a decision was made in my heart that the girl could no longer be sad and sad. Maybe it was time to confront Xiao Yushuang'er and explain Xue Yuyan's affairs. It could be hidden for a while, but not only did Xue Yuyan suffer in pain, but she also felt sorry for these girls and did not meet honestly.

He lowered his head emotionally and kissed his soft lips gently, feeling the deep affection of the girl in his arms.

"When will you leave?" Xue Yuyan asked sadly when leaning against her lover's arms. Thinking of the short moment that only belonged to two people.

"After a while, I'll pick up Xiaoyu. She has been in school these days." Xiaojun said in an apology tone.

"Create a meal for you and leave after eating?" Xue Yuyan has never become his real woman. She was always very uneasy, afraid that one day he would leave his side, and for the sake of the simple cooking skills he learned, there was no chance to display. Only he could step into the kitchen filled with smoke.

"Yes!" Xiaojun nodded.

"You sit here, wait for a while, it's very soon." Xue Yuyan showed a smile on her face, pulled Xiaojun to sit on the bed, and handed him a novel.

Watching Xue Yuyan walk out, Xiaojun flipped through the novel in his hand. It was really boring. He stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

Standing at the kitchen door, she looked at Xue Yuyan's slightly panic, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, turning on fire, and cooking. She might not be very skilled in her movements, but Xiaojun could see that she was really doing it with her heart.

A few simple home-cooked dishes, a pot of rice, placed on the dining table.

"I have only learned so much. You can get it first or eat it, and I will learn more in the future." Xue Yuyan asked embarrassedly, sneering at the hair on her forehead.

Xiaojun took a bite of the egg and tasted it. Although the taste was not particularly delicious, it also reached the level of home-cooked dishes.

Looking at the sweat beads on Xue Yuyan's nose, imagine that it is not easy for such a daughter to make several home-cooked side dishes.

"Yeah, it's not bad." Xiaojun took a bite of every dish and said sincerely.

Xue Yuyan smiled and was already very satisfied with being able to get the recognition of her lover. She took a small bowl, served him a full bowl of rice, and handed it over.

"You eat too." Xiaojun saw Xue Yuyan just sitting there quietly, leaning on her chin with both hands, watching her eating voraciously, and said.

Xue Yuyan didn't say anything. Seeing that Xiaojun was eating very deliciously, her smile never left her face. When she heard Xiaojun's words, she just signaled with her eyes, "You eat yours."

Xiaojun, who had always retained the habit of eating on the battlefield, swept through the food in front of him before raising his head, burped deeply, took the water handed over by Xue Yuyan, took a sip and said, "It's over, I'm over."

"Who told you to finish everything and show me what to do. Just stop when you have enough?" Xue Yuyan blamed her as she looked at Xiaojun stroking her stomach back and forth.

Xiaojun did not answer. In this matter, including Xiaoyu, he didn't understand it, let alone Xue Yuyan, the young lady who has been growing in a honeypot, had experienced a period of time when Red Arrows. At some point, a little food is a life, so how could they understand it?

"Are you leaving?" Xue Yuyan asked with a dim look on her eyes.

"Well, it's almost two o'clock, Xiaoyu is at this time every day."

"Oh, then you go quickly and don't let her wait."

Looking at Xue Yuyan's somewhat depressed mood, Xiaojun kissed her forehead and said, "Maybe everything will be different tomorrow."

Xue Yuyan looked at Xiaojun in confusion, wondering what he meant by saying this.

The little army smiled mysteriously, waved at Xue Yuyan, and left.

Xue Yuyan stood at the gate of the yard, looking at the space where the car disappeared outside her eyes, then sighed and turned around and walked into the yard. Maybe she could only look at him silently behind her back, right? Even so, she would not give up and have no regrets.

I still parked in that position, still waiting for the same person, and still at that time.

But today Xiaojun was a little nervous. He didn't want to hurt Xue Yuyan's feelings. He couldn't bear to let her stand by her and Xiaoyu in pain all the time but could not express her feelings. However, he was afraid that if he said it, he would hurt Xiaoyu's feelings. As his favorite love, even with Jiang Qingying and Shuang'er, the most caring title of wife, he never gave it to anyone other than Xiaoyu. In his heart, there is no one who can replace Xiaoyu's position.

Xiaoying and Shuang'er's joining was inevitable, and there were also some accidents. An accident took possession of the two of them, and a separation made Xiaoyu accept them.

I have never really owned Xue Yuyan, and I feel a little hesitant, afraid that the scene of the guesthouse will appear again. Although my heart is untied, Xiaoyu's acceptance still accounts for a large proportion in my heart.

Why.

Xiaojun was full of thoughts. When he met Xiaoyu, how should he speak?

"Bang."

Illuminated a cigarette, whether it is alcohol or nicotine, which has no effect on Xiaojun's body. I just like the feeling of swallowing and vomiting. When I have something to worry about, I can find some comfort between inhaling and vomiting. Recently, Xiaojun has become accustomed to bringing the special panda at home and the limited edition zippo lighter given to him by Xue Yulong in Hong Kong.

Xiaojun, immersed in infinite thoughts, only had the smoke that was spit out in his eyes. It was not until Xiaoyu opened the car door and sat in to wake up from his thoughts.

"What's wrong, husband, what happened?" Xiaoyu asked worriedly when she saw the rich smoke in the car and the sadness between Xiaojun's eyebrows.

"It's okay, let's go, should we go home directly or?" Xiaojun didn't know how to speak, so he had to shout.

Xiaoyu stopped Xiaojun who was about to start the car and asked with a serious look: "No, Zuo Haojun, what happened? Tell me quickly."

“I~~~I~~~~”
Chapter completed!