High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1586 How about dancing with shrimps?
But compared to Yang Moyan.

Yep.

This big big face scene, but the truth~
I'm out of breath.

Yang Moyan raised his hand and rubbed the young man's head, and held back his smile: "Well... Maybe it's because Xia Ren doesn't like you, so he took this opportunity to take revenge on you."

Lin Zhaoxia said angrily, "Why take revenge on me!"

After thinking carefully, Yang Moyan said, "Probably because...they are still alive, but you threw them into the pot?"

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."
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The kitchen is not too messy.

But the existence of the potato chips, green peppers and shrimps all over the floor deeply told Lin Zhaoxia that the scene just now was still very intense.

At the same time, she was telling Lin Zhaoxia one thing.

She is the culinary idiot or something~
Young Master Yang took care of the last meals.

Lin Zhaoxia just felt even more depressed, she couldn't even eat a few bites of meat, she put it down, poked the white rice in the porcelain bowl with her chopsticks, and sighed: "Say, if you don't know how to cook, then we should squat in the corner and eat Instant noodles?"

As she spoke, that picture involuntarily popped up in Lin Zhaoxia's mind.

corner.Well... that is really a scene of heavy snow falling, autumn wind howling, and a very pitiful and desolate scene~
But the picture has not been successfully staged for three seconds.

Kakaka.

A few crisp sounds were delivered to the ears.

Lin Zhaoxia looked over with a concentrated gaze.

Young Master Yang's eyes were blank, and the sound came from his chopsticks hitting the white porcelain tabletop.

He said casually: "The picture you imagined will not come true."

"So that's just thinking about it."

"But the truth is, I'm a good cook."

Lin Zhaoxia puffed her cheeks: "Yang Moyan, don't be too careless."

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows: "A certain little brother, don't be too flamboyant."

"This is my duty." Lin Zhaoxia corrected him.

"Oh," but obviously someone didn't listen to anything, just a flat voice, and then slowly picked up a dish: "Someone who is a culinary idiot, it's better to eat obediently."

"I won't give up!!"

"Give up, or dance with the shrimp?"

"........."

Lin Zhaoxia's vicissitudes face.

Shrimp dances together, I just want to learn how to cook! !
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Then the thought never moved again.

Because the boy was woken up by the pain in the early morning.

The feeling of falling in the lower abdomen was particularly strong, and I felt trembling all over.

Lin Zhaoxia was so uncomfortable that she rolled her body into a ball.

She really wanted to get out of bed and drink a cup of hot water to relieve herself.

Every month when she comes here is the most difficult time for her.

But Yang Moyan was beside him, still asleep, Lin Zhaoxia didn't want to disturb him, she just half-knocked her eyes, bit her lip, and stood up stubbornly.

I don't know how long it has been like this.

It could be just a few minutes.

There was a helpless and light voice from Youxue sighing in his ear.

Then the warm chest was attached to the back.

Someone wrapped her around her from behind, and a warm hand also ran along her arm, and landed on her lower abdomen, which was like falling into a cave of ice, and rubbed it lightly a few times.

Lin Zhaoxia was startled.

His fingertips stopped.

At this time, there was another sigh in my ear: "Is it better?"

Lin Zhaoxia closed her eyes, the room was dark and quiet, with her back to Yang Moyan, she said softly, "Did you wake up?"

"No."

While saying this, he took the boy into his arms again, "I didn't sleep much at all."

Lin Zhaoxia frowned slightly: "Are you thinking about that pedestrian Thomas?"

(End of this chapter)