On the wedding night, the ugly wife turned into a beautiful president shocked the whole network

"Secret? Why?"

Nan Leyao was full of worries and looked restless.

"Don't worry, with the big steward following, the lady's sweetheart will be fine."

Aunt Mei easily saw through Nan Leyao's mind, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

Nan Leyao held her face in her hands, her eyes were like a pair of pure gemstones, shining with mottled light and shadow.

Recalling everything that happened in the morning, although the current memory is still a bit fragmented, unable to recall the complete context.

However, the kiss on the bottom of the sea was clearly engraved in the depths of my mind.

As soon as I thought about it, my heartbeat was quietly accelerated, and the temperature of my skin became hot.

I was saved by him again...in the real sense.

When I was begging to die, I felt like the whole sky was falling down.

Obviously, I have tried my best to meet the expectations of those people, and I am ready to return to my original appearance.

However, this world seems to have colored glasses on itself.

No matter how I adjust my posture, to cater to, to flatter, it is useless.

When she was 180 jins thinner, she was ridiculed, but now she is 120 jins thinner, she still ignores it.

Perhaps, only when you prove yourself with death, will the world cast a ray of pity and face it squarely?
Maybe when I calm down now, I will feel that it was really irrational to ask for death at that time.

Not to mention that it almost cost Jiang Feng's life...

But, thinking about it now, the maliciousness on the Internet has never pitied me.

Aunt Mei just said that after tonight, everything will be fine, is she implying something?

It just so happened that Jiang Feng disappeared again...

Just when Nan Leyao was in a complicated state of mind and was tangled up everywhere.

A crisp knock on the door brought her back to her senses.

I saw Aunt Mei standing at the door of the room holding a bowl of hot soup.

As soon as Nan Leyao took a sniff, a warm expression appeared on her face: "It smells so good!"

"No, when I heated it just now, I was also smelled by the smell."

Aunt Mei's eyes also narrowed into a line.

"Yuan, isn't it Aunt Mei's handicraft?"

Nan Leyao raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Hehe, I originally wanted to give Miss a taste of the latest handicrafts, but seeing this dish, how can I make it?"

Aunt May responded kindly.

Hearing this, Nan Leyao basically guessed it.

Thinking about it, Jiang Feng left the prepared meals before he left, right?

Aunt Mei approached with hot soup: "The future son-in-law of the Nan family, how concerned is he that he will hand over the eldest lady to outsiders like us?"

Hearing her joke, Nan Leyao's cheeks flushed, and she blamed shyly, "How could Aunt Mei be an outsider?"

"Hehe, let's not talk about this, hurry up and eat while it's hot, miss."

Aunt Mei squinted her eyes: "Or do you want me to feed you at this age?"

"Aunt Breaumei, don't worry, I've almost had a rest, so I'd better do it myself."

Nan Leyao moved and sat up, then took the hot soup from the other party.

The temperature on the surface of the white porcelain gradually spread to her palm.

It was as if Jiang Feng's hand wrapped himself from the inside.

Now, when he came into contact with things related to Jiang Feng, his head was in a mess.

The pictures come and go like a horse watching flowers, but only the scene of kissing under the sea is deeply frozen in the center.

The hot soup has a golden color, and it looks like a piece from a distance, but if you look closely, you can find countless grains.

The simple aroma of pumpkin floated into Nan Leyao's nostrils leisurely.

Gently touch the surface of the hot soup with a spoon, and you can feel a subtle resistance.

The degree of aroma can be seen, as if it is a bowl of liquid patches.

Put the spoon into the bottom of the bowl, and then turn it upwards, and there will be thousands of strands of silvery white meat mixed with chopped green onion "floating out of the water".

In an instant, it was like opening a treasure bag, and the aroma of meat burst forth.

The taste is not complicated, only the taste of pumpkin and chicken.

However, those dishes with a sense of hierarchy and ceremony suddenly paled in comparison!

Nan Leyao opened her cherry mouth, and squeezed the pumpkin soup and muscles into her mouth.

The white teeth chewed carefully, and even the eyes became gentle during the tasting process!
Aunt Mei, who was watching from the side, had a subtle expression on her face.

People who really know you can see the essential difference from every frown and frown.

No matter how wonderful the taste of this dish is, the eldest lady's attitude is something she has never seen before.

It doesn't look like eating at all, it's more like "seeking".

What you eat is food, but it is a kind of communication with the people behind the cooking.

"Sure enough, it really is Jiang Feng's smell..."

Suddenly, Nan Leyao said something with a cold face.

In the next second, a tear trail fell silently from the moist eye sockets.

This scene frightened Aunt Mei, and she hurriedly looked around for tissues.

"Oh, my lady, what's the matter?"

Nan Leyao couldn't help sobbing, with tears in her eyes, she continued to taste.

Aunt Mei sat on the edge of the bed distressedly, wiped her cheeks carefully, and inadvertently said: "These tears are all shed, the future
Are uncle's meals really so amazing? "

Nan Leyao shook her head and nodded, seeing that Aunt Mei was puzzled.

"I, I was scared at first, afraid that something might happen to Jiang Feng..."

"Then, and then you are all hiding from me;"

The girl spoke intermittently, leaning pitifully on Aunt Mei's arms.

"But when I took the first bite, I was finally sure that this was Jiang Feng's handiwork, and he must be fine!"

Hearing this, Aunt Mei was angry and laughed.

"Silly boy, how could Aunt Mei lie to you?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she also earnestly told the young girl in her arms: "It sounds like you two must have gone through something very dangerous, right?"

Seeing that Nan Leyao didn't say a word, Aunt Mei became more certain of her thoughts.

"Listen to what Aunt Mei said, no matter what happens, life and death must not be involved, understand?"

"You two, I can always see the shadow of the mandarin duck, maybe it's the fate of living together and dying together."

These words immediately touched Nan Leyao's tear glands!
Dou Da's tears couldn't be stopped no matter what, one drop after another, Aunt Mei wiped it so hard that she couldn't handle it!
"It won't be... um, oh, I promise, it won't happen again!"

A heart-warming scene is being staged here, but in a corner far, far away.

I don't know, is Le Yao awake?

When you woke up, did you eat well?
Jiang Feng pondered, and slowly put on a pair of leather gloves.

In the next second, he hid the remaining tenderness in his heart.

What emerged after that was unquestionable coldness and cruelty.

"I thought that in this world, I should have nothing to do with that guy... Hehe."

Sometime, somewhere, an abrupt bell rang!