Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 220 Shooting Your Heart (48)

This person doesn't have any feelings, and the only bit of warmth is all given to the true king.

Even during the ten years of being together in the devil world, he only taught her exercises, and he left after two hours.

The end of get out of class time is so accurate that Ming Cen wonders if he has signed up for a study class with him before.

Therefore, when Ming Cen saw Xiu He in the small world, he was really taken aback, and he lost his mind for a moment before being pushed into the swimming pool by this evildoer.

At the beginning, Ming Cen thought that Xiuhe was afraid that she would repent and run away, so he followed her.

But now, she is not sure.

Moreover, she always felt that she seemed to have missed something.

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Because he was going to participate in the intercontinental competition, Ming Cen started intense training as soon as he returned to China, and he didn't return to his residence until seven or eight in the evening every day.

Ming Cen pressed his sore neck and unlocked it with his fingerprint.

When the door was opened, the light inside leaked out.

Ming Cen paused and looked down to see a pair of men's casual shoes.

After putting his backpack on the sofa, Mingcen walked towards the source of the sound in the room.

In the kitchen, a tall and handsome man was standing in front of the stove, with a black apron tied around his thin waist, and he was stirring the vegetables with a spatula in his bony hands.

After Wen Ye finished frying the vegetables and put them on a plate, he turned around and saw Ming Cen leaning against the edge of the door, standing there for an unknown amount of time.

Wen Ye was stunned. Under her smiling gaze, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red: "You're back."

Ming Cen stepped forward and put his arms around the man's waist, and buried his face in his warm embrace.

Jiang Yan and Cheng Shijing also cooked a lot for her before, but after all, she hadn't fully woken up at that time.

Those memories were as unreal as her dreams.

Separated by a thin layer of gauze, she couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

But now his embrace is warm, true, and at ease.

Never thought that there would be a day when the indefeasible His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would imbue her with the smell of fireworks in the world.

The heart that had been barren for thousands of years was filled to the brim in an instant.

Ming Cen sniffed the familiar fragrance on his body, and buried his head deeper.

Wen Ye was hugged by Ming Cen, holding a plate of food in both hands. Seeing that Ming Cen was silent, he asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Is my brother scolding you again?"

As soon as Ming Cen returned to China, Ming or took her back to his residence. The siblings talked for more than an hour, and finally Ming or sent her to the base with a dark face.

Later, Ming also called Ming Cen a few times, and Wen Ye overheard two phone calls.

The relationship with her brother was so tense, even though Ming Cen didn't say anything, Wen Ye knew that she was also feeling bad.

He felt sorry for Ming Cen's embarrassment because he was caught in the middle, but also feared that one day she would be really persuaded or persuaded not to want him.

So after returning to China, Wen Ye desperately improved his work efficiency and squeezed out more time to be with her.

Ming Cen rubbed his chest: "Brother didn't scold me."

Then I added silently in my heart, he has always scolded you.

Hearing this, Wen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Then let me go first, okay? It's getting late, let's eat first."

I have to say that Wen Ye's cooking skills are really good.

Seeing Ming Cen eating happily, Wen Ye also smiled and raised his hand to wipe the rice grains from the corner of her mouth: "If it tastes good, I will make it next time. I also learned how to make tisumila recently. Do you want to eat it?"

As he expected, his little girlfriend's eyes lit up, just like the ones she had when she saw those little cakes in the variety show.

Sure enough, if you want to capture her heart firmly, you must first capture her stomach.

(End of this chapter)