He Is Warmer Than Time

Because it was summer, she was wearing a sleeveless dress. After cooking dinner, her arm was scalded by oil and had many red spots.

Aunt Lin’s heart ached. Mianmian, if you can’t do it, then forget it. What do you think? ” Ji ‘an’s heart would ache if he saw this.”

Mu Mian didn’t mind. it’s just that we’ve grown familiar with each other once.

Ji ‘an can cook for me. Why can’t I cook for Jit an? ‘

Auntie Lin was pleased. Ji ‘an had found a good wife.

Not only was mu Mian beautiful, but she was also humble and hardworking. She was also low-key and polite. Compared to the daughter-in-law of the boss’s family, she was many times better. She was also much easier to get along with than the daughters-in-law of Ji ‘an’s two uncles. Ji’ an was blessed.

In the evening, vice-director Tang returned home. He smelled the fragrance of the food and saw the back of the person who was still busy in the kitchen.

He suddenly felt a sense of belonging.

This sense of belonging was something he had yearned for the most in his life, but had not been able to get for many years.

He stood at the kitchen door and leaned against the door frame, watching her back.

She was a little clumsy as she cracked two eggs, beat them evenly, and then poured them into the pot.

Egg flower inflationll It was swollen. She panicked and quickly pressed it down with a spoon to prevent it from overflowing.

He chuckled. Mu Mian heard his voice and turned around.”You’re back.” “Did you cook dinner tonight?” he asked.

She was still flustered. yes, aunt Lin taught me. The last dish was tomato egg soup. I thought I could handle it myself, so she went home.

He was still leaning against the door frame, and for the first time, he felt that this kitchen was warm.

It was six O ‘clock in July, and the sun was still shining brightly outside. The greenery outside the kitchen window was overflowing.

She was wearing an apron and her hair was tied into a ponytail. Two strands of hair fell down and covered the side of her face.

He could see that her forehead was big.ll She was sweating profusely, and her face was red. She was becoming more and more beautiful, beautiful and full of energy.

His heart couldn’t help but be excited.

The affectation in the first few decades of his life seemed to have become a disease-free Gu.ll Groan.

That’s right, life is so beautiful. You haven’t met the flowers of your life yet, so you shouldn’t be dispirited so early.

She hurriedly poured the soup into a big bowl with blue edges and a white base. The hot soup splashed on her face. She screamed and he quickly walked over.

“Are you alright?”

Mu Mian held a spoon in her hand and said indifferently, ” “It’s fine, it’s fine,”

Only then did he see that there were many red spots on her bare arms. It was obvious that they were left behind because of this dinner. He took her hand and walked out of the kitchen.

“I’m really fine.”

He pressed her down on the sofa, then turned to the cabinet and took out a first aid kit. He rummaged through it and found a Yunnan Baiyao, then returned to her side.