Taking his hand, Yin Liting lowered his head and drank:
"Um."
"Let you try it. Just taste a little."
You have to serve him the whole small bowl, but he still drinks it all? Besides, is this possible or not?
Turning her head and looking at him again, Yu Qingluo didn't bother to ask any more questions. She scooped up a little more and sipped it to try:
"A bit bland."
She didn't notice the spoon the two of them were using. She put down the bowl, patted his hand in a gesture, and turned around to get the salt.
"Don't be stunned. Set the dishes and chopsticks. I'll stir-fry some more and we'll be ready to eat."
After commanding, Yu Qingluo was so busy that she didn't forget to take the time to wipe the corners of the stove. Looking at the beautiful figure wandering in the kitchen, the gloomy haze in Yin Liting's heart for a long time was instantly dispelled.
Soon, there were two dishes and one soup on the table, fried mushrooms, fried vegetables, stewed chicken and red dates and glutinous rice.
Looking at it, Yin Liting wanted to laugh:
Does this woman want to be so cute?
At this moment, two more warm boiled eggs were pushed into his hand, and at the same time, there was a bowl of chicken soup with a little oily flecks on it, but only a piece of chicken in it:
"I read that you need to take in more protein when you are injured. I cooked it specially for you. If you don't like glutinous rice, just eat an egg. There are no other staple foods today."
"Um."
Scratching the back of her thin white hand, Yin Liting's eyes shone from the inside out.
“It’s not honest to eat~”
After glancing at him, Yu Qingluo couldn't help but smile.
Under the dim yellow light, the two of them enjoyed delicious food. It was the most ordinary night, but it was also the beauty that many people longed for.
After the meal, Yin Liting answered the phone, and Yu Qingluo packed up the dishes, put them in the dishwasher, and strolled around the living room.
She had just taken out her mobile phone and was about to scroll down the news. As soon as her eyes fell, she saw a few more shopping bags on the sofa. She didn't dare to touch them, but she couldn't help but tilted her head and took a look inside curiously.
In a paper bag, shirts stuffed to the brim came into view, in various colors of pink, blue, white, and black, especially the pink printed one with fungus lace on the neckline. Without holding back, she took it out:
Women's clothes?
Why did he buy so many cheap women's clothes?
Because most of the clothes are not packaged and are packed casually in a bag. A piece of paper card with a folded pad and a transparent bag is considered to be better packaged. Yu Qingluo feels that the clothes are not too expensive.
While her hands were flipping through the tags, she looked doubtfully at someone on the phone at the bar.
As soon as their eyes met, Yin Liting reached out and tapped her in response.
Is this for her?
Not sure if she was thinking too much, Yu Qingluo shook her clothes and pointed at herself, then at the sofa, and asked almost word by word:
"All for me?"
Repeated it several times silently, and seeing his confirmed nod again, Yu Qingluo was instantly elated.
When she saw the tag clearly, her eyes almost rolled out of her head in shock:
￥7800.00?
Just this short chiffon shirt? Don’t be afraid of scaring customers away!
When she picked up another white shirt that was obviously soft and wrinkled, she was really dumbfounded when she saw the tag price of more than 20,000 yuan. This time she didn't forget to take a closer look:
Silk?
No wonder a random shirt dares to be marked with such a price. This brand she has never seen before is still a big brand!
I took out the black one, and it turned out to be the same style but in a different color.
Yu Qingluo only looked at two shopping bags, which contained no less than ten items of clothing. In addition to shirts, T-shirts and dresses, the other two bags contained jeans and sweaters by visual inspection.
Is he taking over the store?
The key point is, there are more than 20,000 pieces of shirts. They are brand new and the tags have not been removed. How come he just stuffs them into the bag like discarded dirty clothes? He also stuffs several pieces into a bag, causing wrinkles all over. coming?
What a waste of resources.
At this moment, Yu Qingluo was no longer surprised but a little frightened.
Yin Liting hung up the phone and walked out, and saw her staring at the sofa in a daze:
"Why don't you like it?"
She turned around and was about to say a few words to him, but then she thought about how she could not undermine the confidence of the gift giver. She raised her hand and she poked his heart twice:
"You gave away all the good stuff to street stalls. It was a waste."
"nice! You love it."
Originally, he wanted to buy a shirt to compensate for her torn clothes, but he really didn't know how to choose. He thought the popular models recommended by the clerk were exaggerated and unsightly, but he was also afraid of the generation gap between himself and women. In the end, he chose all kinds of styles. Got the item.
"Did you call home just now? Is something wrong?"
Arranging the shirt in her hands and seeing his raised eyebrows, Yu Qingluo also overturned the honey pot in her heart.
In fact, she has never lacked people's attentiveness since she was a child, but she usually doesn't accept it, and she always doesn't have what she wants. Now that she has both, how could she be unhappy?
"It doesn't count. It's just that a cousin of my aunt's family is coming back to develop a career. We had a good relationship before. Mom asked us to go back together then."
"profound."
After folding her clothes, Yu Qingluo didn't ask any questions. As soon as she picked up a big bag on the ground, someone grabbed her around the waist:
"Wear it for me later."
"good."
Not noticing the sudden brightness in the man's eyes, Yu Qingluo still thought that he must take back the inappropriate ones, otherwise he would be in trouble.
The two of them lifted and hugged each other and returned to the room together.
Yin Liting answered the phone and went to work on his laptop. To avoid disturbing him, Yu Qingluo went to wash up first.
After taking a shower and taking care of herself, she went to the cloakroom next door and hung up the clothes one by one, preparing to wash and iron the ones that needed to be washed and ironed after trying them on.
After pouring out the last two small bags, I thought they were gift stockings. When I shook them open, Yu Qingluo's face really didn't know whether it should be red or green.
She didn't mention the strange shape and various laces of the semi-sheer black lace top. There were also two stockings hanging on the black shorts. Yu Qingluo didn't study for a long time to understand how this dress could be designed like this.
At this time, another deep male voice came from behind:
"Wear it for me."
Phew~
What to wear? Yu Qingluo just missed rubbing someone's face.
"You promised."
Only then did she realize that he had just dug a big hole for herself. In the end, someone half coaxed and half lured her into changing into it. Unfortunately, she didn’t even know what she looked like. Her clothes had been torn to pieces. This was shocking. There was so much she didn't know in this sinking, crazy night.
…
In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend again. Yin Liting was on a business trip, and Yu Qingluo felt relaxed. He called her aunt to ask about her situation. She heard that she was in good condition and had regular check-ups and was scheduled to go home, so she didn't go there again.
She visited a supermarket halfway and was about to drive when she saw a familiar figure holding the car down, looking uncomfortable.
"Kehuan?"
She called out tentatively, probed her head, and the faint smell of blood floated over her. When she lowered her head, she saw blood flowing down her legs——
