Ye Ning looked at Gu Feng, who hadn't seen him for more than ten days, and seemed to have lost some weight.
Are you too busy?
After quickly gathering his emotions, he asked, "Why are you here?"
"Sending you something." In front of Zheng Shuyun, Gu Feng did not directly say that he was sending photos.
The longing that had been suppressed in my heart was finally relieved at this moment. Even the original gloomy mood dissipated a little.
Zheng Shuyun said goodbye to Gu Feng very wisely. When he walked past Gu Feng, he came slightly closer to him and lowered his voice and hinted: "Battle Commander Gu, you have to work hard."
Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, wondering what she meant by this.
But before he could ask, Zheng Shuyun had already walked out.
Ye Ning stared at his empty hands, "What are you giving me?"
Gu Feng came to his senses and took out the envelope containing the photo from his pocket.
After taking it, Ye Ning opened it and showed a surprised look.
"It's a photo of us in the capital!"
It had been so long that she had almost forgotten.
"Are there so many?"
They were all of her, and most of them were taken without her knowledge.
After Gu Feng confirmed that she liked these photos, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Ye Ning sighed: "The pictures you took of me are so beautiful. I didn't realize that you still have such skills."
Gu Feng didn't think it was because of his good skills, "You are pretty good-looking."
Ye Ning didn't even raise his head, all his attention was on the photo.
"If you retire from the army in the future, you can consider taking up photography."
"Photography? You mean taking pictures, right? I definitely can't do it." Gu Feng is still self-aware.
The reason why he photographed her so well was because all he could see was her.
"I remember there was a photo of us together?"
They only took that one picture, so it was difficult for Ye Ning to ignore it.
Gu Feng didn't expect that she would remember, "I kept the photo."
Ye Ning finally raised his head and looked at him in surprise.
Gu Feng stared at her, as if he wanted to confirm something, "That's a photo of us, are you sure you want it?"
Ye Ning didn't think much about it when she asked, but now that Gu Feng expressed it, she couldn't even think about it.
"If you want to stay, then stay."
Just a photo.
Gu Feng looked disappointed.
Ye Ning looked away, slowly put away the photos, and changed the topic.
"Have you had dinner?"
"not yet."
Hearing what Gu Feng said, Ye Ning immediately went to the kitchen and looked around to see if there were any vegetables at home.
After a while, she came out with two tomatoes, a few eggs, and a bunch of green vegetables.
"That's all we have at home."
Gu Feng naturally took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards her.
"That's enough, you go and rest, I'll cook."
Ye Ning nodded and returned to the living room.
Sitting on the sofa and leisurely watching Gu Feng who was busy in the kitchen, she gradually felt that something was wrong.
It was at her home now, and she had no clear relationship with Gu Feng, but she let him in and out of the kitchen to cook as a matter of course.
If it had been someone other than Gu Feng, this situation would never have happened.
So the habits between people are really terrible.
Or does she still regard Gu Feng as her husband subconsciously? !
He shook his head vigorously to get rid of this unnecessary thought.
He stood up and walked to Gu Feng's side.
"How about I do it?"
The biggest problem between them is that there is no sense of distance at all.
"How do you make braised noodles?"
Gu Feng's question made Ye Ning embarrassed.
"But there are no noodles at home."
Gu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "But there is flour at home."
If you have flour, you can naturally make noodles.
Ye Ning said "hehe" in embarrassment, "Yes, there is flour. Can you make pasta?"
Gu Feng replaced his answer with action. After taking out the flour, he began to prepare the dough.
Ye Ning suddenly became interested, "How about you let me try it?"
There was no reason why she couldn't do things that he, a grown man, could do.
Gu Feng looked at her enthusiastic expression, and of course he let her do it.
"Add water to it first."
Ye Ning followed his instructions and started operating.
"Okay, don't add any more. You can knead the dough now. It's actually simple. It's like playing with mud when you were a kid. Mix all the flour together and knead it into a smooth dough." Gu Feng said it as simply as possible.
Ye Ning sounds very simple, but when you put it into operation, it will be a completely different feeling.
The sticky batter all stuck to my hands and refused to come together.
"Are you running out of noodles?"
He muttered and added noodles.
Gu Feng originally wanted to give her some room to operate, but when he saw the noodles she poured into the basin, his head got bigger.
It was originally just enough for the two of them, but now the three of them might not be able to finish it.
What's even more frightening is that after another minute, Ye Ning's doubts rang out again, "Is there less water?"
As he spoke, he was ready to continue adding water to the flour.
Fortunately, this time Gu Feng had quick eyesight and stopped her immediately.
"If you keep adding more food like this, I'm afraid the bag of noodles at home won't be enough."
Now Ye Ning reminded him of that funny story, where the little wife was making noodles. If the noodles were thin, she would add noodles; if the noodles were hard, she would add water. Then repeat this over and over again, and finally a bowl full of flour.
Ye Ning also realized that it was his own problem and felt a little frustrated.
"It seems I really don't have the talent for making pasta."
Gu Feng didn't want her mood to be affected, and it didn't require talent, it was a matter of experience.
"I'll teach you."
Before Ye Ning could refuse, he stood behind her. He stretched out his hand to encircle her whole body into his arms, and held her batter-stained hands with his big warm hands.
Ye Ning froze and wanted to refuse, but Gu Feng had already made a move.
"Knead the flour together first, don't be anxious, just do it little by little."
His serious voice came from above his head, and he was really teaching how to knead the dough.
The flour that left Ye Ning helpless began to slowly clump together as Gu Feng held her hands.
Ye Ning's attention was instantly drawn to the dough that was gradually taking shape.
It turns out it's really not as difficult as imagined.
When the flour was kneaded into a smooth dough, she couldn't help but marvel at Gu Feng's ability.
"Okay." Following Gu Feng's voice, his movements stopped.
A smile appeared on Ye Ning's face. The moment Gu Feng retracted his big hand, Ye Ning thought he was about to let go of her.
But she didn't expect that the next second, Gu Feng would turn his arms around her slender waist.
Ye Ning didn't expect that he would do this. The man's cheek was pressed against her neck, and his hoarse voice sounded in her ears.
"I miss you."
I really, really want to.
