Sweet Beloved Reborn

The scene many years ago was very clear in front of Song Qinghuan. It was the scene of the young Qinghuan leaving the abandoned factory with a cute princess dress on her back.

At that time, the bandits had long left. Song Qinghuan had abandoned the abandoned factory building for a few days, causing the sky to turn into rain. Little Qinghuan’s body was so cold that she was about to fall asleep. When she was young, there were too many TV dramas and she was afraid that she would not wake up when she fell asleep.

The young man said: “Don’t sleep, when the rain stops, the rainbow will appear. The rainbow is very good. When we are watching the rainbow together.”

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Her cold fingertips flicked gently on the door, and she woke up Song Qinghuan who was in her memories. She stumbled over, and Xu Ningzhou had come to her. The man’s body was slightly closed, and his face was full of lingering affection. He said, “What’s wrong with me behind my back?” The young master had taken the initiative to stop?

Xu Ningzhou’s fingers were a little cold because they had just passed the water. Song Qinghuan’s brain, which was a little unawake, showed signs of getting stuck. The feeling of Ming Ye returned instantly. When his fingertips touched, Song Qinghuan’s ears were a little hot. She looked at Xu Ningzhou and shook her head. Her eyes followed Xu Ningzhou’s fingers and coughed, “No.”

“Really?” Xu Ningzhou rarely saw Song Qinghuan’s coy expression. Her livers were trembling, and he couldn’t control his hand to rub her hair. Then he found Song Qinghuan taking two steps back and her eyes fell on his hand.

Xu Ningzhou had long probed it out. Under the premise of not arousing Song Qinghuan’s dislike or disgust, Xu Ningzhou would make himself wary of someone whom Song Qinghuan thought was a safe zone, so he retracted his hand and turned to Khai in a very calm manner, “Go and rinse my face. I made a sandbag.”

“Xu Ningzhou,” Song Qinghuan was stunned.

“Hmm?” Xu Ningzhou turned to look at her.

Song Qinghuan sneered, “I want to have a face.”

“…” After less than three seconds, Xu Ningzhou’s eyes were filled with drowning desire. “Then you have a blessing today. After eating my noodles, your appetite will definitely be raised.”

Song Qinghuan nodded and said, “I’m looking forward to it.”

Before she washed her hands, the toothbrush had been covered with ointment. The set of gargle that Xu Ningzhou had prepared for her was all white, while the other set was blue.

By the time Song Qinghuan washed up, Xu Ningzhou had already cut all the pastries into a small triangle.

The man who said he was good at cooking was looking at his phone with his hands in front of the kitchen. While looking at it, he took out all the necessary materials from the cabinet.

Song Qinghuan’s footsteps slowed down. When she came to Xu Ningzhou, she deliberately became quiet. As soon as she heard her come over, Xu Ningzhou stood up and hid the phone in his pocket.

Xu Ningzhou suddenly bumped into Song Qinghuan’s nose.

“Where did you hit?” I’ll take a look, “Xu Ningzhou quickly grabbed her wrist to check.

Song Qinghuan covered her nose and said jokingly, “You have a hard heart.”

Xu Ningzhou took off her lover and checked it unblinkingly. His eyes were like the one looking at his keep thinking about, afraid that Song Qinghuan would be broken.

Xu Ningzhou’s eyes were focused, as if he was really observing Song Qinghuan’s nose. However, only he knew that his gaze was fixed on Khai’s slightly opened lips.

Xu Ningzhou quickly diverted his attention, rubbed Song Qinghuan’s head and said, “I’m fine.”

Song Qinghuan squinted her eyes and smiled brightly. “That’s because my nose is real. Otherwise, you’d have to send me to the hospital to redo it.”

How could he be so cute? Xu Ningzhou took a deep breath and told himself not to be anxious.

“You go out first,” Xu Ningzhou pushed her away.

“Let me give you Hanhan’s hands,” Song Qinghuan said as she rolled her sleeves. To be honest, although Yan Lu had lived a terrible life, Song Qinghuan was not touched by the spring water. This was also true in this life, but after witnessing Xu Ningzhou checking recipes online, she felt that both of them were a little hung up.

Make breakfast together? Xu Ningzhou squinted his eyes and made amends for a moment. Then he took out his coat and took the initiative to help Song Qinghuan. After he closed it, Xu Ningzhou felt like he couldn’t control it anymore. The dress highlighted Song Qinghuan’s thin body and Yan Yingyu held it.

Xu Ningzhou frowned and said, “You’re too thin. Haven’t you eaten well?”

Song Qinghuan blinked her eyes and said with a hard mouth, “It’s not delicious.”

“What’s delicious then?” Xu Ningzhou held a handful of shallots and reached out to the faucet, and a fair palm came over.

Song Qinghuan stood by Xu Ningzhou’s side. Her height was only at Xu Ningzhou’s height. When she was talking, her breath sprayed on Xu Ningzhou’s neck. She smiled and said, “The sandbag you made is quite delicious.”

Xu Ningzhou put the little lush in Song Qinghuan’s heart, “Then I will make it for you.”

He dared not say anything else, but Xu Ningzhou was still confident.

The food prepared in Xu Ningzhou’s apartment was given by the supermarket’s supervisor.

The little lush beard and green leaves in Song Qinghuan’s hands were swallowed off, leaving only a piece of white, pitifully in Song Qinghuan’s hands.

“…” Xu Ningzhou smiled and said, “Little Sister is really amazing. She’s cleaner than what I picked.”

Xu Ningzhou felt that if Song Qinghuan continued to spoil the little lush today, his face was hanging a little. He thought for a moment and said, “I’ve prepared the contract. At the dining table, you go and take a look.”

Song Qinghuan’s eyes brightened and she looked at Xu Ningzhou. “Can you do it yourself?”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“Yes.”

Song Qinghuan was stunned by the pitiful white hair in her hand and turned to run away. Xu Ningzhou grabbed her wrist and Song Qinghuan looked at him with confusion. Xu Ningzhou grabbed her and put her under the tap.

Water poured down the hands of the two of them. Xu Ningzhou rubbed Song Qinghuan’s hands and gave her hand hands. Her cute hands were soft and beautiful, and they were just like a piece of art.

After cleaning up, Xu Ningzhou to one’s heart’s content said, “Okay, go.”

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips and stared at her washed fingers. She turned around and walked out.

Xu Ningzhou, who witnessed this scene, suddenly smiled and curved his eyes. Not only did he not remind him, he even rubbed his phone out and clicked on the recording. After 10 seconds, he put the phone back in his pocket and turned around quickly to wash the poor young master.