In the kitchen, Li Yixuan smiled and said, "It's so lucky that Ye Nianmo married you. He still cooked food for him in the middle of the night."

Ding Yiyi skillfully kneaded the flour, took out the walnuts and peanuts to be crushed, and took them with one hand, and Li Yixuan mashed the peanuts and walnuts.

"I'm so sorry, I've wasted your time, but if no one takes you, the military's kitchen cannot be easily entered."

"It's okay, I really haven't entered the kitchen, and it's quite interesting now." Li Yixuan smiled. He was strong and the peanuts were sticky.

Ding Yiyi pinched the soft dough into small balls after balls, and was very attentive.

Li Yixuan thought of Ye Chuqing. When she accompanied her to France to study desserts, she was so serious. Sometimes the butter rubbed on her cheeks, and he didn't even notice it.

"Miss Ding." He spoke and handed her the prepared materials in his hand.

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi mixed the prepared unloading material with the red bean paste, then pressed a groove on the ball with her thumb, put the material in, and then kneaded it round.

Li Yixuan stared at her movements and said, "If you return to China, can you help me transfer a gift to Chu Qing? It's a pity that she didn't attend her wedding at the beginning."

"Okay." Ding Yiyi stopped her work and told her intuition that the person in front of her might have a past with Ye Chuqing, but since he didn't want to say it, why did she uncover his scars?

Li Yixuan took out a purple shell from his pocket. The shell was beautiful and very smooth, and he looked like he was often rubbed.

"Please hand it over to her." He handed it to her, his eyes full of attachment when he looked at Beike.

Many days and nights, when he missed her, he put the shells in his ears, and the sound of waves inside had the smell of longing.

Ding Yiyi took it and put it carefully in her pocket, "Don't worry, I'll hand it to her."

The white dumplings were floating in the pot. The two of them looked at the dumplings in the pot silently, thinking about their own thoughts.

The smell of red beans wafted all over the room, fragrant and sweet. Ding Yiyi put two bowls and placed one of them on a tray. She blinked her eyes, "Nian Mo's skills are much better than mine. That bowl is thanks tonight, good night."

Li Yixuan laughed, thinking about Ye Nianmo cooking with an apron in his mind, picked up the hot bowl with one hand and ate one.

Ye Nianmo was about to go out to find Ding Yiyi when she saw her coming in with a tray carefully.

"You did it?" He took it and happened to touch her cold hands, feeling a little distressed.

Ding Yiyi was a little excited. She hadn't made anything for him for a long time. She hurriedly set up the spoon and said, "Try it!"

Ye Nianmo put her hands between her palms and covered her eyebrows, raised her eyebrows and felt a little distressed, "It smells good, but your hands are very cold. I don't plan to let go before it gets warmed up."

This clearly implies that he wants to feed him! President Ye, who manages the entire group, is like a child at this time. Ding Yiyi thought that no one believed him if he talked about it.

She was not the kind of shy person. She fed one with a spoon openly, and both sides were having a great time eating.

After eating, he was forced to hold him half-hug and brush his teeth in the bathroom, so Ding Yiyi was able to go to bed.

The temperature in Shanghai was low at night, and she was nestled in Ye Nianmo's arms and felt warm. The two of them kept silent about tomorrow's affairs.

In the middle of the night, her legs cramped again, and she frowned in pain because she was too sleepy and couldn't open her eyes.

Put one hand on her calves and gently knead the muscles of the calves until she fell asleep, the warm hands had not stopped.

The next morning, the roaring cannon sounded for a long time. In the afternoon, the boat successfully passed through the reef. However, after driving for several hours, it was still calm and the endless sea surface.

In the war room, Andrew frowned and could not sail like this purposelessly. If it really doesn't work, he had to return. Sometimes, quick decisions are also a necessary skill for leaders.
Chapter completed!