In the small room, the lights were all on, and a figure was busy in the kitchen. From the back, the woman in pajamas looked too thin, with her plump buttocks upwards, and her waist was full and her hands were able to hold, so she was a little thin.

On the stove, the water in the pot boiled and the steam was everywhere. Under the smudge of the steam, the woman's pretty face, which was slightly pale, gradually showed an unusually bright red se.

Her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her dignified facial features were overturned by her depressed mind, losing her glorious and charming style.

After standing in front of the stove for a long time, the hot water boiled for a long time, the woman suddenly realized that something was wrong when she was in a daze. She rushed tore open the instant noodles packaging bag beside her and poured the noodles in one go.

As the instant noodles were poured into the pot together, there were several unopened seasoning bags. Seeing that the seasoning bag and noodles were rolling in the pot together, the woman was so scared that she hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick out the seasoning bag. After working for a long time, the hand holding the chopsticks was not in control at all. By accident, a few melted noodles splashed on the back of her hand, and were scalded by the boiling hot water. The woman let out the chopsticks in panic.

The fast noodles in the pot were slowly cooked, and gradually the aroma came out. The woman stood by the stove, looking at the noodles in the pot, thinking that her dinner today was screwed up, and her mind was fluctuating violently. In addition, because of her already aggrieved, her long and charming eyes blinked, and tears couldn't help but fall.

The woman took two steps back, covered her face with her hands, half squatted on the ground, crying, and the more she cried, the more sad she felt. The tears were like a flood that broke the dam, and it was out of control. It soon wet her hands and wet her back through her fingers.

When Qin Yang came in from outside, he saw Xia Ye squatting on the ground, crying like a child... After cooking for a long time, the noodles in the pot turned into batter. The water in the pot was boiled dry, emitting a pungent and burnt smell. The smell was mixed with a plastic smell, which was extremely unpleasant.

Qin Yang rushed in, turned off the gas, picked up Xia Ye with one hand, and carried it into his arms.

Suddenly, she was hugged by one hand. Xia Ye was shocked. Her face changed drastically and pushed her with her hands. She let out a messy syllable in her mouth, trying to push Qin Yang away. When she breathed the familiar and obsessed smell of Qin Yang, the pushing movement became much smaller without realizing it.

But tears were still uncontrollable, and they threw themselves into Qin Yang's arms, crying heartbreakingly.

Qin Yang put one hand around Xia Ye's slender waist and gently patted her back with the other hand to smooth out her disordered emotions. The feeling in her heart was extremely complicated. As a teacher, she was self-reliant in life and always took good care of herself. How could she have cooked instant noodles in the first month?

Moreover, I started to cook a simple instant noodles, and poured the seasonings into it, but also cooked the noodles. I can only say that Xia Ye’s mind was not on cooking the noodles.

Qin Yang felt extremely distressed and comforted her softly for a while. Xia Ye's mood finally calmed down a little. Qin Yang picked her up, walked out of the kitchen and placed it on the sofa in the living room, and whispered: "It's time to be hungry. I'll cook noodles for you, wait for me."

He let go of his hand and got up to go to the kitchen. Xia Ye grabbed his hand hard and refused to let him go. He looked as weak as a little white rabbit.

"I'm not hungry." Xia Ye shook his head gently and said in a hoarse voice.

"It's so late, and you haven't had dinner, how could you not be hungry?" Qin Yang said worriedly.

Xia Ye still tried hard and grabbed his hand tighter, fearing that Qin Yang would disappear as soon as he let go. Qin Yang turned his hand and held her little hand in his palm, and said softly: "I'm here, don't need to hold it so tightly."

Xia Ye still shook his head. The tears that he had finally stopped were swelling again. Tears slid along his cheeks on the back of Qin Yang's hand. The crystal tears were like broken beads, clear and clear, and it was impossible to ignore.

"Teacher Xia, what's wrong with you?" Qin Yang said in a daze, feeling excited.

"I'm fine, it's fine..." Xia Ye choked, covered his head on his stomach, and said vaguely: "I'm really fine, don't move, don't move..."

Qin Yang didn't know what was wrong with Xia Ye, but thinking about occasionally glimpsing Xia Ye's figure in the cinema this afternoon, I knew that Xia Ye must be feeling bad, so I didn't dare to move around, letting Xia Ye's tears wet his clothes bit by bit.

After a while, Xia Ye raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Qin Yang, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it to cry. Don't blame me."

Qin Yang felt very distressed and said softly: "Teacher Xia, why am I willing to blame you?"

"Then don't you blame me?" Xia Ye said nervously.

Qin Yang nodded vigorously, with a very large amplitude. Xia Ye raised his head, looked up at his face, and looked at him seriously. He was so crazy.

On New Year's Eve, Xia Ye wanted to call Qin Yang to greet New Year's greetings, but thinking that she was Qin Yang's teacher. Although their relationship had long become abnormal, Qin Yang was her student after all. As a teacher, Qin Yang didn't call him, how could she call him?

Because of this little bit of sensitive self-esteem, Xia Ye forcibly suppressed the throbbing of actively contacting Qin Yang. For the past few days, he has been waiting for Qin Yang's call.

But Qin Yang's phone call never came, making her disappointed again and again as she waited and expected again and again.

Xia Ye waited for a long time, but didn't wait for Qin Yang's call. The Chinese New Year was in a mess. After being alone in the room for a long time, he went out for a walk. As he walked, he came to the cinema and bought a movie ticket at will as the crowded.

She was watching a very happy movie. During the movie screening, there were constant laughter in the theater hall, but she didn't even laugh out loud, not because the movie didn't have enough jokes, but because her thoughts were not on the movie at all.

What Xia Ye never expected was that she had been waiting for Qin Yang's phone call for so long but hadn't waited, but accidentally saw Qin Yang accompanying several women to watch a movie.

Although this kind of thing is extremely normal, because of her inner expectations, Xia Ye still felt heartbroken at that moment. She thought of sadness, but she couldn't help but shed tears in the crowd.

Qin Yang clearly saw her, but did not turn around to find her, which made Xia Ye feel even more sad.

Xia Ye didn't know how she left the theater and how she got home. As soon as she came back, she turned on all the lights in the room, afraid that she would be wrapped up by loneliness by accident.

She was thinking about it alone in the room for a long time, and she was so hungry that Xia Ye went to the kitchen to cook noodles... During the Chinese New Year, she prepared a lot of food, but she had no appetite for food, so she wanted to deal with it casually.

I didn’t know that cooking instant noodles is so simple, it’s a mess, and because of the fact that my inner emotions are extremely disappointing, the tears can no longer be controlled and fall layer by layer under the double blow.

At this time, Qin Yang came and hugged her into his arms. But this scene was so unreal to Xia Ye. She had to work harder to make herself confirm and believe that this was not a dream.

At this time, she breathed the smell of Qin Yang, cried in Qin Yang's arms, and saw Qin Yang's face carefully, and Xia Ye was willing to make sure that all this was true. Qin Yang did not leave her behind, but in this way, her previous embarrassment made her feel a little nervous, and she did not dare to show her embarrassed side in front of Qin Yang, so that she could not make her feel that she was not beautiful.

How could Qin Yang know that in such a short time, Xia Ye's mood was like ups and downs, like riding a roller coaster. While Xia Ye's words moved him, they felt more of an unspeakable guilt.

Qin Yang knew very well that perhaps if he turned around when he turned around in the cinema hall, Xia Ye would not have become like this at all. After all, it was his fault. Xia Ye's apology made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Qin Yang stretched out his hand and sorted out Xia Ye's hair that was pressed against her face because of crying. He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said dry throat: "Teacher Xia, yes..."

As soon as he said that, Xia Ye jumped up quickly, covered his mouth with his hand, and kept it tightly to prevent him from speaking. His big eyes were filled with anxiety and joy.

Qin Yang was moved when he saw it, his lips twitched a few times, he stuck out his tongue, and licked her palm.

"Itchy!" Xia Ye Huanyan spread her face slightly, and her mouth made a crisp tremor, and her rosy lips disappeared into a tempting curve. Qin Yang loved her very much and licked her tongue again.

"It's so itchy... don't stop making trouble..." Xia Yeshen took a step back in shame, and his face turned pale because of crying suddenly turned red.

Qin Yang was itchy, but he was itchy. He grabbed Xia Ye's arm, pulled it hard into his arms, lowered his head, and held Xia Ye's lips viciously.
Chapter completed!