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Chapter 119: Which pot doesn’t open? Which pot is the one that can be brought

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The girl had a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes were glowing, and she was wandering outside the sky, her face full of spring, and she didn't notice the boy's increasingly heavy face.

As a foodie, even the aroma of cooking drizzled into her nose failed to attract her attention.

OK, no need to burn the fire.

A slightly cool hand pinched her face and finally called Ye Zi back to the world from the sky. The silly smile on her face had not disappeared yet. The meal was ready.

Well, go wash your hands and have a meal.

Ye Zi stood up, cooking green vegetables and tofu soup in the pot, and a plate of fried bacon with garlic sprouts and fried sweet potato flour on the stove. The burnt fragrance of braised potatoes in the oil hits her face. Ye Zi's sense of smell seemed to be open at this time. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva while smelling the smell. She washed her hands quickly and couldn't wait to bring the dishes out.

After eating sweets, eating salty foods is very relieved. Unfortunately, Ye Zi's stomach has already occupied more than half of it, and the dumplings are not easy to digest. Now he is still 80% full. He only ate a small bowl of potatoes and some fried sweet potato flour and can no longer eat them.

This is the first snow this year and the first time this winter has cooled down significantly. Su Li packed some black charcoal left when burning firewood, and simmered a pot of fire to the study. Ye Zi moved the carbon basin to Su Qi with great strength, and then dragged his desk to Su Qi's desk, so that both sides could be roasted and saved charcoal.

Su Qi was wearing the cotton coat that Ye Zi had picked for him in the morning, and a black brocade dressed on his head, with a jade crown on his head, which set off his handsome face. He didn't look like he was from a farm family at all, but he was like a young man from a noble family with a stern and noble spirit.

Perhaps this is the natural temperament of people with poetry and writing style and connotation.

Ye Zihua glanced at the other person in a vague way, facing the other person's gaze, her heart beat faster, she quickly lowered her head, moved the bench and placed it in front of the desk, sat down and spread the paper and pen to practice writing, and only then noticed a problem: how can she see people with her first hand dog-piercing characters, especially her male god, and the other party could see what she wrote at a glance. Ye Zi couldn't help but feel a little numb, and she slowly put away the characters and paper and pen, and opened the book to pretend to review her homework.

Su Li went to wash her hands and saw this scene: two desks, one south and one north, were placed side by side, and the fiery red carbon basin was placed between the two of them, both of them were reading books, but Ye Zi was pretending to behave at first glance.

Su Li's face slightly sank, and her hands hiding under her sleeves made her knuckles turn white.

He raised his foot to Ye Zi's desk and gently tapped the table, saying unintentionally, why didn't you practice calligraphy today? Ye Zi: This guy didn't open any pots and she had a slightly feverish face. She barely made excuses. Her hands were a little cold, so she would write after a while.

Su Li looked at her with a smile, why don’t you roast the fire

Ye Zi: ...

Want to caress your face, can you leave a way out for someone? Su Li went to move a bench and sat between the two of them. She reached out her hand to the fire and roasted it. After the roasting, she pulled Ye Zi's hand and held it in her palm to help her cover it. Ye Zi not only gradually became warm in her hands, but she was also warm in her heart. She was just intimate with other boys in front of the male god, which made her feel a little awkward, but she was not willing to pull her hands out.

Both hands were warmed by the boy's hands. Ye Zi was afraid that he would practice calligraphy again, so she looked at the snow outside the window and bit Su Li's ear, "Would it be better for us to go out to play with snow?" Su Li turned her head and looked at her, her eyes as if they were glowing like stars, so bright that it was so bright that it was afraid to look at her.

Ye Zi felt like she was seen through her own little thoughts, but Su Li didn't say anything and reached out to pull her and stood up.

The bamboo curtain was lifted and fell down again, and a gust of cold wind came in. The study room, which was just lively and warm, instantly became deserted.

The slightly drooping black eyes fell quietly on the yellowed pages, and the jade-white fingers held the pages, but they had not turned them for a long time.

The two of them chased me and hiding in the yard and started snowball fights, sprinkling a series of laughter.

Hearing the movement in the yard, Su Ye walked to the door, looked at the two people who were crazy, raised their handsome eyebrows slightly, grabbed a ball of snow from the ground and joined in.

It was fine when Su Li kept giving in to her before, but now Su Ye added in. The two Ye Zi was obviously at a disadvantage. She dodged like never before, laughed and took the time to fight back. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Su Yan, who was leaning against the door and watching, and hurriedly sought foreign aid. Husband came to help me, and you and your brothers bullied me. The house in the village is now built, and it is not convenient to go into the mountains to hunt on snowy days, so Su Yan stayed at home today and did not go out.

Seeing Ye Zi asking for help from him, he just looked at him with a smile and didn't move.

Su Ye rushed over from behind and hugged Ye Zi, grabbed a ball of snow and smeared on her face, and said in her ear, "Ye said again, I'm not your husband." Ye Zi screamed and hid, and begged for mercy repeatedly. Husband, I'm wrong. Su Ye hugged her and turned around and pressed her onto the snow. The snow was four or five inches thick. Perhaps because of her clothes, she was not very cold when she lay on it. Su Ye pressed on her, scratching her itch, and kissing her face repeatedly. Ye Zi smiled and screamed, hurriedly avoiding him. Xiaoli saved me. Su Li looked at the two people stacked together, and a dark light flashed in her black starry eyes. She grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and stuffed it into his fourth brother's neck without any wits, and rescued his wife from his fourth brother's magic claws.

Is it cold or not? Su Li held Ye Zi's hand and asked softly. Seeing that her originally fair and slender fingers were already red with cold, she covered her hand in her arms, hugged her and said, "Go to roast for a while before you come out to play."

The boy's body temperature came out from his thin inner clothes, and Ye Zi's hands immediately warmed up. Her hands were as cold as ice, so she quickly pulled them out and hugged him. She secretly kissed his seductive lips while others were not paying attention and whispered, "Let's go in."

The boy's black starry eyes darkened slightly. He hugged her tightly before letting go, and took her hand into the room.

Su Li reborn a carbon basin in her idle ear room, moved a square table and placed it above the carbon basin, then placed four benches around the table, placed melon seeds, peanuts, walnuts and candies on the table, and then boiled a pot of tea and took a few cups.

Several people sat around the carbon basin, roasting fire and knocking melon seeds. Ye Zi and Su Ye sat together, with Su Li next to him, and Su Yan diagonally opposite him.

Ye Zi's chin was pressed against Su Ye's shoulder, and Su Li covered one hand with both hands, and Su Ye held the other hand in one hand to play with. The girl's eyes and eyebrows were smiling, and her whole body exuded a youthful and pleasant atmosphere.

Su Yan glanced at her, put half of the tea in his hand on the table, took out a walnut from the small bamboo basket, and put it in his hand without much effort. The hard shell of the walnut was broken, but the walnut kernel inside was still intact. Ye Zi looked at him with eyes, thinking that it would be great to have a husband who knows how to do kung fu. In the future, he would never have to work hard to eat walnut kernels. The peeled walnut kernels were placed in a plate and pushed to Ye Zi.