NOVEL NEXT Chapter 17 - taste in memory
Chapter 17 The Taste in Memory
At this time, Ye Lianxiang had everything ready.
Seeing Huo Shiyun walking downstairs, walking gracefully and exuding innate nobility in the coldness, she was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and said, “You’re back, just in time for breakfast. “
“Okay.”
Huo Shiyun walked over with one hand in his pocket, pulled out the chair and sat down.
There are so many varieties, but what attracts him the most is the freshly baked, fragrant omelettes, but he doesn’t know the taste, like he remembers…
At this moment, his thoughts seemed to fly to many years ago, his eyes flashed, and he reached out to grab the juice next to him, but he was stopped by Ye Lianxiang.
“Don’t worry, wait for a while, I’ll take a picture.”
After the girl finished speaking, she immediately picked up the phone, focused it, clicked a few times, and took a picture of the food on the table.
“OK, it’s alright.”
After taking the photo, she allowed Huo Shiyun to eat.
Huo Shiyun couldn’t understand her operation, “Why take pictures?”
“Keep it as a souvenir, after all, this is what I worked so hard to make.”
Ye Lian tried to find an excuse.
She wouldn’t tell him that these pictures were going to be posted online.
Food is her hobby, so she plans to get a trumpet and continue to be a food blogger.
He handed a paper-wrapped omelet to him, “Hey, I specially made one for you without carrots. Hey, I really don’t understand, carrots are so delicious and nutritious, how can there be so many? People don’t like to eat?”
The girl shook her head, very puzzled.
She has been partial to carrots since she was a child. She remembers being laughed at by her parents at that time, saying that she might be the reincarnation of a rabbit spirit.
Hey, she is homesick…
Seeing her unconsciously drooping her little head, as if she had something on her mind, Huo Shiyun’s eyes flickered slightly, and he hesitated. In the end, he just picked up the omelette and took a silent bite.
is a little different from the taste in memory, but it is delicious…
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After breakfast, it was nine o’clock.
Ye Lian wanted to tidy up the kitchen, and said to Huo Shiyun who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, “I’m going back to my room to practice singing, call me if I have something.”
Practice songs?
The noise of last night’s dance of demons rushed into his mind instantly, Huo Shiyun’s heart rang loudly, and he quickly raised his head, “Did you forget something?”
“Um, what?”
Ye Lian wanted to blink, but was a little stunned.
“Do hygiene.”
“what?”
Ye Lian wanted to look around subconsciously, and even touched some furniture with her hands, she couldn’t help but said, “I think the house is quite clean, there is no dust.”
“Can’t see, doesn’t mean no.”
“But…”
“I remember, someone lent me 5—”
“I’ll do it, I’ll do the hygiene, okay?”
For fear that he would get the 5 million back from himself, Ye Lian wanted to be counseled immediately.
The man put down the remote control with satisfaction, like an uncle, “Wipe the lights and glass in the living room.”
Ye Lian wanted to point to the beautiful and luxurious crystal lamp above her head, and asked, dumbfounded, “The lamp is at least 7 meters high, how do you clean it?”
“There are tools in the pantry.”
After finishing the answer, Huo Shiyun stood up decisively and walked upstairs with his long legs.
Ye Lian wanted to see this, so she could only resign herself to find tools.
The storage room is next to the washroom on the first floor, and Ye Lian wanted to find a foldable ladder soon.
The material of the ladder is very light, so she carried it to the living room without much effort.
Open it, check the height visually, step on the top shelf, you should be able to reach the lamp, but it is a bit inconvenient to climb up and down when washing the rag.
(end of this chapter)