The August fire passed in a flash.

As early autumn approaches, frost leaves are gradually dyeing, and a touch of blue and red crawls into sight.

Who would sigh that the flowing light easily throws people away, making cherries red, but making bananas green.

Jiaying Women's College, in the middle of the moment, the retro clock rang the bell for the end of get out of class, and with a 'clang-' sound, he wandered inside and outside the school, like a release order, resounding in his ears.

But for a moment, the girls in black and white uniform skirts had already emerged like birds about to return to their nests, and they were chatting and laughing and walking out.

The red maple is dyed everywhere, adding a touch of poetry and painting to the campus where autumn gradually rises.

On the tree-lined path, a slender and petite figure, holding a stack of books borrowed from the library, walked quietly under the shadow of the tree, with a touch of deep thought hidden between her eyebrows, as if there was a rich and indelible sorrow there.

"Hey—" A hand suddenly slapped her shoulder, and then a figure rushed up from behind, and circled her shoulders in a familiar circle.

"What are you thinking? I called you a lot, but you didn't respond!"

The girl wore black-framed glasses and looked pretty, obviously the one who often helped Feng Mi deal with roses.

While immersed in her thoughts, she was caught in a flash. Feng Mi was really frightened, but an enlarged face suddenly hit her. Pushing away the person in front of her, Feng Mi couldn't help but say a angrily, "I was so reckless that I almost scared me to death!"

"Hey—" Hearing the sound, the girl immediately waved her hands and screamed, "Ah, you wronged me, I called you a lot from behind! What are you thinking, so serious!"

So that's it. Feng Mi couldn't help but blush her pretty face, and she walked ahead first by passing the girl.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

It was not until the friendship between roses that the girl discovered that this high school school beauty who was rumored to be arrogant, arrogant and indifferent in the past was not as inaccessible as the legend.

"Wow—" Jumping forward, his eyes touching the stack of books in Feng Mi's hand, and he screamed in disbelief.

Before Feng Mi could stop her, she had already passed through the obstacle with one hand and grabbed a book on it, and then screamed, "A complete collection of home-cooked cooking methods!?"

The strange and elevated tone made the girls around them look at each other.

"Shh--" Feng Mi couldn't bear it anymore, her fingertips were hidden on her lips, and she signaled her to whisper.

"Oh---" The girl reacted half a beat later, then quickly covered her mouth, and repeatedly admitted her mistake and apologized, "I'm sorry, I must pay attention, whisper again and again!"

"..." It's like a living treasure! Feng Mi was speechless and walked out of the school with a stack of books.

"Tell me!" The girl came up and shook her as she approached her, "You want to learn how to cook, why!?"

You should know that Jiaying only focuses on cultivating ladies, and most of Jiaying is rich. The noble daughters naturally disdain to cook. They are usually ten feet away from the kitchen. There is actually someone here to learn how to cook, not to mention that she is one of Jiaying’s top ten stakes, the famous high school beauty.

Looking at her with a playful look, Feng Mi's crystal clear snow skin gradually dyed a thin layer of red, like the beautiful peach blossoms in the March scene, with rouge and pink.

Even as a girl, the girl was still stunned and couldn't help but mutter, "Mimi, you are so beautiful!"

"..." Feng Mi stomped her feet in shame and annoyance. She was helpless and was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

"It's true!" Seeing her stomping her feet and leaving, the girl hurriedly followed her, "Even as a woman, I can't help but be jealous of your beauty!"

"Xu Qiaoqiao!" Feng Mi rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She still doesn't know why she was entangled by this girl, even after the rose incident.

However, although her name is Xu Qiaoqiao, she is indeed not pretty, and at most she can only be considered pretty. For this front desk, Feng Mi only uses the word "live treasure" to describe her.

"Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it!" Covering his mouth with his hands, Xu Qiaoqiao flattened her nose, then came over and asked in a gossip, "By the way, you want to learn how to cook, why?"

She is really strange. At this age, there are almost a few girls who are willing to cook and know how to be good at it. Like her, she doesn't.

"Well..." Feng Mi responded lightly, lowered her eyes to the stack of recipes, and couldn't help but bend her tender lips slightly.

"Because, no..."

She replied with a smile, her black eyelashes hang densely under her eyelids, like two small fans.

Why?

When she browsed in the library for a long time and finally only collected this stack of recipes, she was also asking why.

She remembered that one night, Huo Xingyan worked until 11 o'clock, and she remembered to cook midnight snacks for him.

The first time I entered the kitchen, I just wanted to make a simple bowl of boiled noodles.

As a result, she almost burned his kitchen that day.

When he heard the sound downstairs and saw her in such a mess, he picked up her collar almost like a chicken and pulled her out of the kitchen.

Later, he took a towel and carefully wiped the black stains on her face. At that moment, his face was almost as dark as the bottom of a pot.

She sat in front of him in a proper manner, like a primary school student who was about to be scolded for making a mistake. Seeing that he looked bad, she asked nervously if he was unhappy because she messed up his kitchen.

At that time, he just looked at her with his deep black eyes, and then with his big hand, he wrapped her in his arms and pressed her little head.

He said that he was not angry that she burned the kitchen, and even if she burned the house, he was not angry! He was just angry that she did not cherish herself and let herself do such dangerous things!

That time, she pressed against his left chest, listening to the clear sound above slowly flowing, almost as if it could flow into her heart.

He said: "Mimi, you have to remember that everything adds up is not as important as you!"

That was the first time she heard such beautiful love words!

It was also at that moment that she made up her mind to learn how to cook.

That time I cooked, I almost burned the kitchen; the second time I cooked, there were many blisters when the oil foam splashed; this time I cooked, the beef turned into black charcoal...

Feng Mi believes that she is not a ingredient in the kitchen, but despite this, she still hopes that she can make him a midnight snack, even if it is just a boiled noodles.

She knew he was very busy and had to go on business trips every few days, and he needed to solve a lot of things in the company.

But she couldn't help with anything, but even so, she still hoped that she could be someone who was useful to him, instead of causing trouble to him every day.

But, she seemed to be adding trouble to him all the time.

Thinking of this, Feng Mi couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. She calculated the days and hadn't seen him for another three or four days!

"Hey, girl!" When Xu Qiaoqiao heard her words, she immediately pounded her elbow, "Tell me? Are you in love?"

"For women to please themselves, the best way to grasp a man's heart is to grab his stomach. Usually women are willing to cook, mostly for their partner!"

Feng Mi was about to argue, but Xu Qiaoqiao made a decision without any doubt: "Don't deny it, you can't deceive my eyes!"

"..." Feng Mi only rolled her eyes at her and had nothing to say.

Xu Qiaoqiao is not a good master to be dismissed. There is a deep gossip between her eyebrows and eyes. "Tell me, what does your partner look like! You must be so handsome, otherwise why would you look down on a handsome man like Qiao Siyan?"

At the school gate, people came and went, and all kinds of luxury cars parked outside the school gate. The girls waved goodbye and then got into their own private cars.

When Xu Qiaoqiao was halfway through her speech, she realized that Feng Mi didn't even talk. Her eyes had even fallen in front of her. In the black and white eyes, water mist gradually rose, moistening her clean eyes.

"What's wrong?"

After wiping his mouth and looking in the direction Feng Mi’s eyes, Xu Qiaoqiao immediately breathed tightly, and even many red heart bubbles appeared in her eyes.

"Damn, handsome guy!"

In a row of luxury cars, the black Masalati parked quietly on the opposite road, revealing a hint of luxury in a low-key manner.

The sunset is setting, and the sunset is gradually dyeing, and the thick colors are like a watercolor painting with thick ink and heavy colors.

And in the center of the painting, beside the car door, a tall man in a black suit stood there quietly.

His eyes fell quietly in front of him, and the outline of the side face was elegant and noble. Just a raising hand, he had a elegant temperament that emanated from him. Therefore, everyone who walked by him couldn't help but look at him twice.

Such an elegant figure, if it is said that the scenery contrasts him, it is better to say that he is standing there alone, but he has become a landscape.

"Wow—"

A strange scream made his thoughts mess up at this moment. Xu Qiaoqiao held her face with both hands, and was so excited that she couldn't control herself.

"What the hell is it! Mimi, have you seen it? The handsome guy is coming towards me!"

"..." Feng Mi's eyes were sore and she didn't know where she was. When she saw that figure in her sight, the scenery around her seemed to be a foil.

"Ayan——"

The book in her hand fell to the ground, and her throat choked and rushed towards the person without hesitation.

"Ah, Mimi!" Behind him, Xu Qiaoqiao's panicked voice came.

There was a sound of wind blowing in her ears, and the next moment, she had already rushed across the road and threw herself into the man's arms.

"Ayan..." She hugged the latter's waist tightly, and her arms wrapped around him like a water snake, nestled in front of the latter's chest, smelling the scent of lemon, and Feng Mi's tears almost fell down again.

Unexpectedly, Huo Xingyan's blaming voice came from above, "Why did he rush over like this recklessly!"

Holding the person in his arms, Huo Xingyan's heart was still beating wildly.
Chapter completed!