Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

When Lin weiyue talked about making breakfast, her eyes curved into a smile and she exuded a bright and moving aura.

There was a cheerful atmosphere in the room.

Beiming Qinghan was reluctant to let Lin weiyue make breakfast.

He couldn't help but touch Lin weiyue's hair."You didn't rest well yesterday and you still have to travel today. Don't tire yourself out."

"It's not tiring to cook. I'll go and make breakfast. I'll make a few kinds of breakfast that you guys won't usually see."

As she spoke, Lin weiyue also missed the modern snacks. She had not eaten them in a long time since she came to this era.

Beiming Qinghan looked at Lin weiyue, who was as happy as a little girl. She only felt that Lin weiyue had too many different looks and temperaments.

You don't even know what she will be like in the next second.

Sometimes, when you looked at her smile, her smile didn't reach her eyes. You would feel that she was very far away from you.

You would feel that her gaze had passed through many places. Even if she was looking at you, her gaze might fall on a place far away.

Beiming Qinghan felt that Lin weiyue was really like the wind.

He couldn't tell why he had such a feeling.

Beiming Qinghan saw that Lin weiyue was about to leave the room and her heart suddenly tightened. He reached out and grabbed Lin weiyue's wrist.

The temperature of their skin touching made them feel like they were electrocuted.

It was as if an electric current had suddenly rushed to the position of their hearts.

Lin weiyue's body stiffened.

"Qinghan?" she asked in a daze.

Beiming Qinghan's eyes darkened."I'll go and cook."

Lin weiyue's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this.

This ... This Prince really knew how to cook?

In this era, wasn't there a saying that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen?

Lin weiyue recovered from her shock and followed beiming Qinghan to the kitchen.

She tilted her head and looked at it with a look of shock and disbelief.

Beiming Qinghan saw her and smiled."Come in!"

Lin weiyue blinked and looked at him.""You really know how to cook?"

Beiming Qinghan looked at Lin weiyue's cute face and couldn't help but want to tease her."You'll know if you can do it after you make it."

Lin weiyue couldn't understand what beiming Qinghan meant."Then ... Then what if it's not delicious?"

"You don't want to eat?"

"No, no. It's rare for you to cook, so I have to eat it."

Lin weiyue had just finished speaking when she saw beiming Qinghan kneading the dough and cutting the vegetables skillfully ...

It was like a work of art. The especially fine silk was equally fine, and the small dough that was kneaded was so beautiful.

Lin weiyue thought it was so cute and couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

"It's so beautiful. "

"You want to try?"

"Yes, yes. How did you make this small animal? I didn't even see it clearly."

Beiming Qinghan taught Lin weiyue hand by hand.

When their fingers touched, beiming Qinghan was a little uncomfortable at first, but Lin weiyue's attention was completely attracted by the small animal made of dough in her hand.

"I remember now. The desserts we had last night were like this. Did you make them?"

"I saw that you liked it, so I made more and brought it along on the way."

Lin weiyue was touched when she heard this.

Lin weiyue opened her mouth and wanted to ask why he was so good to her.

But when she thought of ye xueluo, she did not ask in the end.

Because she didn't dare to believe it.

Even though she was touched, she still had a trace of rationality in her heart, so that she would not fall into this gentleness.

"Qing Han, thank you."

"Why are you saying thank you again? don't say these two words in the future."

"Okay, but why do you know how to do this? Aren't you the Prince?"

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