muttered, he was too handsome, she really couldn't think of any adjectives to describe him.Ye Fei's face darkened, and Wen Nuan quickly pushed him away. She picked up the robe from the floor and hast...Lin Ning, “... Ye Er is truly pitiful.”

Warm lips, 2, 3, 4 months there's the As City Film Critics Award, Golden Zhang Award and Student Film Festival, As City International Film Festival in June, it's still early. She doesn't really care if she can win these awards, after all, she's still relatively new to this, winning a consolation prize would be great already.

She didn't care much about this.

Suddenly, footsteps from upstairs caught Wen Nuan's attention. She frowned as she heard someone coming down the stairs. Soon after, the door creaked open, and Ye Ershao walked in. Their eyes met, his gaze as dark and deep as ink, unfathomable. They stared at each other for a moment before averting their gazes, neither willing to yield.

On the first day of the new year, the atmosphere between the two was heavy, like the weather in early January.

Warmth turned off the computer and went to bed.

Ye Fei Mo came out of the bedroom, her warm lips pouted. Dating a brooding man really hurts you.

After a while, there was a crash from the living room, something breaking. Wen Nuan suddenly got up from bed and ran out to see what happened. It wasn't the living room, but the kitchen. Ye Fei Mo had broken a plate, and there was something boiling in the pot. He bent down to pick up the shards of glass. Wen Nuan angrily asked, "What are you doing"

Ye Fei Mo was picking up shards, when she yelled at him, his hand froze, he instinctively tightened his grip, the porcelain shard pierced his palm, blood flowed out immediately, her warm eyes widened, she rushed over and pulled Ye Fei Mo, "What on earth were you doing in the middle of the night"

Seeing his palm cut by the shard of porcelain, she felt a mixture of warmth, anger, and heartache. She carefully picked out the shards and threw them in the trash can. She turned off the stove, pushed Ye Feimo out, and hurriedly fetched the medicine box.

Warmth's noodles were expressionless, but her movements were very tender, as if afraid of hurting him.

Ye Fei Mo also remained expressionless, watching her. She wore pajamas, her long hair warm and flowing down to her chest as she lowered her head to clean his wounds. He couldn't see her expression, and thinking of the angry look on her face just now, he frowned.

Neither of them spoke. The warmth cleansed the wound, disinfected it, applied medicine, and then bandaged it. She looked up and glared fiercely at Ye Feimo, Idiot, you can't even hold a plate properly.

He must have done it on purpose, a ploy to make himself look pitiful, he must have. She needn't pay him any mind.

She noticed Ye Fei Mo's hand constantly covering his stomach. Her warm gaze flickered, a hint of pain in it. She hastily dropped the medicine box, stood up, and glared at him before rushing to the kitchen. Ye Fei Mo was downstairs.

The jerk, didn't even say she was hungry, fiddling with something herself. She's never seen Ye Fei Mo cook before, and now she's making a scene.

Swept up the shards on the floor and warmly, resignedly cooked him noodles.

"I want spaghetti." Ye Fei Mo ordered, his face impassive as he spoke. It was obvious to everyone that he wasn't particularly interested in the food. Meanwhile, Wen Nuan took her knife and hacked viciously at the chopping board. Her anger was palpable.

Having pasta at midnight, with bones to gnaw on wouldn't be bad.

Ye Fei was startled. This woman was listening to the bloody stuff in the middle of the night, and her movements, from a standpoint of slashing someone, were very standard.

She's such a nanny, why does she have to cook for him, let him starve!

She also knew that Ye Fei Mo couldn't go hungry. This guy was very stubborn, and if you really wanted to use a ruse of hardship, you wouldn't be able to stop him at all.

She cut up the vegetables and pork floss, and warmed up some vegetable and pork floss noodles for him. It was too late at night to make Italian pasta, so she should have just made him a simple plain noodle soup. Just put salt in the noodles and serve them to him, let him pick at it.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Last Warm thought about it again, and added another egg. It's better to have something more nutritious.

After it is cooked, serve it warm.

Ye Fei Mo looked at Wen Nuan with an expressionless face, raising his eyes, "I said Italy…"

"Don't even think about it, I'm taking this to scrub the toilet." Wen Nuan's anger surged. Ye Fei Mo stated firmly, "Eat!"

You know what's up.

He was stabbed in the left hand, his right hand is still usable and there are no major inconveniences. I sat opposite him warmly, just as hungry myself, originally planning to cook noodles, but in the end, pitifully drank a cup of milk and a glass of cucumber juice, while he ate a large bowl of steaming hot noodles, looking delicious.

Out of sight, out of mind. She was about to get up and leave when Ye Fei Mo stopped her, "Wait, you'll wash the dishes later."

That means, don't go yet.

Being warm is one thing, but helping you cook noodles and serving you a full meal, then washing the dishes This life is unbearable. It's fine if it happened during the day, but in the middle of the night...

It's one o'clock in the morning, everyone is sound asleep. Who would be here waiting for him to finish his meal and wash the dishes

"Don't you know how to wash your own dishes"

"Didn't you agree to handle all the housework" Ye Ershao raised the agreement with a blank expression, his warm breath condensing in the air. He kicked at the sofa angrily, then sat back down. If not for seeing him miserably clutching his stomach late at night, noodles spilling and a plate shattering, she wouldn't have pitied him enough to get herself involved.

That's too much.

Ye Fei Mo ate very slowly, and she ate very deliciously. I don't know if she was hungry, so she savored her food. It made Wen Nuan drool with envy.

"It's always late at night that you eat, be careful not to become a fat man." Wen Nuan pursed her lips and said, her stomach is not good, and she doesn't eat on time. Some people just deserve it. Ye Fei Mo eats a lot all day long, how come he hasn't gained weight.

Ye Fei ate noodles with relish, ignoring Wen Nuan's warm teasing.

Nuan warmly looked at his hand. It wasn't too badly scraped, but wearing a bandage to the wedding tomorrow seemed inappropriate. Would he have to wear gloves

Besides, being a groomsman is considered very unlucky.

He acted as if he didn't notice, finishing his noodles and pushing the bowl away. Warmly took it to wash, she was such a competent nanny, she was just about to wash his underwear for him.

After washing the dishes, Ye Fei Mo was gone from the living room. Warm hummed her lips, ate until she was full and rolled away without a word of greeting. Was this too much She turned off the lights and went into the bedroom, thinking he had gone upstairs. Who knew he had already changed into pajamas and was lying in bed, yawning lazily, the epitome of someone who eats and sleeps.

“Go to sleep.” Warm voice said, they were in a cold war, weren't they Sleeping together like nothing had happened There wasn't any atmosphere of a cold war at all. Miss Wen clearly forgot that she just cooked noodles for him and washed the dishes. There wasn't anything like a cold war atmosphere.

Ye Fei didn't even glance at her, his eyes not giving her a single look. Feeling warm and dejected, she went to bed.

You always use this trick when we argue, giving me the silent treatment for days and then using your pathetic act to get what you want. Ye Fei Mo, in your eyes, am I that foolish, that easily manipulated You shed two drops of blood, play the victim, and act like nothing happened You're being delusional.of."Everyone was silent!!!!Director Zhang stroked his forehead. One is a first-rate director in films, and the other is a renowned TV drama director. They have a good relationship, and everyone seems...