The most beautiful place in the world (51)

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.