The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Gao Zhe held her in his arms. His hands were very strong and he had mastered the technique of holding her by heart. He placed his palms on her shoulders and patted them gently.

Coaxing and comforting.

Zhenzhen is just a little kid.

He has spoiled the child since she was young, and he will continue to spoil her for the rest of her life. No matter what kind of hardship she has to endure, he is reluctant to let her suffer. If there is any hardship, he would like to rush to the front to block it so that no storm will affect her.

That's it.

Even this is not enough to protect her better.

Every time she shed a tear, he would feel heartbroken for a long time.

The pampered red rose held in the palm of his hand deserves to bloom forever, and he is willing to support her for his entire life.

"Zhenzhen, just this once, don't cry like this again."

When Gao Zhe spoke, his chin and lips were against her forehead. His voice was very soft, and it brushed down slowly and gently. Lu Zhenzhen closed her eyes, rubbed her forehead lightly, and touched his lips.

Gao Zhe also lowered his eyes to look at her, and then said in a very low voice, very caringly: "I will be very distressed."

It was a long time, so long that he thought Lu Zhenzhen was tired of crying and fell asleep in his arms, when he heard her sticky voice: "Okay."

Gao Zhe curled the corners of his lips, hugged her and rocked her gently, his hands never stopping patting her, "Go to sleep, I'm here."

That night, Lu Zhenzhen finally fell asleep in Gao Zhe's arms. Even after he noticed that her breathing was even, Gao Zhe still held her for a long time before he carefully carried her to lie down in bed.

I didn’t set the alarm because the next day was the weekend and I didn’t have to go to work.

Gao Zhe's biological clock had been ingrained into his bones. He woke up at just after seven o'clock without even opening his eyes. When he was slightly awake, he suddenly felt his arms were empty.

He opened his eyes for a moment, without a trace of sleepiness in them.

He got out of bed in a hurry to look for her. He was halfway down the stairs when he heard some noise coming from the kitchen. He slowed down his pace, went down two more steps and stopped.

He bent down, leaned one arm across the railing, and looked over there. "Is Zhenzhen over there?"

"I am here!"

I didn’t see anyone, but I heard a voice coming over, “Azhe, come and help me.”

Strange, she was actually making breakfast.

Gao Zhe was not in a hurry and said with a smile: "Wait for me for a moment, I will go upstairs to wash up first, and then I will teach you later."

"Then hurry up!"

"Okay, come on."

Gao Zhe went back to his room, washed quickly, changed his clothes, and walked quickly down the stairs into the kitchen.

Although I had guessed that the scene would be big, I was still shocked when I saw it with my own eyes.

She almost blew up the kitchen.

A smoky smell rushed straight into my eyes.

Lu Zhenzhen held the handle of the non-stick pan with one hand and raised the spatula with the other, moving in a flurry, not knowing whether she wanted to cover her mouth and nose to avoid the pungent smell of smoke, or to flip the poached eggs in the pan first.

She turned her head hastily to look at him, and cried bitterly: "You are still laughing, come and help me quickly, is this egg a bad egg, how can it produce so much smoke!"

Gao Zhe's smile couldn't last too long. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth a little wider when laughing, the smoke would choke him.

He walked over calmly and turned on the range hood.

The smoke was sucked away, and he opened the window again to let in new air. Soon he could finally have a clear view of the foggy kitchen.

If Lu Zhenzhen hadn't been so busy, she would have really wanted to applaud him. (End of this chapter)