The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

Chen Wanru tossed and tossed until five o'clock in the morning before she collapsed on the bed exhausted. Ling Momo took off her shoes and covered her with the quilt, Ling Momo was already panting from exhaustion. www>

Ling Momo looked at Chen Wanru on the bed for a while. Chen Wanru was not particularly stunningly good-looking, but it was hard to forget after just one glance. In addition, she had practiced for ten years, even if she fell asleep now Yes, there is a special temperament spreading all over the body.

That kind of lofty queen feeling.

Ling Momo was very tired after tossing and tossing for so long. Originally, she planned to go home, but seeing Chen Wanru drunk like this, she felt a little worried, so she fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.

When Ling Momo woke up, it was already noon, she came to the bedroom on tiptoe, saw Chen Wanru sleeping soundly, thought that Chen Wanru had drunk so much wine, and when she woke up, she would definitely have a stomachache and a headache, Ling Momo went Went to the kitchen to make some porridge. [

Ling Momo lost her parents when she was young, and her great-grandfather was very old, so she was sensible at an early age. She often did things like cooking, so when she was very young, she could cook a table of good dishes, especially boiled rice. Get a good porridge.

Slowly simmering over a small fire, the aroma of glutinous rice and red dates slowly wafted out, filling the whole room.

Ling Momo turned off the fire, chose to keep warm, and felt stuffy.

Chen Wanru was awakened by the aroma of the porridge, she opened her eyes, was in a trance for a while, then came to the kitchen with bare feet.

Ling Momo heard footsteps, turned her head slowly, saw Chen Wanru, and smiled slightly: "Sister Chen, are you awake? Have some porridge."

As Ling Momo said, she took the dinner and served porridge.

Chen Wanru looked at Ling Momo, frowned slightly, then thought of what happened last night, and said with a hoarse voice: "Yesterday, you sent me back?"

Ling Momo nodded.

Chen Wanru didn't talk, just took the porridge from Ling Momo's hand, sat at the dining table, took a spoon, drank slowly, took two sips, realized that Ling Momo was still standing there, and tapped the porridge with her chin. I nodded at the seat in front of me, and said with a gesture: "You don't want to eat?"

Ling Momo could hear the implication in Chen Wanru's rhetorical question, and immediately filled herself with porridge and sat in front of Chen Wanru.

Chen Wanru's eating posture is not elegant, or rather, she is a bit voracious, it is difficult for people to compare her with the dignified and proud singer on the screen.

After eating a bowl, Chen Wanru seemed not enough, stood up lazily, filled another bowl, and then sat in front of Ling Momo, this time she was not in a hurry to eat, she raised her head from time to time to look at Ling Momo.

Ling Momo realized that Chen Wanru had been looking at her, so she smiled at Chen Wanru.

Chen Wanru also smiled, then stirred the bowl with a spoon, nodded, and said, "This porridge is delicious."

"Thank you."

Chen Wanru nodded again: "Thank you last night."

Ling Momo originally thought that Chen Wanru would be difficult to get in touch with, but she didn't expect that she was actually quite approachable. Now that she heard her praise that the porridge she cooked was delicious and thanked herself, she couldn't help being flattered, and immediately responded politely. :"You're welcome."

Chen Wanru pursed her lips, smiled, and didn't speak, Ling Momo saw that Chen Wanru didn't speak, and she didn't say anything, the two of them drank the porridge in silence.