This green plum is going to counterattack

Chapter 286 His Breakfast
The next day.

Luo Xiaojiang still got up early, she looked at the next room, then went to draw the curtains and open the window, the room was empty, but she seemed to see Gong Jiuche sitting lazily on the chair, smiling at herself.

Luo Xiaojiang smiled: "Good morning, Gong Jiuche!"

She took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked towards the living room. There was a busy figure in the living room, making breakfast on the dining table, with a tall and clean figure, elegant movements, and a gentle smile on her face.

Ye Zimu raised his head and pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose: "Good morning."

Luo Xiaojiang looked at him, as if she saw Gong Jiuche, the mist that suddenly rose in front of her eyes blocked her sight like a miniature cloud, then she tried her best to restrain herself, and smiled faintly: "Good morning, Ding Tinghao..."

Chen Hui and Luo's father went to work very early.

Ye Zimu opened the stool: "Have breakfast, try the bread I made..." He poured another cup of hot milk for Luo Xiaojiang, and peeled the eggs and apples...

Luo Xiaojiang's clear eyes scanned the dining table, and she couldn't help but feel a little touched in her heart. The fine sunlight refracted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, jumped like rice grains on Ye Zimu's white body, and was coated with a layer of white light, really looking like an angel.

She took a breath and came over: "Thank you!"

Ye Zimu squinted her eyes, and her voice was as soft as a feather brushing her cheeks: "Time is running out, hurry up and have breakfast, I see that you slept relatively deeply today, so I didn't ask you to get up for a morning run..."

morning run...

Luo Xiaojiang's heart speeded up gradually, and then it seemed to be crushed again, and with the blood flowed to her face, she showed a painful expression. Before, it was Gong Jiuche who called her to get up, and then they ran together in the morning...

Luo Xiaojiang forcibly suppressed her emotions, and lowered her head: "I'm starving to death..." She took the bread and started to eat. She had eaten snacks and bento made by Ye Zimu before... So, the taste is very good.

She eats very elegantly, unlike in front of Gong Jiuche, who eats like a wolf and grabs it with her hands, her face is greasy, and she likes to talk with her mouth covered.

Ye Zimu looked at Luo Xiaojiang with a smile. He felt that when he especially liked to watch her eat the food he made, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Breakfast was very quiet.

After Luo Xiaojiang finished eating, her eyes cleared up: "How do you know that I like apples and eggs?"

The corner of Ye Zimu's mouth turned up: "I used to see you bring apples and eggs to eat."

Luo Xiaojiang's eyes trembled slightly...

Go out.

Ye Zimu asked: "Are you taking the car or walking?"

Ye Zimu's family conditions are not much worse than Gong Jiuche's. He just likes to keep a low profile. He rides his bicycle to school every morning, blowing the cool air and breathing the fresh air.

Luo Xiaojiang said lightly: "Whatever."

If it was Gong Jiuche, she would definitely choose to walk, she just likes to walk slowly, and then complain: "Hey, Gong Jiuche, can you slow down?"

Ye Zimu looked at Luo Xiaochan quietly, without Gong Jiuche by her side, she completely changed, where did she change?She doesn't like to talk, the corners of her mouth are curved but there is no real smile...

And, don't worry about anything, except, study, dance...

Ye Zimu approached her: "There's still time, let's walk..."

Luo Xiaojiang looked forward: "Yeah." Then, she started to walk forward with her schoolbag on her back, without much expression on her face, and her steps were very light.

Ye Zimu felt a throbbing pain in his heart, he pressed a few steps to catch up with Luo Xiaojiang: "Let me help you, your body is still weak..."

"Thank you."

Luo Xiaojiang thanked very politely.

Ye Zimu's hand holding the schoolbag froze in the air, and then slowly withdrew it. His voice was a little low: "For me, do you still need to say thank you?"

(End of this chapter)