My sweet wife won again

Chapter 100 Make Her Breakfast Personally

In the early morning, Feng Lingling held her aching head from the hangover, sat up with difficulty, and looked around blankly.

When did you come back?

She remembered that Murong Chenghan took her away...

I can't remember what happened after that.

He must have brought me home, right?She yawned, got up, and went to the bathroom to shower first.

While drying her wet long hair with a hair dryer, a picture flashed through the girl's mind.

She seems to have kissed Murong Chenghan on her own initiative?
In an instant, Xiao Nizi's cheeks were flushed red.

am I crazy?Die!I really shouldn't be drinking so much.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she felt, Feng Lingling changed into casual clothes, turned the doorknob, and cautiously poked her head out.

Should he not be here?
Hope is gone!
What happened yesterday was embarrassing to death.

After thinking wildly for a while, not far from the restaurant, she smelled the aroma of food.

The stomach couldn't help but growl, it was hungry, and it was also induced by the smell.

Xiao ran to the dining table, her eyes lit up when she saw a rich breakfast on the table.

Just about to start, there was a sound of running water.

Feng Lingling heard movement in the kitchen and wondered if the chef hadn't left today?

Driven by curiosity, she got up and walked towards the kitchen.

When she reached the door, she poked her head.

The girl saw the sun shine through the gaps in the snow-colored venetian blinds at the window, falling on the white cooking table and the green cactus.

Even the pansies on the table were smudged with a halo.

In these calming vistas, handsome men wear white shirts with cuffs rolled up to the elbows.

Half of his handsome face exudes a blurred aura. He is standing at the side of the counter and is shredding ginger slices and shiitake mushrooms on the cutting board.

The movements were not very smooth, however, his appearance at the moment seemed to be covered with a gentle mist.

I have to say, Murong Chenghan's handsome appearance against the light really comes with its own filter mode!

Noticing Feng Lingling, the man raised his head.

The moment he looked at her, there was a faint feeling in his dark eyes.

Looking at each other, the atmosphere fell silent.

There was a strange smell in the air, which made Xiaonizi's heart beat faster for no reason.

"Are you making breakfast?" She broke the embarrassment first.

"Well, specially prepared for you."

"I?"

Feng Lingling walked a few steps closer curiously, and looked into the steaming casserole, "Porridge?"

"I heard that abalone and mushroom porridge can sober you up, and you won't get a headache after drinking it."

The man's words made the girl's heart beat a little faster.

"Ahem," she turned her eyes away, tried not to meet his gaze, and deliberately changed the subject, "Can you cook?"

"I'm not too sure," Murong Chenghan shrugged, "After all, it's also my first time cooking myself."

The girl was surprised, "Really?"

He chuckled, "Do you think I'm lying like this?"

Seeing him clumsily throwing the ugly shredded ginger on the chopping board into the casserole, Feng Lingling smiled, "It's not like that."

After speaking, he was silent again.

Staring at the bubbles of "Gulu" and "Gulu", the girl hesitated for a while, "Yesterday, I'm so sorry."

"Sorry? What do you mean?"

"that is……"

Blushing, she was a little embarrassed to say it.

Seeing her like this, Murong Chenghan intentionally teased her, "Is it because I'm using me to get angry with Lu Jingran, or is it because I'm so tired that I'm going to die with you in my arms?"

"what?"

Eyes widened slightly, she swallowed, and she said perfunctorily, "Hehe, I'm very sorry."

"Forget about the former, I don't suffer anyway, as for the latter, you'd better lose weight," he joked, "If you get fatter, I won't be able to hold you."

(End of this chapter)