99th heartbeat

Chapter 650 It seems that something just sprouted from the tip of his heart
Shi Shuyao's legs seemed to be possessed by a demon, and she walked towards Jian Mubai uncontrollably.

With every step I take, my heart beats faster.

Finally walking to the dining table, Jian Mubai naturally helped her pull out the chair and let her sit down.

Every gesture is elegant and natural.

Shi Shuyao looked at the white rice porridge and poached eggs in front of her, her eyes were calm and lost, covered by the starlight bit by bit.

"There are no ingredients in the refrigerator, so breakfast can only be simple." Jian Mubai pushed two things to eat to Shi Shuyao.

I got up by myself, went to the refrigerator to get a can of cold beer, opened it and drank it.

Shi Shuyao, who had been watching him all the time, subconsciously frowned slightly, looked at him quietly, and said in a hesitant voice, "Mu Bai."

"Not to your liking?" Jian Mubai looked at her motionless breakfast.

Simple and shabby indeed.

As Miss Shi's family, it is normal that she is not used to eating.

"No," Shi Shuyao quickly shook her head and vetoed, watching his eyes move slightly, her voice was a little low: "Mubai, don't you eat in the morning? I mean, it's not good to eat cold in the morning, especially cold beer"

Jian Mubai didn't expect that she would say this, and the beer that had just been brought to her lips stopped.

His eyebrows darkened, and he looked back at Shi Shuyao.

For her concern, it seemed that something had just sprouted from the tip of his heart, and it was still growing.

Even emotions can change accordingly.

Shi Shuyao smiled faintly, and said in a gentle voice, "I can't eat so much, shall we finish it together?"

Seeing her pale face, Jian Mubai wanted to refuse, but walked towards the dining table recklessly.

As soon as he sat down, Shi Shuyao reached out and took his beer with a light smile, and pushed the poached egg towards him.

"I can't finish the two eggs. I'll try my best to finish this porridge. Okay?" The tone was soft, with discussion and begging.

Jian Mubai was about to blurt out 'I don't eat breakfast', but swallowed it silently.

Shi Shuyao struck while the iron was hot, and seeing him hesitate, she quickly gave him the poached egg and a pair of chopsticks.

In order to prevent him from refusing, he immediately lowered his head into his white rice porridge and started to act.

"Mubai, eat it. Try your own handicraft."

".Um."

Jian Mubai never had the habit of eating breakfast, but he couldn't say no to Shi Shuyao, so he could only eat one of the poached eggs with chopsticks.

Jian Mubai eats very elegantly, and every angle of his eating is as cold and handsome as usual, impeccable.

Shi Shuyao bent the corners of her mouth, and smiled silently at the person sitting in front of her.

There are gentle flowers blooming in the corner of the mouth.

after breakfast.

Jian Mubai sat by the window of the wooden house and read a book.

The sea breeze is warm, the sun is dazzling, and the profile of the person sitting quietly is flawless. Sitting there quietly, like the boy in the painting, people can't take their eyes off.

Near noon, a food delivery supermarket delivered some ingredients, milk, bread, fruit and other food.

Only then did Shi Shuyao know that Jian Mubai got up early in the morning to cook porridge for breakfast, and was so careful that he ordered food, the entire refrigerator was full of things.

"Mubai, how do you know how to cook?" Shi Shuyao asked curiously at the person reading by the window.

Jian Mubai's eyes paused for a moment, but he didn't raise his eyes to meet her gaze, and replied lightly: "I learned it temporarily, and I followed the recipe."

"Once you learn it?" Shi Shuyao was surprised.

(End of this chapter)