My young lady,she ran away again!

"rich cold Su after a bath, lying in bed has been tossing and turning, some can not sleep.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" As he got out of bed, he yelled.

"Me." The voice of Feng jiuxiao came.

Lengsu opened the door and saw Feng jiuxiao, who was standing at the door before she could take off her apron.

The man in a white shirt and apron looks like a good husband.

Cryogenin:???

But what kind of dress is this?

Is she hallucinating?

I've never seen Feng jiuxiao go into the kitchen, or what kind of apron he's wearing?

If other men wear an apron, they have a feeling of being a cook at home. But Feng jiuxiao is wearing an apron. How can people feel a little scared!

Although still very handsome and cool, but -

I feel a little creepy.

Is this a man who doesn't cook or wear an apron?

"Why stare at me?"

Feng jiuxiao frowned, "go downstairs to have porridge."

"Ah?" Leng Su Su gave a cry of surprise.

Did she hear me wrong?

Oh, no, she's hallucinating. This man seems to ask her to go downstairs for porridge.

Is she dreaming? Is this a dream?

You're crazy because you don't want to leave this man?

Imagine this picture?

Although very beautiful, but their own ideas seem very terrible!

Lengsu has a feeling that she needs to see a psychiatrist.

Is there something wrong with her?

Subconsciously pinched his own thigh, and then a ferocious low cry, "good pain!"

It's not an illusion, it's not a dream!

Is that true?

See Leng Su Su does not move, Feng jiuxiao directly grabbed Leng Su Su's hand and pulled her downstairs.

On the dining table, there are two bowls of steaming porridge.

Green leaves of vegetables, the flavor of minced meat, let people appetite.

Lengsu looked at the porridge on the table, and looked at Feng jiuxiao like hell, "did you cook it?"

Ask and look around.

Well, there are really no servants around. At this point, the servants should have rested.

"I cooked it." Feng jiuxiao said with a positive tone, "eat, don't you eat at night?"

Leng Su Su looks at Feng jiuxiao with a flattered look, and then sits down, afraid that Feng jiuxiao will repent, so she picks up a spoon and takes a mouthful of porridge.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" There are three Lengsu.

I thought that a man who was not good at cooking would not be able to eat what he made. However, Lengsu was shocked.

Just a taste, it feels perfect.

It has moderate saltiness, rich aroma and rich materials.

Is this porridge really cooked by Feng Jiuye?

Does he have any talent for this?

"Did you really cook it?" Lengsu opened her eyes and looked at Feng Jiuye and ate a mouthful of porridge. She had completely forgotten her previous boredom.

Now there's only surprise and surprise.

Is this treasure boy?

Anything!

"It hasn't been cooked for a long time. How does it taste?" Feng jiuxiao is a little modest, but the surprise in Lengsu's eyes makes him very satisfied.

When the woman is happy, he follows.

"It's delicious. You can be a chef!" Lengsu said in shock.

Then she didn't care to talk and began to eat.

Because it's really hungry. I don't feel much when I don't eat. But after taking a bite, I feel that my appetite is completely hooked up and I'm hungry.

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