Chapter 229

In the kitchen, Zhang's mother stood at the door and looked at Xia Ling in surprise.

"Young lady, are you up?"

So early?

And still making breakfast yourself?

Something unexpected.

"Well, mom Zhang, you rest this morning and I'll cook."

Xia Ling turned back and smiled at Zhang's mother sweetly. The movement in her hand didn't stop.

Zhang Ma's old face smiled, "OK, young lady, call me if you need help."

Young lady, it's a little different today.

It's like Making breakfast for the man you love!

The young lady must have been more excited about him because the young master ran abroad to save her.

She has to tell the old lady the good news.

Zhang's mother turned and left the kitchen with a smile.

In the kitchen, Xia Ling is seriously preparing breakfast.

Fry an egg, fry a ham, fry a steak

It's all meat, and some fruits and vegetables.

Xia Ling looked at the full breakfast and patted her hand with satisfaction.

"Well, so many things should be enough to feed a pig."

That big pig hoof, look at her. She doesn't have the same knowledge as him. What a kind woman.

"Pig? Who do you mean?"

Behind him came the man's low and magnetic voice.

Xia Ling was startled. Turning around, she saw Fu Yunting wearing a black silk nightgown, leaning on the door frame and looking at her with great interest.

"Well, whoever promises is a pig."

Xia Ling turned her big eyes, didn't answer positively, and took something out of the restaurant.

Call him a pig?

Is there such a handsome pig?

Fu Yunting slightly raised his eyebrows and didn't get angry. He just felt that someone was in a particularly good mood today.

"Young master, you're up."

After finishing some chores, mother Zhang smiled and said, "sit down and have breakfast. Today's breakfast is made by Mrs. Shao herself."

He saw it.

Fu Yunting slightly raised his eyebrows, walked to the table with long legs and sat down. He looked at the rich breakfast on the table and hooked his lips. "It looks good, but he doesn't know how it tastes."

"Don't you know if you try it?"

Xia Ling put the bowl and chopsticks in front of Fu Yunting and watched him pick up the chopsticks, clip a chopstick and chew the vegetables. There were unknown stars in a pair of beautiful apricot eyes.

"Is it delicious?"

She made it according to her own taste. It shouldn't be bad.

A woman's Apricot eyes are moist and bright, with a trace of expectation. It's like asking to praise kindergarten children, which makes people's heart soft.

"Fried a little rotten."

Fu Yunting hooked his lips, drank a mouthful of milk and spit three words solemnly.

"Rotten? No!"

Xia Ling was a little disappointed. He tooted his mouth, cut a steak and handed it to his bowl. "Why don't you try this again?"

"So old, I can't bite."

"Ah? What about this egg?"

"Too tender!"

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Xia Ling let Fu Yunting taste all the dishes, but he got all kinds of criticism from someone.

Xia Ling pursed her lips and looked at the breakfast on the table. She just felt very uncomfortable.

Is she that bad at cooking?

Obviously she thinks it's OK!

A low smile overflowed from the corners of the man's mouth. Xia Ling raised her eyes and saw Fu Yunting smiling at her.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you! Xia Ling, I suddenly found that you look like a kindergarten child."

No praise. Look at that little face.

Have you been teased?

Xia Ling stared at someone with her cheeks bulging.

"Ha! Do you mean I'm childish? Who is childish? Do you like to eat or not?"

"Eat the breakfast made by Xia when he was three years old. Even if it's terrible, I have to eat it."

"Xia is three years old? You... You are a big pig hoof!"

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