Chapter 229

Song Qinghuan, with a red face, almost rolled out of bed and ran to the bathroom to close the door tightly.

I wanted to go to the bathroom directly, but it's so quiet that I'm sure I'll hear voices outside.

She was very embarrassed, very embarrassed, and felt that the sound of trumpet would be heard by people standing outside.

Therefore, she had to turn on the tap first and wait for the "Hua Hua" sound of water to solve the urgency of urination.

When she dawdled for a long time before going out, she found that Yuhan was no longer in the room.

Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. She opened the curtain, and the sunlight came in immediately. It was warm and comfortable.

It's a fine day today. I don't know what time it is.

As soon as this question slipped through his mind, song Qinghuan was shocked.

She ran to the bedside table to pick up the mobile phone, then a surprise: "ah!"

God, it's eleven o'clock. No wonder the sun is so bright.

Song Qinghuan changed his clothes at a divine speed and ran downstairs.

At this moment, Shi Yuhan just came out of the bathroom on the first floor. He was wearing a white bathrobe and his hair was dripping with water.

When song Qinghuan, who is in a hurry, runs past him, he grabs her arm with his long arm, and then pulls her in front of him. A cold and handsome face looks at her with a light and gentle look.

Song Qinghuan was so impatient that he reached out to pick his hand: "it's eleven o'clock. I'm late. I'm late. I'll go to the company quickly."

When the cold light lips: "I have given you leave."

Song Qinghuan was slightly surprised, then he laughed: "really?"

When the cold released her hand, while wiping her hair, while going upstairs: "I'm hungry, to cook?"

Song Qinghuan blinked twice, and then quietly began to look for the kitchen.

It took me a long time to find out that there was no kitchen in the villa behind.

God, this is too pit father, no wonder when the cold every meal to run to the front.

After a night's rest, song Qinghuan was not so afraid when he went back to the villa in front of him.

But at the beginning, I was a little surprised.

But when the cold came in the back, he turned on the TV in the living room, and the sound came to his ears from time to time, which made song Qinghuan feel at ease.

Song Qinghuan's cooking skill is neither good nor bad.

She makes things according to her mood. She is not very keen on cooking, so when she is in a good mood, she will be more energetic, and the fried dishes will be better.

When you are in a bad mood, things will have no taste.

"It's time to eat." Song Qinghuan came out of the kitchen with a steaming dish on the table.

Shi Yuhan stood up from the sofa and watched song Qinghuan serve dishes to the table one by one. Although they are all home-made dishes, they taste delicious and sell well. You don't need to eat them all to know that they should be delicious.

It seems that song Qinghuan is in a good mood today.

All of a sudden, I went to the kitchen to keep out the cold.

Song Qinghuan thought that he was going to get the bowl, but he didn't expect that he was going to bring out the soup.

"You..." Looking at Song Yan, he was a little surprised

Although the soup came out of the hot pot and cooled for a while, song Qinghuan tried it just now. It was just a little hot, but after a while, it was very hot.