Chapter 470

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven o'clock and went to his desk. Looking at the computer he still turned on, he asked with concern, "why didn't you sleep so late and still work here? Is there something wrong with the company? "

"I just woke up for a while, and I didn't deal with some things well, and I was worried about disturbing you, so I came to the study..." Feng Xun shook his head and smirked. Seeing that she was wearing slippers upstairs to find herself, he quickly pulled her, pressed her on the chair, bent down and looked at her ankles carefully: "how did she come here like this? Does the foot still hurt? "

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Early summer seven shook his head, said with a smile: "it's amazing, it's just a few days, like the swelling of the ankle is gone, the pain is gone!"

"If it doesn't hurt!" Feng Xun stretched out his hand and pressed her ankle for a while. Then he saw that the swelling of her ankle had gone down completely. He was also relieved: "it seems that the method mentioned by Dr. jack is very useful!"

"It should be said that your massage is very good!" In the seventh day of summer, he blinked and joked with a smile: "how long have you been learning from Dr. Jack's assistant? You are so skillful. When you go out and become a massage master, you don't know how many jobs you will take away!"

"I am only a massage master for you!" Feng Xun's lips are slightly crooked, and his big palm moves up her ankles slowly. Then he rubs her legs gently: "not only her ankles, but also her whole body can press them for you!"

At the beginning of the summer, he chuckled and kicked his chest with one foot. He raised his eyebrow and said, "it's obvious that people are massaged by traditional Chinese medicine, but what you said is not serious!"

Feng Xun gave a low smile and held her toes, but he didn't dare to be too strong. He just took her into his arms, looked down at her eyes, and said in a low voice: "if it's too serious, how can we make a man?"

As he spoke, he dropped a burning kiss on her ear.

The seventh day of the summer did not push him away, but felt that the shoulder strap of his pajamas had slipped down, and then a kiss fell on her shoulder.

However, without waiting for his movement to continue, a murmur came from her abdomen.

Early summer seven vomit tongue, subconsciously touched his little hungry stomach, asked him: "did not expect to wake up hungry, there is nothing to eat at night?"

"I'll let the kitchen prepare..." Feng Xun can't help kissing her forehead. He is about to get up and call the housekeeper pickup, but he is caught by the wrist on the seventh day of the summer.

"Don't be so troublesome. We are all sleeping in the middle of the night. We can't wake them up, just to feed them!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he suggested with a smile: "I think we might as well go to the kitchen and find something to eat ourselves!"

Feng Xun saw her eyes full of looking at himself, nodded and said in a funny way: "then I'll take you to the kitchen to see what I can eat!"

They left the study and went downstairs to the kitchen. It was late at night, and there was silence everywhere. On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun and he came to the kitchen and saw all kinds of tableware and storage rooms. They couldn't help looking at each other and laughing.

"You go to the fridge and I'll go to the cupboard and look over it!" At the beginning of the summer, the seventh day of the summer gives instructions to Feng Xun with a smile. He opens the storage cabinet and finds all kinds of spices, fresh ginseng and other supplements.

"Feng Xun, what did you find there?" On the seventh day of the summer, he turned around and asked Feng Xun not far away.

"There are noodles, eggs, steak and so on..." Feng Xun said here, took out a can of fresh yogurt, opened the yogurt and handed it to her, and asked softly, "would you like to have fried steak or something else?"

Early summer seven drink half a cup of yogurt, mouth is yogurt paste for a week, but still excited to propose: "I still want to eat you give me the next face!"

When she said this, she said with some nostalgia: "I still remember when I was in China, I went to visit my mother in the cemetery and came back. I got wet and didn't eat. Later, you gave me a bowl of noodles!"

She mentioned that memory, sighed: "it's really a warm memory!"

"Little fool, I'll cook noodles for you now!" Feng Xun rubbed her head and said with a smile, "the food here is rich, and the taste is better than what I made for you before."

On the seventh day of the summer, he nodded and sat in front of the bar, drinking yoghurt and eating fruit, holding his chin and looking at the figure of his noodles. He just felt that this moment was simple and warm.

At this moment, he is not the heir of the family, not the president of the arms group, and she is not Morrel who conceals her identity, nor the children of the Xia family who are strictly disciplined. They are just an ordinary and happy couple

The delicious noodle soup aroused her greedy insects. On the seventh day of the summer, she couldn't help sniffing. She got up and walked over. When she saw the boiling noodle soup in the pot, she couldn't help asking curiously, "Feng Xun, what did you put in it? Why is it so fragrant?"

But Feng Xun didn't say a word with a smile. Seeing her mouth watering, he added some Basil at last. Then he turned off the stove and poured all the noodles and soup into a big bowl.

"Well, eat it!" Feng Xun handed the bowl and a pair of chopsticks to her and said softly.

At the beginning of summer seven, he nodded his head, bowed his head, smelled the fragrance, showed an intoxicated expression, and began to attack with chopsticks.

"Delicious As soon as she took the first bite, her eyes brightened and she raised her head to praise him happily.

"Eat slowly, be careful of the heat!" Feng Xun saw that she liked it so much that the radian of her lips gradually widened.

On the seventh day of the summer, he did not forget Feng Xun. As he ate, he pulled him over and rolled up his noodles with chopsticks and handed them to his mouth: "you must be hungry too. Come and taste your own craft. It's really no less than those famous chefs!"

Feng Xun lowered his head and took a bite. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "this time, it's better than the noodles I cooked for you!"

"And the taste of the soup is stronger and more fragrant!" On the seventh day of the summer, he took a sip of the spoon and gave a satisfied smile: "I think I'm really lucky!"

She found such a man in the kitchen. It's not luck. What is it?

Feng Xun couldn't help laughing. He watched her enjoy herself and began to think that maybe he should learn more dishes and cook them for her!

He didn't like a cook, but seeing her happily eating what she had made, an unspeakable satisfaction came to him.

Such a warm scene, he had never thought that he would have such a day!

She said she was lucky, and he was lucky enough to find a woman to spend his life with