If Zhang Xiaoqiang is really good at cooking, he can only make all kinds of noodles, such as Kang Shuai Fu laotan sauerkraut beef noodles?!

However, in addition to Zhang Xiaofan, there will not be a third person in their family.

Moreover, even if it's ten thousand steps back, there will really be other people who want to come in, so Zhang Xiaoqiang will certainly not agree.

Zhao Ying'er simply washes in the West Wing room. After cleaning up, she is ready to open the door.

However, when Zhao Yinger came to the stairs, she was stunned.

I saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang was still on the couch in the courtyard at this time, looking lazy, but breakfast was already ready.

What's more, Zhao Ying'er saw that what was put on the dining table in the courtyard was her favorite mountain town noodles. It's too strange. Who did it come from?

At this time, Zhao Ying'er is about to ask Zhang Xiaoqiang about the mountain town noodles and the side dishes. Where did it come from.

All of a sudden, Zhao Yinger seems to have suddenly thought of something, but there is some expectation in her heart, and also some loss.

This feeling of worrying about gain and loss is very uncomfortable.

However, when Zhao Ying'er was full of wishful thinking, a tall and brave man came out of the kitchen.

I saw that the man was wearing a black, straight Zhongshan suit, which made his body look very slender and straight.

Although there is nothing wrong with this suit, there is one thing that goes against the rules. This man is wearing a blue apron around his waist, which is quite a contrast and cute feeling.

However, even this kind of "strange" dress still does not affect the man's handsome and extraordinary appearance.

The tall man was holding a plate of hot egg soup on the table. He just turned around and looked at Zhao Yinger calmly. They were facing each other and speechless.

"Zhang....."

"Zhang Xiaofan? It's you

A moment later, Zhao Ying'er was surprised to cover her mouth, and her beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

Zhao Ying'er is still unbelievable at this time. It's Zhang Xiaofan?!

In fact, as early as before, Zhao Yinger had been looking forward to it in her heart, and was carefully guessing what she was thinking.

Of course, only Zhang Xiaofan would make such a favorite breakfast for himself.

When Zhang Xiaofan really appeared in front of her eyes, Zhao Yinger felt a little incredible.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaofan finally came back, this feeling is like in a dream, like a dream, everything is so unreal, but also so illusory and beautiful.

Moreover, it was in the middle of the courtyard at No. 66, South long street that Zhang Xiaofan was cooking breakfast for himself with a blue apron around his waist.

Time seems to return to the summer seven years ago, the best and happiest time for them.

At that time, Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao Yinger were only college students in Wuzhou University. They were both talented and beautiful. In this way, they accompanied each other and grew up with each other.

But at that time, Zhang Xiaofan was just an ordinary country boy