Chapter 894

The picture sent by Zhuo Han is a picture of him eating with Zhuang Yan.

However, the display was taken secretly.

When the man saw the news, his eyes were deep, and he just replied with an [OK] gesture.

He and song Qiyu's contest, from tonight, has just begun.

……

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Yan Shiqi woke up.

The first time she opened her eyes, she couldn't help lifting her finger and waving it in front of her eyes.

Although the room was dark, she could see her fingertips clearly.

"Why don't you sleep?" Almost the moment she woke up, the man opened his eyes.

Hearing the sound, Yan Shiqi turned over to face him, "maybe it was too much sleep yesterday, you can sleep again."

"Together."

The man pulled her overbearing into his arms, inkstone seven did not bear to refuse, quietly nest in his arms, looking at his eyes closed sleeping face.

In fact, during this period, he is the most tired.

Always worried about her eyes, there are all kinds of things to deal with.

Yan Shiqi lay in his arms for a moment. When she heard his even breathing, she moved away carefully and left the master bedroom quietly.

Outside the window, it was morning and dusk. She put on her coral nightgown and went to the kitchen.

It's still early. She wants to make him a breakfast.

Toast and fried eggs, very simple operation, right when comfort four elder brother this nearly a month time to let go all accompany her hard.

At 7:30 in the morning, when the man woke up, he found that Yan Shiqi was not in the bedroom.

He went downstairs in his robe. The bag was tied around his waist at will. The temperature in the room was moderate. In front of the open robe, his honey colored and strong chest was exposed.

After all, he didn't add floor heating in linhuwan. The time of nosebleed in Dijing left him with a lingering fear. The heating mode of wall mounted stove was more suitable for Licheng, which is in the south of central China.

When the man came downstairs, he smelled a light smell of... Burning in the air.

As soon as his eyebrows coagulated, he walked quickly to the kitchen, where the scorching smell became stronger.

In the kitchen, Yan Shiqi was still hanging an apron in front of him, holding a spatula in his hand, and flipping fried eggs.

In the garbage can, there are two black things. It seems that they are fried eggs.

The man shakes his head and laughs. He goes forward and grabs the spatula from her. "I don't sleep in the morning. How did I come to the kitchen?"

Inkstone when seven startled, he was holding his wrist away from the glass platform, also did not forget to see the eye frying pan.

"You wake up!" She pulled the corner of her lip, stood on the side of the man and watched him turn over the fried egg skillfully, and said angrily, "I wanted to make you breakfast, but who knows that the fried egg was burnt just after I answered the phone."

She answers Cheng Yenan's phone and talks with him for a long time, but forgets the eggs in the kitchen.

When she came back, she found that the fried eggs were battered and the oil was dry. Fortunately, there was no serious consequence.

She did the cooking for ten minutes, and finally got ready again, and the fourth brother came.

How embarrassing!

"Don't do these things in the future. If you're hungry, tell me, I'll make it for you. "

The man quickly cooked the fried egg, medium rare, with golden color.

Toast bread has been cold, Yan Shiqi watched him put in the heater action, don't open your eyes, ear tip red.

She might be... Fighting the kitchen.

It was only ten minutes before the man put his breakfast at the table.

He pushed the hot milk in front of her and looked across the table. "Who's on the phone so early?"