Chapter 135

Early the next morning, Zhang Cheng got up.

Looking at Zhao Qingyu beside him, Zhang Cheng carefully takes out his mobile phone and sends a text message to Lin Xiao.

It wasn't long before I received a reply from Lin Xiao, with only two words: "OK.".

Zhang Cheng mouth slightly up, slowly up, and did not disturb the side of Zhao Qingyu.

After washing, Zhang Cheng came to the kitchen.

Aunt Lin is busy inside.

One turns his head and seems to find Zhang Cheng's figure.

"Don't you sleep a little longer, uncle?"

Aunt Lin looked at Zhang Cheng and said.

"Aunt Lin, I'll make breakfast. You go and do the rest. "

Zhang Cheng opened the door of the refrigerator and said to Aunt Lin.

"Good."

With these words, aunt Lin left the kitchen. It's not the first time my uncle has cooked. It should be no problem.

Zhang Cheng takes out a piece of meat from the refrigerator and walks to the cutting board.

It's time to perform again.

About half an hour later, my sister-in-law came down.

"Well? What's so fragrant? " Zhao Qingya came to the first floor and sniffed it as if it was from the kitchen.

She was a little surprised when Aunt Lin's cooking was so good.

Came to the kitchen door, found that cooking is not aunt Lin.

"Brother in law, what are you doing? It smells good. "

Hearing Zhao Qingya's words, Zhang Cheng can't help but turn his head and smile at her.

"I made you a lean porridge and fried some fried dough sticks."

Zhang Cheng said while holding fried dough sticks from the pot.

"Can I help you?"

Sister in law went to Zhang Cheng's side, looking at Zhang Cheng very busy figure said.

"Well, help me take out the fried dough sticks and porridge. I'll see if your sister wakes up

After the kitchen work to the sister-in-law, Zhang Cheng left the kitchen, slowly on the second floor.

Zhao Qingyu went to bed very late yesterday, otherwise he would have got up early.

Opened the door, but found Zhao Qingyu did not wake up. Zhang Cheng slowly came to her side, looking down at her sleeping wife, sleeping face is very beautiful.

Suddenly, the corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth rose slightly, and he had an idea.

If other people see Zhang Cheng's expression, they will definitely find that there are some bad intentions in his smile.

See Zhang Cheng slowly bent down, two hands on Zhao Qingyu's face, gently pinch. Zhao Qingyu's body moved, and was not awakened.

Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. It hasn't started yet. If Zhao Qingyu wakes up, thank you.

Slowly hard, Zhao Qingyu's cheek in Zhang Cheng's hand constantly changing, from time to time stretching.

Zhao Qingyu was also awakened by the movement. She opened her eyes and her hair was a little messy.

Zhang Cheng also released his hand and looked at each other with two pairs of eyes.

For a long time.

"Husband, if you don't give me an explanation, I will bite you." Zhao Qingyu suddenly sat on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the side of Zhang Cheng said.

I went to bed very late last night, but I was awakened by Zhang Cheng. I lost face.

Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing at Zhao Qingyu's words and biting when he was too old.

"Wife, breakfast is ready, get up quickly."

Hearing Zhang Cheng's explanation, Zhao Qingyu nodded, got up and went to the wardrobe.

"You go out and I'll change."

Zhao Qingyu frowned, looked at Zhang Cheng and said, pointing to the gate.

Disappointed, Zhang Cheng sighed and went out.

It's not like I haven't seen it. It's OK to see it several times.

Zhang Cheng directly came to the table, sister-in-law has started.

He pulled back the chair and sat on the opposite side of his sister-in-law.

"Xiaoya, what's the taste like?"

Zhang Cheng looked at his sister-in-law with a smile and said.

Although he knows his cooking is very good, he gets praise from other people. How successful he is.

"Well, it's delicious. Brother in law, if only you could cook all the time. "

Zhao Qingya did not stop talking, busy eating lean porridge.

Zhang Cheng some embarrassed smile, has been doing? How can it be? It depends on whether you can get up early. If he keeps cooking, doesn't Aunt Lin hate him?

Robbing a nanny for business? Of course not.

Zhao Qingyu is now ready to wash, slowly down the stairs.

At the moment, she and the image of just getting out of bed are totally one day at a time, very energetic.

Zhang Cheng picked up the bowl and gave Zhao Qingyu a bowl from the pot, still steaming.

It's decorated with some lean meat, which makes it look like it has a good appetite.

"Wife, here you are. This is the fried dough sticks I fried in the morning by your husband. "Zhang Cheng handed the lean porridge to his wife and pointed to the fried dough sticks on the table.

Zhao Qingyu, who had a small appetite, had two bowls of porridge and a fried dough stick for breakfast. After eating a face of regret, looking at the empty bowl in front of him, said: "miserable, this is absolutely fat."

The tone is very resentful, also glanced at Zhang Cheng, the expression is very lovely.

Zhang Cheng smiles.

"Don't worry, I'm in charge."

But the sister-in-law opposite them suddenly trembled, looked at them with disgust, and slowly said, "Gee, goose bumps are all big."

After dinner, Zhao Qingyu went to work. Zhang Cheng drove her to the door. When she got on the elevator, Zhang Cheng slowly turned around and left.

Zhao Qingyu put his bag in the cabinet and began to look through the plan.

All of a sudden, she saw a great case, with a look of appreciation.

The above is about the reconstruction and layout of Minghe community, which is very creative. There are places that she thinks are the same.

Zhao Qingyu wanted to see the person who wrote the case, so he turned to the front page.

A name appeared in front of her, and her expression became strange.

For a long time, she sighed and closed slowly.

Pick up the phone on the desk and say to it: "call up Lin Xiao from the creative department."

Then he hung up and waited for a few seconds.

Beep - the phone is ringing.

Zhao Qingyu answered the phone.

"She asked for leave today? Well, OK, I see

Slowly put down the phone, his face is very "calm", the "calm" before the storm.

Take out the doll with a picture from the cupboard.

Small hand gently across its face, small boxing in its chest.

"Ah, I see. I said, "Why are you so attentive in the morning?"

Then he increased his strength.

There is no such thing as a strong business woman, just like a jealous little woman. No, it is.

"Well, if you hadn't come back last night, I would have killed you."

Zhao Qingyu snorted. Looking at the photo, her mood gradually subsided.

Take out a tissue, wipe it on the photo, sort it out, and put it back in your cupboard.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Zhao, it's me."

The Secretary's voice rang out the door.

Zhao Qingyu instantly restored the appearance of a strong woman and said in a deep voice towards the door.

"Come in."