Chapter 200

There is still a little unspeakable taste in my heart, and a little bit sweet hearted.

The temperature in the room is slightly lower than usual, but because she sleeps in her shirt and trousers, the temperature is just right. The curtain blocks the morning light. The room is dark, and the bedside lamp emits warm yellow light, creating a warm and tranquil atmosphere, which is suitable for sleeping.

Qin Yi turns on the chandelier switch and looks at the alarm clock. It's just after six o'clock.

She got up, barefoot on the floor, pulled out a clean set of underwear from the closet, ready to take a bath.

There is a big mirror in the bathroom, which can show people in details. Qin Yi turns to look at himself in the mirror and finds that his lips are a little swollen. When he comes closer, he has a wound on his lower lip, which is clearly bitten.

When the fragmentary memories came back, she vaguely remembered that she had hung on Zhou Muze last night. Ah, that posture was so simple that she still held him and refused to let go

When she was dying, she just resisted people from thousands of miles away. She turned back and forced a kiss. What kind of thing is it? She said no, she was honest?

Qin Yi wiped his face, a little unable to face himself.

After a battle bath, she changed her clothes and looked at the time. At 6:30, she opened the door of her bedroom to make breakfast for herself and Zhou Muze. Suddenly, she heard a slight noise coming from the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the man was wearing a light gray home coat, a pair of dark blue slippers on his feet, standing straight in front of the stove, with an apron around his neck, a spatula in his right hand, and two pieces of COD fried in the pan in front of him, which were Ziping and smelling.

Qin Yi was a little bit crazy when he saw it Do you make breakfast

"Well."

Zhou Muze turned off the fire, put the fried cod pieces on a plate, issued a positive syllable, and then turned around. Qin Yi saw his red and swollen lips, and his face turned red.

She cleared her throat deliberately: "can I do something?"

Zhou Muze motioned to her to take the COD away, "it will be ready soon."

"Oh."

She brought the two plates to the table and put them in their habitual positions. Before long, Zhou Muze came from the kitchen with a cup of milk and a cup of tea, and put the milk in front of her.

Watching him drink tea, Qin Yi couldn't help saying, "it's not good to drink tea in the morning."

"Two tea, very light." He said.

Qin Yi knew that he liked to drink tea, so he didn't say much. Looking at the breakfast in front of him, he was a little distracted.

Zhou Muze is good at cooking, but he has never learned it. He can cook very few dishes, but he can do very well just by looking at it. This talent once made her envy, envy and hate. On the one hand, she especially wanted to eat what he had done. However, he seldom cooked. In her impression, he only ate what he cooked once.

At that time, she was so confused with fever that she couldn't eat anything. Zhou Muze stewed a bowl of porridge. She ate it in a daze and recovered quickly, but she didn't remember what it was like. Later, she begged him to cook, but he never paid attention to it, and she never ate what he made.

A bite of COD pieces, the taste of coke outside and tender inside instantly conquer her, feel the taste buds are opened.

Zhou Muze saw that she was happy to eat, and her lips were slightly hooked: "delicious?"

"Well, delicious."

"Cod or abalone?"

"Cough!" Qin Yi almost choked the food into his trachea. Physiological tears came down and glared at him: "what abalone?"

Zhou Muze took a knife and fork to cut off a piece of cod fillet and said calmly, "you ate a lot of abalone last night, and forgot it?"

Originally, she was drunk and her memory was a little messy. She didn't remember any abalone, but as soon as he reminded her, she immediately remembered. Last night, she held Zhou Muze's mouth and chewed for a long time, thinking that she was eating abalone.

Aiming at Zhou Muze's red and swollen lips, he thought he looked like abalone.

She was a little guilty and refused to admit: "did you eat abalone last night? I'm drunk, and I don't have the slightest impression. "

"I'm not impressed. What are you doing

"Accidentally choked."

"Is it?" He cut the COD pieces slowly, and his brows drooped. He looked like a medieval aristocrat, but his words were not polite at all: "I can help you remember that you ate too much abalone last night, which made the abalone mouth swell."

Qin Yi held back his cheek and said, "that's enough! It's just a kiss. It's all grown-ups. What's the big deal with a kiss? "

Zhou Muze raised his eyes and looked at her, which made her flustered. He suddenly remembered that she not only kissed him last night, but also wanted to sleep with him

She immediately added, "of course, you can't kiss at random."

He said, no more.

Two people quietly finished breakfast, Qin Yi hurried to clean up the mess, he was pressed, "I come."

Qin Yi went with him, checked his belongings and went to work.

When she arrived at the Foreign Ministry building, she suddenly received a text message from Wei Zhe: "Dong Zhou said that he would take a day off. Is he ill? ]

Qin Yi was stunned. Before going out, he was still fine. He didn't look sick.Qin Yi: [he looked very good just now. Didn't he say why? ]

Wei Zhe: [no, emmm What happened to you last night? ]

Qin Yi is eager to drag Wei Zhe out. Does he doubt what happened with Zhou Muze that caused Zhou Muze to rest? Even if, even if what happened, Zhou Muze is not a little daughter-in-law will be injured!

Qin Yi made an angry expression. In the past, Wei Zhe immediately returned with an expression of begging for mercy: "OK, OK, it's my fault. Dong Zhou has never been absent from work except on holidays. Am I worried? ]

after thinking for a long time, Qin Yi suddenly got a flash of light. It can't be his appearance that he can't see people

What he looks like now is really fantastic

The corner of her mouth smoked, she replied to Wei Zhe: "he has nothing to do. Tomorrow will be fine. Are you still going to Africa? ]

Wei Zhe responded with a cry: "the flight in the afternoon, your old Zhou is too cruel! ]

looking at him, Qin Yi knew that he would come back soon. Without hesitation, he made up a knife: "if you come back to Africa at public expense, maybe you can find true love. ]

one knife stabbed three fatal points.

Wei Zhe made an expression of vomiting blood and died.

Qin Yi is in a better mood. After swiping the card, he suddenly hears someone calling his name, "Qin Yi! Qin Yi

Qin Yi looked back and saw yuan Yueran excitedly. She brushed the card excitedly and followed him: "no wonder I can't meet you at ordinary times. You come so early."

"When do you usually come?"

"About half an hour late. In order to get up early in order to get to the National Convention Center, I forgot to set the alarm clock yesterday. I didn't expect to meet you. I'll get up earlier in the future."

"Good." Qin Yi smiles. She knows that yuan Yueran likes to stay in bed. I'm afraid she comes to the Ministry of foreign affairs every time.

"In addition to business trips, I can have lunch with you at noon."