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Wenluo has the habit of running in the morning every day. No matter she is on a business trip or anywhere, she will put on her sportswear and go out for half an hour.

On the first day of living in hesmin's house, she still got up at six in the morning, changed her clothes, and crept out of the house. She deliberately played it very lightly, fearing that she would disturb hesmin and his son.

He Siming lives in the most famous villa area of Yongcheng, where the green environment is very good, ranking among the best in Yongcheng.

She started running along the community road, listening to the birds all the way, breathing the freshest air, sweeping away the sleepiness of the night.

Just as she was about to make another run around the corner, there was a man standing on the corner.

"Mr. He, why are you here?"

She didn't expect that he Siming was also dressed in sportswear, standing near the flower bed, as if waiting for someone?

"Good morning. I'm up for a morning run, too." He said hello to her with a smile.

Wenlow didn't believe what he said. "But didn't you say last night that you were used to exercising at night?"

"Well." His expression slightly embarrassed, "more exercise, there will be no harm."

She nodded in agreement. "That's right. In that case, we might as well run together! "

"Good!" It didn't take any effort. He was thinking about how to ask her to exercise with him.

Wenluo is used to running slowly, and he Siming also deliberately slows down to jog with her.

Approaching the gate of the community, he suddenly stopped and asked her, "have you had breakfast? Do you want to go out and buy something to eat? "

They went out to see the breakfast stand outside the community together. Although the aroma was delicious, the production process was a little crude, and it seemed that the hygiene was not up to standard.

She shook her head reluctantly. "It's quite hot recently. I don't think we should buy things outside. Be careful. It's hard to eat."

"Well, let's go back, baby Wen should be awake now."

He Siming is right. They just got home. Wen Baobao has finished brushing his teeth and washing his face. He is reclining on the sofa with a lollipop in his mouth. He is watching TV with relish. He looks like a young man!

When he Siming saw his son so casual, his face sank in an instant and he said unhappily, "Wenbao, who taught you to lie on the sofa and watch TV like this? There are no rules

Wen Baobao said indifferently: "Daddy, the rules are for people to see, not for you."

Well A group of black crows flew over hesmin's head. "Get up quickly. I see your skin itching again recently."

"Daddy, how do you know that I was bitten by a mosquito yesterday? I'm so worried about this wave of operation!"

"What are you talking about?" He Siming's face was getting darker and darker. He was really angry.

Wen Baobao is still acting his own way. He would not dare to be so tough with he Siming. But Wen Baobao knows that he will not be punished no matter what he does when his mother is present.

Wenluo is watching the interaction between father and son. He Siming doesn't surf the Internet very much. Naturally, he hasn't heard the words in Wenbao's mouth. Today's children are very smart, and they can learn everything from the Internet. Especially for children like Wen Baobao, who are very high in business, many things are easy to learn.

Seeing that he Siming was going to get angry, she quickly grabbed him and said, "children, just like to be free. It's nothing. He doesn't have to worry too much. Besides, it's at home, not outside. It's OK to order at will."

"Mother Wen loves her baby the most." Baby Wen jumps directly from the sofa, rushes over, hugs Wenluo, sticks to her, and can't shake it off. "Mom Wen, I'm hungry. Can you make breakfast for me?"

Wenluo is not very good at cooking. To be exact, she is just a little better than a kitchen idiot.

"Baby Wen, don't be willful. I'll give you some takeout." He Siming worried about Wenluo's embarrassment and stopped him.

"No, I'm going to eat the food made by mother Wen. If I don't cook it for me, I'll starve to death!"

Wen Baobao sees exactly what he Siming won't do to him, and clamors to eat Wenluo's breakfast. He Siming has no choice.

"All right, baby, don't make any noise. Will mother Wen make it for you? But mom Wen said ahead of time, "my craft is not very good." Wenluo worried that baby Wen couldn't get used to what he made.

"It's OK. As long as it's mom Wen, what you do is the best delicious food in the world."

Baby Wen's mouth seems to be smeared with a layer of honey, but she praises Wenluo vigorously. She has no choice but to go into the kitchen.

Facing all kinds of tools and seasonings in the kitchen, Wenluo is really big and afraid that Wenbao will wait too long, so he can only help with Baidu.

On the other side, Wen Baobao and he Siming were sitting on the sofa together. Wen Baobao quietly came up to him and said, "Daddy, you see how powerful I am. Mother Wen cooked breakfast for us in person. It's exciting to think about it!"He Siming gave his son a white look. "You are a little rogue. What if you make mother Wen angry?"

"No, I'm so cute. Mom Wen won't be angry with me. Daddy, believe me!" Wen Baobao looks confident.

He Siming tugged at the corners of his mouth and helplessly held his head. I really don't know who inherited his son's fanatical self-confidence?

After waiting for half an hour, baby Wen was a little worried. "Daddy, why hasn't Mother Wen made breakfast yet?"

"You wait here, I'll see."

He also feels that something is wrong. It's been a long time, but it doesn't make sense. Hasn't it been done well yet?

When he came into the kitchen, he realized what had happened!

There was a sandwich on the table. The bread had been burnt. The fried eggs in the pan had already lost their original appearance. The porridge in the electric rice cooker also smelled a little burnt. Maybe she was too anxious to control the heat.

"Well Mr. He, I'm sorry. I'm not really good at cooking. "

Looking at the mess in the kitchen, Wenluo's face is now a burst of white and a burst of red. I wish there was a seam in the ground for her to get in and hide. All these were made after she checked Baidu with her mobile phone, otherwise they would have to eat milk and bread.

He Siming said with a smile, "it's OK. Since you can't do it, I'll do it!"

He immediately took Wenluo's spatula, beat the eggs again, made three loose eggs, adjusted the heat of the porridge, threw away the charred part, and made three sandwiches again. It took less than 15 minutes.

"Mr. He, I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking." Compared with his cooking skills, he is just a rookie.

"I have lived abroad before, so I can cook some home cooked dishes."

"Since you are so good at cooking, why do you always like to order takeout?"

He Siming explained, "I can't help it. I'm busy with my work. I often don't have time to do it."

Wen Luo didn't ask any more when he said that.

All work is ready, and three breakfasts are finally on the table.

Like a little hungry wolf, Wen Baobao pounced directly on it, picked up the sandwich and began to eat it with relish. He also praised Wen's mother's skill and delicious cooking. He didn't know that he Siming made all these later.