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Lan Xiyu evoked a faint smile, "Tingting is in a bad mood now, it's because of you." Shouldn't you take your responsibility and coax her until she's in a good mood?"

Shang Jiping was slightly stunned, and then he understood.

smiled at Lan Xiyu in understanding: "Of course, this is my responsibility." Miss Lan, don't worry, I will definitely make her happy. ”

Lan Xiyu smiled, with a satisfied look on his face, let go of the hand holding the check, and pushed the check in front of Shang Jiping: "This is what you deserve." I wish you a chance to hug the beauty. ”

Shang Jiping smiled stupidly, took the check and put it in his pocket, stood up from the chair, and said to Lan Xiyu: "Then borrow Miss Lan's auspicious words." Don't bother you with your work, goodbye. ”

With that, turn around and leave.

Leaning back in the chair, his eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at Shang Jiping's back in a dark and uncertain manner, and the corners of his lips hooked a meaningful arc, mixed with a touch of calculation and success.

......

Eleven was making breakfast in the kitchen with an apron.

Humming a light little song in his mouth, poached eggs are fried in the pan.

Suddenly, the whole person was encircled in his arms.

"Ahh

"Huh. A deep, low voice rang in her ears, and she continued to lick her earlobe.

He shuddered violently, reached out and patted the back of his hand lightly, "Don't make trouble, I'm frying eggs." Go, wash your face and brush your teeth, and you can eat it right away. ”

"No!" the man said a little childishly, but he didn't mean to let go, he just wanted to hold her like this, and continue to break her neck.

"Hey, I'm itchy. Eleven refused, dodged, but it was useless. Where is his opponent, it is not a grade at all.

So, just like that, the frolic began.

Until......

"What smell?" "What smell?" he sniffed his nose, why did he smell burnt?

"Scorched, scorched, scorched. Qi Junzhe, let go, the eggs are burnt!" finally understood what this burnt smell was, and the poached eggs in the pot were like scorched knees.

But Qi Junzhe looked at her with a serious face, and said in a very serious tone: "Oh, the egg is not burnt." Carry it well. ”

“......！”

Eleven Jue's mouth twitched constantly, not only the corners of his mouth twitched, but even the corners of his eyes were twitching.

What does it mean that the egg is not burnt, and it is well carried?

Is that what she was trying to say?

Rogue, you can't help but misinterpret what I mean?

"Qi Junzhe, I sue you, if you don't let go, you will be responsible for eating the pot. He looked at Qi Junzhen with a crooked smile and said very threatening words.

So, it worked very well, and Qi Junzhen let go, and touched the tip of his nose stupidly, "I'll go wash up." ”

He turned off the gas and reached out to pat him on the cheek, "Wouldn't it be okay if you thought about it earlier?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the man raise a mysterious and outrageous smile and whispered to her, "Well, I'll give you two eggs in a while." Two eggs that will never burn. ”

After saying that, he smiled at the little man again, and turned around and left refreshed.