"Buzz, buzz...... Buzz, buzz......" In the dark and quiet bedroom, the screen of a mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up, and the vibrating alarm began to make a subtle sound.

Although all this seemed extraordinarily abrupt, it was still too early, and the sky outside the window was still dark, and this little movement did not seem to be enough to wake up the dreamer.

Of course, except for Yang Yan, who is used to sleeping and getting up halfway through sleep to cover Luoluo with a quilt!

I saw that in the faint light of the mobile phone screen, a big hand suddenly stretched out on the big bed next to him, swiped up skillfully and gently, and turned off the alarm clock of the mobile phone.

The air is cold!

After Yang Yan turned off the alarm clock, he quickly retracted his arm, but his mouth opened and he yawned big.

So sleepy......

It's cold......

The quilt is so warm......

To sum it up in four words: don't want to get up!

It was still very early, and Yang Yan deliberately set the alarm clock an hour and a half earlier than usual.

After Yang Yan retracted the quilt, his gaze, which had adapted to the dark light, fell on his side, on Xia Yu's pretty face that was half covered by messy hair.

That's right!

Last night, under the pretext that Yang Yan was going to have breakfast together tomorrow and drink mutton porridge, Xia Yu stayed on the 7th floor again! After falling asleep, Yang Yan hugged and chatted with Xia Yu on the sofa, and after I don't know how long, Xia Yu was pulled back to the bedroom by Yang Yan in a daze and hugged to bed.

Of course, they just shared the same bed, nothing else happened!

It's not that Yang Yan is inferior to a beast, when he hugged Xia Yu, he was ready to move!

But Yang Yan knew Xia Yu's character, he was shy and traditional, so he couldn't rush it, so he had to take his time. If he breaks through too quickly, Xia Yu will be frightened - the consequence is most likely to kick him under the bed in shame and anger......

Slow is a little slow, but Yang Yan is looking at Xia Yu's quiet sleeping posture at the moment, smelling the faint fragrance of Xia Yu's hair, and feeling Xia Yu's subtle but long snort, his heart is already very satisfied.

This is the girl I love so much!

After watching it for a while, Yang Yan felt full of energy, and he lifted the quilt with fighting spirit and wanted to get up - he set the alarm clock and got up so early to get up to cook mutton porridge for Xia Yu!

In order not to disturb Xia Yu and Luoluo's sleep, Yang Yan relied on the faint light of his mobile phone and walked out of the room almost in the dark and came to the kitchen. But at this moment, in the dark kitchen, the large soup pot issued by Xia Yu's unit was flickering and bright.

Before going to bed last night, Yang Yan had already processed a rib that had been "sawed" down with a large piece of mutton, and after removing the blood foam, he put it into the soup pot together with the prepared spice packet and other seasonings.

The soup pot can be timed, and Yang Yan sets a time for it to automatically start boiling the soup, so now Yang Yan is up, the soup has been boiled and is being kept warm!

No, the kitchen lights came on, Yang Yan reached out and pressed the lid of the soup pot, and a still hot steam came out in white, and the rich aroma of mutton soup was also coming to his nose!

The spice recipe that his mother taught him on the phone last night is still very useful, and the pot of mutton soup boiled by Yang Yan is not only full of meat, but also the smell that many people are disgusted by has been removed!

The key to boiling mutton porridge lies in this pot of soup!

Don't think that mutton porridge is made of mutton to cook porridge, that will only make the porridge too thick and turbid, and the taste of the mutton boiled in the porridge will also change slightly. The mutton porridge of the people of Hecheng is cooked in mutton broth.

However, this time Yang Yan can't be lazy, although the rice cooker is simple to cook porridge, the effect is not very ideal, and it must be cooked in a casserole!

I saw that after Yang Yan washed the rice on a plate, he first added water, sesame oil, and broke his promise, stirred, put it aside to soak, and then he took out the casserole, scooped the mutton soup into it, and boiled it on the stove.

The mutton soup boiled again, and Yang Yan poured the rice that had been soaked for a while into it, and while stirring with a soup spoon, he turned on the high heat and boiled.

Even after turning the fire to a low level, Yang Yan couldn't go back to sleep. In order not to stick to the pan to cook the paste, Yang Yan stood there wrapped in a coat and stirred with a spoon every few minutes.

"Huh......" I don't know how long it took, Yang Yan couldn't help but yawn.

Standing in the kitchen, there is a stove fire, it is not very cold, he just feels a little sleepy, and he really got up a little too early today!

But at this time, Yang Yan suddenly heard the sound of a chair being rubbed on the ground behind him. Yang Yan turned her head in surprise, only to find that Xia Yu, who was wearing a thin shirt, was standing there bent over, she was squinting her sleepy eyes, looking at Yang Yan a little dazed.

"Why are you up?" Yang Yan saw Xia Yu come out in the same clothes she was sleeping in, he hurriedly put down the soup spoon on the plate, opened the wrapped coat, and hugged her in his arms.

"Why did you get up so early?" Xia Yu was hugged by Yang Yan, feeling his body temperature, and her body, which was originally a little trembling, warmed up, so she snuggled up to Yang Yan's chest and muttered in a daze.

"Cook porridge for you!" Yang Yan smiled, "Why did you get up so early?"

Xia Yu felt that her two hands were attached to her chest, and it was a little uncomfortable to be sandwiched between Yang Yan and her, so she simply opened her hands, and under the coat, she stumbled over, hugged Yang Yan's waist, and hugged Yang Yan tighter, she breathed a sigh of relief a little comfortably, and said in a shallow voice: "Hearing the movement outside, I thought it was a meow millet ......."

"You're sleeping with me, where did you get meow millet?" Yang Yan laughed, and then said softly, "You can go back to sleep again, and I'll call you when I'm done cooking porridge!"

Xia Yu shook his head disagreeably, and buried his head in Yang Yan's arms without saying a word.

Let's just stand like that......

Yang Yan also liked to hold Xia Yu like this, he simply hugged Xia Yu to the slightly warmer stove, his chin was gently pressed under Xia Yu's head, his eyes looked at the porridge that was cooking, and he was going to stir it after a while.

"Good fragrant ......" Xia Yu just didn't wake up just now, now she is in Yang Yan's arms, gradually recovering a little spirit, although she is still reluctant to come out of the arms of the man she likes, but she also looked at the cooking porridge, and the fragrance that kept escaping also tempted her to swallow her saliva.

"It's almost there. Yang Yan said softly.

The porridge was cooked quickly, and after Yang Yan turned off the fire, stirred it a few more times, and then covered the lid, leaving a slit to prevent the porridge from simmering too thickly.

"Okay, you go back to bed first and rest for a while, I'll go outside, buy fritters and come back, we can have breakfast!" Yang Yan said to Xia Yu with a smile.

"I'll go with you!" Xia Yu didn't have the weak and coquettish look just now this time, she raised her head in Yang Yan's arms, under the reflection of the kitchen ceiling light, her beautiful eyes shone brightly, and she couldn't see a trace of tiredness, and her voice was also short and decisive, as if it had been determined, and Yang Yan was not allowed to object.

This is Xia Yu's normal appearance!