Song Chunjia is a very clean and very organized woman, which can be seen from her clean and neat home.

So when she got up from the bed, she couldn't help but feel quite uncomfortable when she smelled the strong smell of alcohol left on her body.

So, she quickly found a change of clothes from the closet, and rushed into the bathroom to wash up, wanting to wash away the smell of alcohol and the absurdity of last night, not wanting to leave any traces.

This time, of course, she kept the bathroom door closed tightly to prevent a repeat of last night's mistake.

In fact, if Han Ye really had the intention to peep, this thin bathroom door really couldn't pose the slightest obstacle.

As long as he opened the eyes of the Grand Master, not to mention the bathroom door, even if the entire wall became transparent in his eyes, Song Chunjia's bumpy figure would immediately be revealed in front of his eyes.

However, this thought was immediately extinguished as soon as Han Ye's mind popped up.

If he really wants to see it, he just looks at it in a dignified manner, and this kind of thing is really a bit obscene, which is not quite in line with his character.

In addition, he was quite hungry after not eating all night, so it was more affordable to find something to fill his stomach than to stand outside the bathroom and sneak around for mental enjoyment.

So Han Ye was not polite, just like he had arrived at his own house, he went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and wanted to find something to eat.

Song Chunjia's refrigerator is a double-door refrigerator from Haier Casarte, with a huge capacity, beautiful appearance, and a lot of money.

It's just that the refrigerator is empty and there is hardly anything on it, the most is some snacks and bottled water, in addition to some fruits and milk, Han Ye searched for a long time, and finally found a few pieces of toast and two eggs from it, and I don't know how long the toast has been there.

Apparently. The hostess doesn't often cook and eat at home.

Han Ye raised his eyebrows, although Song Chunjia is very good at work, it seems that he is not very good at cooking.

Since he couldn't find any food that satisfied him, he planned to go downstairs to have some breakfast by himself, but he was really hungry, and he didn't know if there was a breakfast shop nearby, so it might as well use the ingredients in the refrigerator to make his own, maybe it would be more convenient.

So, he took out the toast and smelled it, then tore off a little and tasted it, there was no peculiar smell, it should have been bought in the last two days, and it has not deteriorated.

Since the toast is still edible, the rest is easy to say.

He took out the peanut butter from the refrigerator, coated each slice of toast on one side, then rolled the banana on the toast, cut off the protruding part, put it in the pan and fried it, fried it until golden brown on the outside, then drizzled with honey, and the honey banana toast, the main breakfast food, was completed.

Next, he fried two poached eggs, cut a plate of fruit, and warmed two glasses of milk.

By the time he had finished his work, Song Chunjia had just finished washing, wiped his wet hair with a bath towel, and came out of the bathroom.

Her pretty cheeks were flushed with the steam of the bathroom, and her snow-white skin was so delicate that it seemed to drip water at the touch of a pinch.

The low-necked bathrobe could not cover the deep furrows on the chest, revealing a snow-white dazzling spring light.

As I walked, I occasionally caught a glimpse of purple lace from the split that reached my waist.

Han Ye looked at Song Chunjia, who was like a hibiscus out of water, and walked towards him while wiping his hair, his heart couldn't help but be a little moved, and his eyes also showed admiration.

It is no wonder that since ancient times, countless literati have praised beauties for bathing.

The beautiful scenery of such a beautiful woman when she comes out of the bath is indeed pleasing to the eye.

Song Chunjia found that Han Ye was constantly looking at herself, and smiled slightly: "What's the matter?

Han Ye couldn't help but think of the scene when he reunited with Xia Lin, but this ** is not suitable for publicity, it is better not to say it.

So he smiled and avoided talking, pointed to the dining table and said, "Sit down and have breakfast, it won't taste good if it's cold." ”

Song Chunjia found that a sumptuous breakfast had been placed on the table, and couldn't help but show surprise: "You made all this?"

Han Ye nodded: "The materials are limited, and the craftsmanship is also handful, and the cooking is relatively simple, so you can just eat it." ”

Song Chunjia felt that this was an unexpected surprise.

Due to her busy schedule, she rarely cooks at home throughout the year, usually at work or at a restaurant outside.

As for the breakfast, unless it is a vacation, I have basically not eaten much, at most it is a fruit or a glass of milk.

But now, after taking a comfortable shower, there is actually breakfast to eat, and it looks quite delicious.

This made her feel as if she was in a Holiday Inn, which made her feel very good, and even the chagrin in her heart was diluted a lot.

She hurriedly came to the table and sat down, picked up Han Ye's fried toast and took a small bite and tasted it carefully, the crispy banana softness of the toast was mixed with the sweetness of honey, and immediately filled her entire mouth.

She couldn't help but wrinkle her snow-white nose, dragged out a long nasal voice, and nodded her head again and again: "Well~~ delicious, very delicious, I haven't eaten such a delicious breakfast for a long time." Your craft is on par with that of a chef. I really didn't see it, Han Ye, you actually know how to cook, and you do it so well!"

Han Ye also said with a smile while eating breakfast: "Don't praise me, in fact, I can only make a simple breakfast." My parents are usually busy at work and don't have time to do it for me, so many times, I solve it by myself and practice it. If you want me to cook lunch and dinner, then I can't. ”

"That's pretty good, too. Boys of your age, let alone cooking, I'm afraid that many people don't even know how to do housework. Song Chunjia laughed at herself, "At least, you are much stronger than me." If I eat your breakfast regularly, I'm afraid I'll soon become a fat girl. ”

Han Ye smiled: "With your figure, if you want to become a fat girl, it is estimated that you will have to eat for ten or eight years." ”

Song Chunjia smiled slightly, and accepted this compliment.

At this time, the warm wind blew in from the outside, lifted the thin gauze curtain, and when it hit the body, it was already like a feather, which made people lazy and feel extremely comfortable.

Song Chunjia tasted the delicious breakfast and enjoyed the caress of the warm breeze, and somehow an indescribable sense of happiness suddenly rose in her heart.

Was it because of the warm breeze, because of this delicious breakfast, or because of the boy in front of her?

Song Chunjia only felt that her heart suddenly opened up, and she no longer felt embarrassed or minded about the fragrant and intimate contact last night.

She even felt that leaving Han Ye at home for one night was not a mistake, but a beautiful misunderstanding.

She stopped talking, ruining the rare atmosphere, and just continued to eat her breakfast, quietly enjoying this long-lost happiness