"Got up so early?" Jiang Xiaoyan got up slowly, but still woke up Liu Nanfeng.

"No, no, go to the toilet, you go back to sleep. Jiang Xiaoyan went into the bathroom softly to brush his teeth, wash his face, tie up his long hair, and when he came out, he quietly shouted "Liu Nanfeng", but did not respond, and stood on tiptoe out of the bedroom to cover the bedroom door, Liu Nanfeng watched the light gradually disappear, and the corners of his lips were lightly raised.

At the beginning of the day, Liu Nanfeng had already woken up, Jiang Xiaoyan stood in the kitchen and was busy, standing behind Liu Nanfeng without noticing.

"Ho, I'm scared to death, why did you get up so early!" Jiang Xiaoyan turned his head and saw his face that hadn't woken up, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and his hair seemed to have experienced an explosion.

"Are you coming to the kitchen to go to the toilet?" Liu Nanfeng raised his hand to pat her on the top of her head, Jiang Xiaoyan's face turned red, and he rubbed his little fingers hesitantly.

"Don't tease you, I'll go wash up. Liu Nanfeng turned around and chuckled, Jiang Xiaoyan shrugged his shoulders and continued to cook. Thinking of letting his uncle, who can make lotus cakes, eat her dishes, even if she plays a big knife in front of Guan Gong, she has to bite the bullet.

Come on, Jiang Xiaoyan!

In the ward, Cen Fu sat on the chair next to the bed, his hands and Murong Xiang's fingers interlocked, he couldn't sleep, he just closed his eyes, for Murong Xiang's sake, he couldn't show the sadness in his heart.

"Knock knock" Liu Nanfeng carried two large thermal insulation bags and the cage drawer with the broken dragon body, knocked on the door, Cen Fu saw that it was him, and let him enter the ward.

"Fuber, Aunt Cen, eat something. Cen Fu watched Liu Nanfeng take out the insulated box, and was very surprised, it was not a disposable lunch box for the hotel, nor was it a special insulated box for the Liu Mansion, this was a ...... Cen Fu looked at Liu Nanfeng in confusion, Liu Nanfeng handed Murong Xiang chicken soup, Murong Xiang didn't start, and he didn't want to eat it.

"Auntie, this is what I did, and you can eat some for the sake of me getting up so early. Murong Xiang was a little reluctant to hear him say this, looking back at him, Liu Nanfeng's face was very sincere, the child in front of him, even if he had experienced those things, he had not changed, he was still a good and enthusiastic child.

Cen Fu watched Murong Xiang take the bowl, and with hope in his heart, he glanced at the slight smug smile on the corner of Liu Nanfeng's mouth and knew that it must not have been done by him, I am afraid that it was the girl he said last time.

"I'll eat some too, and try your handiwork. Cen Fu said and picked up the bowl by himself, and the moment he entered the mouth, he was really amazed.

"This soup lasts for 3 or 4 hours, and it uses a stone pot, south wind, and it is very hearty. Cen Fu put down the soup bowl and picked up the chopsticks again, Murong Xiang drank the whole bowl of hot soup on the side, a little hot, glanced at Cen Fu, and also picked up the chopsticks and tried a bite of the light taste of shrimp.

"Nanfeng, you didn't go to the kitchen before, did you, why is your craftsmanship so good?" Murong Xiang couldn't help but praise him, Liu Nanfeng raised the corner of his eye, and responded. Jiang Xiaoyan would be very happy to hear this.

"If you like it, I'll make it for you later. As soon as Liu Nanfeng's words came out, he entered Cen Fu's set.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and tomorrow night I will ask you to take charge of the kitchen yourself, and I'll see if this godson can inherit my kitchen." Cen Fu's words fell, Liu Nanfeng was both happy and nervous, this Cen Fu obviously knew that there was Jiang Xiaoyan behind him, and he gave him a set, but he learned a lot from Jiang Xiaoyan for most of the past half a year, although it is not a system, but it is no problem to cope with a meal.

"Okay!" Liu Nanfeng's promise surprised Cen Fu a lot, this guy really dared to say it, but in the back kitchen of Cen Jiang Hotel that day, ordinary dishes were really difficult for Liu Nanfeng.

"This is the lotus cake, I probably made some, the lid was accidentally broken, godfather don't blame me. Liu Nanfeng said and opened the cage drawer for them, and the lotus cake with a decent appearance appeared in front of Cen Fu and Murong Xiang, and the two couples frowned.

"Nanfeng, don't lie to me, this lotus cake can't be made with one bite, I haven't been able to make it after studying for so many years. Murong Xiang seemed to agree with him as their godson, and Liu Nanfeng's heart was a little touched.

In the past 7 years, where did his touch begin? Except for the dream-like little girl, nothing could make him think about it, but he had been a little strange recently, and he had even stirred the red stagnant water in his heart about the things in front of him.

Why?

"Won't Nanfeng be, there is a girl?" As if it was a woman's intuition, Murong Xiang asked, and Liu Nanfeng was stunned.

Is it because of Jiang Xiaoyan?

Murong Xiang was surprised, after all, Wen Chu ...... Still lying on the hospital bed and sleeping, Liu Nanfeng is not a person who is unkind, on the contrary, it is precisely because Liu Nanfeng is a person of deep love and righteousness that he has come to this point today, a full 7 years have passed, he has never revealed his heart to anyone once, and he has never had a friend.

"Godmother, don't you believe in my strength?" Liu Nanfeng smiled faintly, shook his head, and handed the plate to her, Murong Xiang and Cen Fu picked it up and tried it at the same time. Murong Xiang stretched his brows, this taste is indeed not as good as Cen Fu's cooking, but it seems to be better than her craftsmanship, and whether it is in terms of color or lotus shape, it is above the standard of this pastry, it can be regarded as perfect, is it really made by Liu Nanfeng?

"Nanfeng, you and I come out for a while. Cen Fu put down the pastry, Liu Nanfeng was puzzled, but still followed him out and walked to the corner at the end of the corridor.

"Godfather, what are you going to ask to avoid your godmother?" Liu Nanfeng asked him, a trace of anger arose in Cen Fu's eyes, Liu Nanfeng was sure that it was anger.

"Did that girl do it right?" Liu Nanfeng couldn't hide it from him, so he simply nodded.

"That girl, how old is it?" Liu Nanfeng was surprised again, how could this Cen Fu ask him this question, did he know Jiang Xiaoyan? Listening to Jiang Xiaoyan, making lotus cake requires a strong foundation, as well as just the right materials, Liu Nanfeng once asked her who she learned this pastry with, she changed the topic and bypassed, and he didn't ask again. Now that a good-tempered person like Cen Fu is angry with him, does he have any opinion about the person who made this pastry? Or, the origin? In short, Jiang Xiaoyan is still guilty now, even if it is Cen Fu, he can't reveal it, no matter what the connection between them is!

"I'm two years younger, but you have to believe that I won't be a merry young master, as long as you believe it's enough. It's not too early, I still have to go to the company, go first. Cen Fu looked at Liu Nanfeng's back and breathed a sigh of relief, even if he could make such a pastry, it wouldn't mean anything, wouldn't it? What's more, those two people were already dead.

"Liu Nanfeng, you're back, how are you? How are they?" Liu Nanfeng didn't go to the company, drove back to Tengfei Road, and as soon as he opened the door, Jiang Xiaoyan rushed up and pulled his hand and asked, Liu Nanfeng took a serious look at Jiang Xiaoyan's face, his facial features were not at all like Cen Fu, except for this virtue of laughing at every turn.

"Is there anything on my face, is it dirty?" Jiang Xiaoyan was looked at unnaturally by him, and wiped his face with his hand, Liu Nanfeng took off his mask and frowned slightly.

"Yes, it's dirty on your forehead, I'll wipe it for you. Liu Nanfeng raised his hand as he spoke, and Jiang Xiaoyan waited quietly with his face up, until his index and middle fingers touched her forehead.

At that moment, Jiang Xiaoyan heard his heartbeat. So fast.

"They said, it's delicious!" Liu Nanfeng smiled after speaking, squatting down to change his shoes. Jiang Xiaoyan clenched his little hands, still in a state of confusion in his thoughts, Liu Nanfeng just ...... No, she's going to catch up on sleep!

"Where are you going? I haven't eaten breakfast yet!" Liu Nanfeng watched her walk towards the bedroom, he had clearly told him that he was coming back for breakfast.

"Ah, yes, I forgot if you didn't say it, so I'm going to cook noodles for you. Liu Nanfeng drooped his face, stood at the door of the kitchen with his chest crossed and watched her step on the noodles, he was really speechless, obviously the food of outsiders is so good!

"I want to eat honey steak, roast lamb shank, stewed fire rabbit, spiced dog meat, pig's trotter rice, braised lion's head, spicy fish, ......" Liu Nanfeng may have finished saying all the meat and vegetables he knew in the first half of his life, Jiang Xiaoyan was unmoved and cooked noodles with clear water.

"Liu Nanfeng, I recently noticed that you have a circle of meat on your waist. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan's words were like a bolt from the blue, Liu Nanfeng admitted that he was fat, and since Jiang Xiaoyan couldn't control his cooking, his figure has gone farther and farther on the road of underwear supermodel......

"A little less noodles, I'm not hungry. ”

"Hahahahaha......" Liu Nanfeng closed the bedroom door and covered his ears, and he could still hear the guy's wanton ridicule...... River! Small! Smoke!

Liu Nanfeng couldn't bear to stare at Jiang Xiaoyan when he was eating noodles, and Jiang Xiaoyan didn't start to cover his mouth and smile.

"I'm going to cook for Fu Bo tomorrow afternoon, do you have any suggestions?" Jiang Xiaoyan crossed his legs and gulped on jelly, and responded inadvertently, but his eyes were already rolling, he didn't know what dishes suited their tastes, but it was a little difficult for him to cook today's dishes.

"Do they have any taboos?" Jiang Xiaoyan picked up another piece of dessert, Liu Nanfeng glared at the brightly colored melt-in-the-mouth dessert in her hand, and took a big mouthful of noodles in anger.

"Probably not, but tomorrow my family will also come over for dinner, coriander and leeks can't appear, and durian. "They are not picky eaters, just look at Liu Nanfeng's foodie attributes.

"It's still light and nutritious, fish and shrimp, didn't you teach you to make crystal shrimp dumplings before, they should love to eat them." You don't know how to make Chinese pastries, just make Western ones, but I look at the cage drawer, the Fubo family should like antique furniture, antique kitchenware and antique cuisine, Western desserts are combined with Chinese fresh flavors and can also relieve greasy ......"

Liu Nanfeng stretched, sat down beside her, and picked up a cigarette casually.

"What are you bothered about?" Jiang Xiaoyan turned on the news and patted his leg to let him sleep, Liu Nanfeng put down the cigarette again and habitually lay on her lap.

"How do you know I ......"

"Because you don't like to smoke!" Jiang Xiaoyan said casually, his right hand was still pressed by the remote control to change the channel, and his left hand was on his chest. Liu Nanfeng looked at her chin and reached out to pinch it.

"How do you know?" Liu Nanfeng was strange, was she observing him?

"Life will make you look the way you are. What Jiang Xiaoyan said seemed to make a lot of sense, but he didn't know what she was like, so what about her, did she really know him?