199. NO201 Rongjue's gentle offensive

He had already made the vase, turned around and said to himself, "Ah, by the way, Miss An hasn't eaten breakfast yet, right?" ”

"Huh, what are you talking about, you're going to make me breakfast?"

Seeing her appearance, he nodded playfully: "Miss An doesn't believe that I can cook? ”

Wen Wen was stunned again: "You specialize in cooking?"

She wanted to ask why, for whom, but when the words came to her lips and she swallowed them back into her stomach, she decided: since she could not get rid of him, and he was so cheeky that he was completely ignorant, she should simply let him do what he wanted.

Nuan hurriedly returned to the bedroom to change into a set of conservative and convenient casual clothes, and called Ye Tianhao while changing clothes.

The phone was quickly connected, and she seemed very anxious, and said in an uninhibited tone: "Ye Tianhao, why did you tell him my address? Do you know that he personally found the apartment!"

"I know, but I can't help it, he calls you and asks for your address, just to suspect that you are sick, and besides, even if I don't tell him, he wants to find you, and he can find your address. ”

Hearing this, Wen Wen couldn't help but be stunned.

Ye Tianhao's analysis is right, if Rong Jue had the heart to investigate her, he would have known her residence a long time ago, so why did Ye Tianhao answer? It was just to take this opportunity to test it, or just to say hello politely so that they could be prepared.

Speaking of psychological preparation, Wen Wen remembered one thing, and said angrily: "In this case, why don't you tell me in advance, so that I can be prepared!"

"I called, but you didn't answer. ”

Nuan was stunned again, took down the phone and looked at the screen, sure enough, there were three missed calls, she remembered that it must have been Ye Tianhao who called when she was taking a shower, so she missed it.

Alas~~~~

Since things have developed like this, there is only one way to meet it, fortunately, the red bumps on her body have subsided, otherwise he would have seen the flaws.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Wen walked out of the bedroom again to find the wicked man in the kitchen busy in the kitchen.

She deliberately put on an extremely serious and serious expression and said, "Mr. Rong, in fact, you really don't have to be like this, I can go out for breakfast." ”

"How's that going to work? The breakfast outside wasn't clean. ”

"It bothers me that you do this, after all...... After all, you have a fiancΓ©e and I have a boyfriend, isn't it good for us to be alone in a room like this?"

He shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly and smiled, "It's Miss An who thinks too much, as for what others think, it's someone else's business, I don't care." What's more, your address was told to me by Mr. Ye himself, and even he doesn't mind, so what do you have to worry about?"

How could she not be worried? Her instinct told her that the longer she stayed in the apartment, the worse it would be!

Seeing that she didn't speak, Rong Jue continued to explain: "I heard Mr. Ye say that you are sick, so I prepared a bouquet of flowers to visit you. Anyway, you're my guide, and if you're sick at home, won't my expedition be postponed?"

"......" He seemed to be right, and he suddenly choked warmly and couldn't say anything to refute.

Seeing this, he asked again: "I heard that women like flowers, if you put such a bouquet of flowers at home, your mood will become better, doesn't Miss An like it?"

He asked suddenly, and Wen Wen was a little confused, "Uh, no, I like it." Just ......"

"It's just that I'm the one who doesn't like to give flowers, right?" he turned suddenly, his half-joking tone became a little serious, and his smiling eyes became deeper.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ No, Mr. Yung, that's not what I meant," a thin layer of sweat felt on his warm forehead, "I just ...... Because it's only been a short time since chuang, it's not very suitable for meeting guests, if you really have something to find me, can you please change the time......? Shall we meet outside in the afternoon?"

She tried to convince him, but he said to himself, "Do you know that you have just gotten up? ”

With that, he walked straight to the refrigerator, opened the door, took out a few eggs from it, and asked, "What do you want to eat? poached eggs or omelets?"

Poached eggs, omelets, when did he learn to make these?

Warm Mind began to run the train, and before he could fully digest what Rong Jue said before, his series of questions had made Warm Soul unable to resist: "Huh? What did you say?"

She was stunned, not knowing what to answer for a while, but the man had already made a decision for her: "Since you don't answer, then I'll make an omelet." ”

"Wait, wait, wait! Mr. Rong, I haven't promised you yet, you ......"

Before she finished her words, she saw Rong Jue raise the egg in her hand, knock and knock lightly on the edge of the bowl three times, the egg shell was easily broken by him, and the fresh egg yolk and egg liquid slipped into the bowl that had been prepared.

She opened her mouth wide and didn't know what to say for a while, but the wicked man, as if he hadn't seen her face, handed her the bowl full of egg wash, and said with a smile on his face, "Help me crack the eggs, remember, beat gently." ”

Warm and frightened and angry, he gritted his teeth and burst out: "Mr. Rong, I'm not hungry now!"

As soon as Wen Wen finished speaking, a strange "cooing" sound came out of her stomach, obviously, Rong Jue also heard it, and he said jokingly: "You must be hungry now." ”

In an instant, the warm face turned red.

She hurriedly turned her back and kept stirring the blender in her hand, because the movement was too chaotic and too fast, the egg liquid was about to be stirred out of the bowl by her, Rong Jue saw it and hurriedly walked over and held her wrist, "Ho Ho, don't be too anxious, you can't stir so vigorously when making an omelet." ”

The rapid stirring in his hand stopped, and he was shocked by his gaffe, his hands froze, holding the bowl in his left hand and the blender in his right hand, and he was stunned for a long time.

And the big palm he held her wrist did not let go, still holding her tightly, and she felt that the big palm on her wrist was like a soldering iron, ironing her skin, and it began to itch slightly.

Seeing the blush that gradually appeared on her face again, as expected, he smiled: "I see, now I don't need to make omelets, let's just make fried rice with omelets." ”

Fry...... When did he learn to make omelette?!

Warm looked up at him in shock, and he casually took the chopsticks from her hand, stirred them confidently, and then expertly poured them into the frying pan, which flew in the pan.

At this moment, everything seems to have returned to the time of a year ago, when she deliberately lost her temper to eat the food he cooked in order to get rid of him, and the appearance of his reluctant tantrum was still fresh in his memory, and now, he was in front of his eyes, doing what he had done, and his heart couldn't help throbbing again.

She sat down slowly at the dining table, looking at his busy back in a daze, as if in a dream......

After a while, he came over with a plate of fried rice with fried eggs, the eggs were fried golden and buttery, and it could be seen that the person who cooked it often cooked, but she couldn't understand that he, the heir of the dignified Rong family, hated cooking so much, why, and when did he start refining such cooking skills?

He served two bowls of fried rice, also served them to the table, and asked, "Miss An, I haven't eaten it yet, don't you mind if I eat with you?"

Her mind was still in a trance, and she nodded without thinking about what he said.

He really ate it, and she just stared at him, but the fried rice on his plate didn't move, Rong Jue frowned and looked at her: "You can eat some too, I heard your stomach screaming, if you don't eat breakfast, you will get stomach problems." ”

Wen Wen pursed her lips: "I...... Not hungry. ”

He put down the dishes and chopsticks, put on a pollution-free smile, and said, "At least eat a few bites, it will make me feel a little more comfortable, and it will not be in vain for me to make a breakfast for Miss An." ”

After a slight pause, he suddenly realized, "Or is Miss An afraid that I have drugged this fried rice?"

Warm shook her head: "No, no, I didn't mean that." ”

"What does that mean?"

"Yes......" came to his lips, but he couldn't say it. Nonsense, how could she say it, because she felt that he was too attentive and too gentle, and this behavior made her feel more dangerous!

But after thinking about it, she was indeed hungry, she didn't have to get along with her stomach, right? Besides, Ye Tianhao knew that Rong Jue was coming to her, and he would definitely send someone to guard quietly, even if something really happened, he should find a way to save the emergency, right?

Thinking of this, she simply let go, picked up a spoon and picked up a piece of fried egg and took a bite, the taste was light and moderate, and there was a synthesis of rice grains, so it was not greasy, and a little green onion and ham were added, which was indeed full of color and flavor.

Seeing that she finally took a bite and showed a satisfied face, a comfortable smile finally appeared on Rong Jue's face, he pursed his lips and smiled and got up, took a larger soup bowl, scooped some seaweed and egg drop soup into the bowl, and put it on the table.

He said carefully: "I saw that you had some seaweed in your kitchen, so I made soup with egg mixture, I think it may be more tiring to eat fried rice in the morning, and it should be better to drink some of this." Come, I'll serve you a bowl. ”

Knowing that it was very dangerous to get along with him like this, but the warmth still couldn't refuse, she took the bowl from his hand uncontrollably with both hands, and took a small sip, the taste was extremely light, which was exactly the taste she liked.

"How's it going?" he stared eagerly into her eyes.

She nodded and said, "Well, it's delicious." ”

He seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at her and took another big sip, and then asked unhurriedly: "I saw a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator just now, presumably Miss An also cooks often, Miss An wants to learn cooking skills with me?"