Chapter 202: The standard configuration of the male protagonist

It was an hour later when I returned to the villa after the run. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

After taking a shower, I went down to the first floor, I was already so hungry that my chest was against my back, and for the first time, I consumed so much physical strength, and my whole body was like a doll without electricity, completely wilted.

The boss sat on a chair in the dining room and waited for me, although the posture was a little lazy, but it could be seen that he was refreshed, although I was weak, I was still a little uncontrollable and my heartbeat was a little faster, and at the same time, I was also very psychologically unbalanced and envious of him.

Being handsome is an advantage, even if I haven't changed a piece of clothing for more than half a month, it doesn't make people feel aesthetically tired, but just casually poses to make people look more and more excited, so that I can't look at him for a long time every time, I'm afraid that I will accidentally forget myself, and he will make fun of him after discovering it.

I couldn't help but sigh that if it weren't for the forty-nine day period, it would be good to be a ghost, no matter how much exercise I had, I would be refreshed, I wouldn't have to sweat, I wouldn't have to take a shower, I wouldn't have to gasp, and I wouldn't be as hungry as I was.

"Are you hungry?"

He asked me as if he had read through my thoughts, and there was a deep concern in his eyes and tone.

I can't help but feel happy in my heart, according to the plot of the romance drama, when the boyfriend asks the beloved girl with this kind of caring eyes and tone, it means that he will make a hearty breakfast for her non-stop.

After all, being handsome and able to cook is the standard for a male protagonist.

I hurriedly changed into the pity that the heroine should show at this time, gently pressed my stomach with my weak hand, winked at him, and then said in a voice that was as soft as a breeze scratching my ears:

"People are so hungry. ”

By breezy scratching my ears, I mean that even my own ears are tickled by the tone of this sentence.

Then I looked at him expectantly.

"Oh, let's make breakfast then, I'm hungry too. ”

Huh? He meant that I was going to make my own breakfast?

I suspected I had misheard, and looked at him in bewilderment, and then saw him reach out to me and make a gesture of invitation in the direction of the kitchen, proving that I had heard correctly.

There was a smile in his eyes, and there was a forced smile in his voice, as if he was proud that he had succeeded in his treacherous plan again.

I'm a psychological gap.,A heart immediately becomes cold.,It turns out that romance novels are all deceptive.,Not all male protagonists are considerate kitchen gods.,At least the ghost in front of me is a hateful.、I don't know what thoughtfulness is except for fooling people.。

Moreover, what are you hungry for, you ghost who opens your eyes and talks nonsense, this is simply a clear fraud.

Usually he guesses what I think about a little bit of thought, and I think that even if I misunderstand what he means today, at least my words are still very suggestive.

I decided to make it clear, I didn't want him to succeed.

"Boss, I heard that if a boyfriend can make a loving breakfast for his girlfriend, such a boyfriend is the cutest, most man, and most pleasing to girls, and you also ate the one I made yesterday, it should be difficult to swallow. ”

Speaking of being hard to swallow, I sighed in my heart, in fact, I didn't have to ask him to do it, but the word was how I felt after eating the noodles I made yesterday, and I really didn't want to feel it again.

He touched his chin and pretended to think about it seriously.

"Well, that makes sense, but I seem to have another identity besides my boyfriend, I remember I'm still someone's boss, and I've never heard of a boss cooking for an employee, right, little employee? ”