Haicheng in July is already hot like a big steamer, and everyone can't wait to hide in the air-conditioned room and not come out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Yingying went out with her bag on her back, took the subway and squeezed the bus, and arrived at the villa.

She ran to the third floor first, tinkered in an empty room until six o'clock, went to the supermarket to carry two large bags of vegetables and fruits, and then worked in the kitchen to prepare a few dishes.

Look at the time, Guan Mufeng is coming back. She wiped the sweat from her face and ran to the door to stand, looking forward to the intersection.

The car slowly drove into the corner, Guan Mufeng was in the back seat, habitually raising his eyes to look at the door of the house, and sure enough, there was a figure standing. His calm eyebrows and eyes were instantly gentle, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

As soon as he got out of the car, the figure trotted to his side, took the briefcase in his hand, greeted him into the door, and waited for him to change his shoes and undress, extremely thoughtful and courteous.

This kind of treatment started the day after he gave Qiao Yingying a tablet, Guan Mufeng was a little funny, watching her go around in the living room kitchen like a little spinning top, and set the meal.

"Sir, it's time to eat!" Qiao Yingying called crisply.

Even though it was already past eight o'clock in the night, she was still sweating hot after standing at the door for a while, and fine beads of sweat hung on her little face.

Guan Mufeng walked over, pulled out a few pieces of paper, and gently wiped her sweat.

"It's so hot, don't wait at the door next time. He said softly.

Qiao Yingying pursed her lips and didn't speak, only looked at him with a smile.

Seeing her show such an expression, Guan Mufeng couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

During this time, Qiao Yingying was more obedient and well-behaved than before, serving tea and pouring water, living and eating, all of which were fine.

But whenever there is something I don't want to agree to, I will show this look. The face is well-behaved, and next time it will be the same, and it will be tried again and again.

"Let's eat. Guan Mufeng didn't persuade her much, and the two sat down at the table and began to eat.

The weather is hot and her appetite is difficult to quench, so Qiao Yingying has put a lot of effort into her diet.

On the table is a plate of vinegared lotus root, scrambled eggs with green peppers, whitebait egg custard, shredded edamame beef, and a bowl of vegetarian winter melon soup.

Her cooking skills are not what they used to be, and she no longer needs Guan Mufeng's guidance to cook, and she can occasionally surprise him.

"Sir, today's egg custard is steaming just right, you can eat more. Qiao Yingying's face was smiling.

Guan Mufeng scooped a spoonful and tasted it.

"Not bad. He nodded and complimented.

Qiao Yingying happily browled her eyebrows, and handed him another bowl of winter melon soup.

"Sir, drink some soup, I've cooled it down, and it's just right to drink. ”

Guan Mufeng took the soup, took a sip, and nodded again.

Qiao Yingying was even more happy, and gave him another scrambled egg with chopsticks.

In this way, Guan Mufeng tasted all the dishes, and everything was very suitable for his taste, and he couldn't help but feel relieved and emotional.

From just being able to make noodles to today's meal, God knows what he's been through as a taster.

"Well, it's all done well, and it's time to get out of the school. He said with a smile.

"Really?" Qiao Yingying, who had been praised, smiled, her heart was full of joy, her big eyes fluttered, she put down the dishes and chopsticks and made a gesture to Guan Mufeng, and her eyebrows and eyes curved, "It's all Mr. who teaches well." ”

Guan Mufeng was stunned for a moment, and then the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Speaking of which, I taught you such a thing, and it seems that I haven't paid your tuition," he said with a deliberate frown.

Qiao Yingying was stunned, staring at him with big eyes, and her heart beat a drum: What should I do if my husband wants to charge tuition?

"Hmm... How much should I receive?" he continued, glancing at Qiao Yingying, who was looking nervous, and a smile flashed.

"Sir, let's eat first, otherwise it won't taste good if it's cold." Qiao Yingying suddenly changed the topic, put a lot of vegetables in his bowl, and then buried herself in the rice, not giving him a chance to speak.

Guan Mufeng bent the corners of his lips, and stopped teasing her, concentrating on eating.