Ding Qingshi grabbed his messy hair, got up and dragged the quilt, returned to the door of the studio, opened the mobile phone at the foot of the door, looked at the displayed time, and suddenly became frizzy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to sleep more, she will be lazy, which is also one of the reasons why she chose to take the risk of living in Jinding. She'll wake up automatically at seven o'clock. You really don't need to talk too much about the ugly girl who rebelled for the sake of beauty.

"I'm going to bed late and getting up late and my body is better than you, what time is it, please keep your eyes open, comrade, it's only half past six, half past six, not half past seven, I got up so early to steal cattle." ”

"However, my breakfast has been prepared, and it is cold, and eating it is not good for my stomach. ”

Ning Che had a perfect image of a man, he didn't sleep well, plus he was excited, he couldn't sleep when he woke up at three o'clock in the morning, got up and went to the living room to watch Ding Qingshi, and he moved around and rolled around for an hour before going downstairs to prepare a love breakfast.

"It's too summery, what's cold, eh? Breakfast, you've already made it! Haven't I had time to replace parts in my electric soup pot?"

Originally, she was going to fix it last night, but she was treated with blood blisters by the well-wisher Comrade Xuanyuan Yu, so that she was reluctant to waste the ointment to work.

How can Comrade Xuanyuan Yu be so good and virtuous, by the way, his family runs a restaurant, so the food should be edible.

"There is a small kitchen for intervals on the ninety-eighth floor, and I borrowed some ingredients from relatives first, and cooked some casually, so don't dislike it. ”

"Oh, I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, I'm not a picky eater, I eat everything. Wait for me to get off and I'll wash up and change my clothes. ”

Comrade Xuanyuan was waiting for her to eat, and she was not good at sleeping, so she kicked the quilt to the door with her foot, took the cleaner's uniform to wear, and went into the bathroom.

"Qingqing, pay attention to the wounds on your hands and don't get too much water. ”

"Got it. ”

Ning Che glanced at the messy quilt by the door, and didn't know whether to be happy and clear in front of him, really not hiding herself, or to be sad that she didn't take him seriously, so she was so heartless and unsophisticated.

Bent down and pick up the quilt and take it to the sofa to tidy it up, it is estimated that she will only tidy up the maintenance tools. Other chores are very untidy. It's a stocking sequelae, well, he's responsible.

Ding Qingshi finished washing and tidying up, and was ready to go to the castle dog house, get some canned dog food for the ugly girl, and give it dog food and biscuits for breakfast.

"Qingqing, the ugly lady has eaten well, let it play in the garden. ”

Nice breakfast for two, no need for multiple light bulbs for the time being.

"No wonder it's so doggy to you early in the morning. ”

The ugly girl actually used the nirvana skills that she hadn't used for a long time on her master for the sake of a beautiful man, and the ugly girl who rebelled should eat a cauldron and stew.

When it comes to the 'small' kitchen of ninety-eight, why is there a kitchen in the boss's office, and the so-called 'small' kitchen is the size of her aunt's bedroom.

There is a considerable difference between her and Comrade Xuanyuan's understanding of the concept of size.

Ding Qingshi didn't explore, spontaneously made it on the dining chair, took Ning Che and scooped a bowl of porridge, the round handle of the spoon, the handle is honest, and it is engraved with a pattern that wants people to pick it up at a glance.

On the small round dining table, breakfast has been arranged, and there are 50 layers of fine silverware and tableware. The designs are all small and chic and warm, and the ones that are displayed in it are early, if they are all from the hands of Comrade Xuanyuan Yu, then he is really a virtuous and good man, and he really has nothing to say.

A large plate of fried Gu Panshengzi fried buns, sprinkled with a little chives and sesame seeds, exudes this strong aroma, and the delicious leek egg pancakes that taste good when you look at them, and there are delicate small steamed buns that can eat one in one bite.

Ding Qingshi swallowed his saliva secretly, although there are not many varieties, but the amount is very full. If you insist on finding fault, the only failure is the pot of porridge that only sees water and no rice, Ding Qingshi picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge that could pour out the water line.

"Xuanyuan Domain, is it that you didn't have enough rice, so you put more water in the thin rice soup?"

It doesn't make sense that everything else is successful, just put so much porridge and water and cook it so thin.

"If the porridge is too thick, it won't taste good. ”

Ning Che remembered the dry multigrain porridge that he remembered very well yesterday, and it was really difficult to cook it.

"That's because you don't eat much, of course it doesn't matter if you only have a small bowl, but I'm going to drink seven or eight bowls, how many times do you think I should run to the bathroom in the morning?"

“...... , Qingqing, I also made other breakfasts, you can eat more. ”

Originally, I wanted to do ten or eight things, but in the end, after thinking about it, I went step by step and only made two of the most ordinary things.

"Then you've finished drinking this pot of rice soup?"

"I can't finish eating. ”

Ning Che looked at the amount, it was only one-fifth of what was in the electric soup pot yesterday, let him eat it alone, it was true that he couldn't finish it, but no one stipulated that he had to finish the porridge.

"That's right, if you can't finish eating, you just need me to solve it, and in the end, it's not me who will bear the consequences. Do you want to throw away the wasted food?"

"What's the matter, I haven't cooked for a long time, and I'm going to improve it next time." ”

Ning Che hurriedly shook his head, and good-natured accepted the shortcomings proposed by Ding Qingshi.

"Mmmm, cook dry next time, endure hunger. ”

Ding Qingshi enjoyed breakfast with satisfaction, ate fried buns and drank rice soup, then ate a bite of egg cakes, touched his conscience and said, it is really delicious, well, a full score of 100 can score 90 points. Porridge buckle 10 points.

Ning Che picked up the tableware and ate elegantly, the sun shone on the wooden dining table, she sat beside him, eating the breakfast he made by himself, with an awkward little disgust for the porridge on her face, but her eyes revealed satisfaction and cheerfulness.

Such a warm atmosphere makes him feel satisfied in life. The disgusted millet porridge was poured into her stomach, perhaps, with a clear appetite, she created her own recipe menu. Ding Qingshi put down the dishes and chopsticks and touched his stomach, maybe the electric soup pot can be repaired for the time being, isn't she injured her hand now.

"Xuanyuan Domain, thank you for your breakfast, I ..... this bowl of chopsticks."

"It's not good to clear your hands yet, I'll wash them later. ”

Ning Che took over the topic of washing dishes very reasonably.

"Heh, thank you, in fact, next time you cook a pot of food, you can wash a few dishes less. I'm really not a picky eater. ”

Ding Qingshi put down the dishes and chopsticks, and clasped her hands together gratefully, she can recuperate from her wounds first, and don't be busy washing the dishes.

"I'm not good at cooking, and I can't cook the kind of food that requires skill in Qingqing. ”

“......”

Ding Qingshi glanced at Comrade Xuanyuan, with a beautiful face that did not lie expression, listening to his words without superfluous emotional fluctuations, is this despising her, or praising her?

Comrade Xuanyuan, a good person, should be praising her, nodded, got up, and went downstairs.

Ning Che raised his black eyes and watched, and the person who fled as fast as the wind under his feet took a moment before turning his head to look at the clear pots and pans on the dining table. Even though she had some understanding of her good appetite, Ning Che still couldn't help but worry, is it really okay to eat so much, can her stomach bear the burden?