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Her pitiful skill in cooking porridge was taught by Jiang Jin, and the errand of Yuji was not so easy, unlike those who sat in the office from 9 to 5; Worried that she was often away from home, Jiang Jin taught her the easiest way to cook porridge.

That is to put in what you want to eat, add seasonings, and cook it, although it will not taste too good, but at least it will not starve to death.

There are no people in this world who will never know how to cook, it's just that Cui Yuyan doesn't want to learn, a mixed porridge is enough, and there is no need to learn more cooking.

She is currently single and has yet to meet the person who willingly picks up a spatula.

She thought she had one, but maybe she didn't have zài anymore.

She has been busy for half an hour, she came out with hot porridge, usually when she is alone in the apartment, she will not cook her own stomach, but now she cooks by herself, to take care of other people's stomachs.

This made Cui Yuyan feel that she had been too harsh on herself all the time. Every time you arrive at a meal, if you are not hungry, you will actively ignore it, and if you are hungry, you can order a quick snack or find a cookie to fill your stomach.

Jiang Jin also couldn't get used to her irregular meals, so she pulled her hair and forced her to learn how to wash rice, boil porridge, and see if the heat didn't stick to the pot.

Cui Yuyan saw that she cared so much about herself, but she took the time to learn, but rarely cooked for herself.

Walking out of the living room, she put the boiling porridge on the dining table in the living room, but she didn't see Fang Haochen; The villa is so big, three stories high, and it occupies a lot of land, she didn't look at how many rooms there were, but in such a big place, only one person lives. No matter how luxurious it is, it will only feel eerie and terrifying.

In contrast, she felt that her small two-bedroom apartment was very suitable.

After a while, she heard the faint sound of footsteps, she followed and looked over and saw Fang Haochen coming over. Just took a shower. My hair was wet, and I could tell that I had just shaken the water and didn't wipe it with a towel at all. The drops of water at the ends of his hair condensed into drops and smashed on his body; Just wore a pair of loose shorts, shirtless, and a natural expression.

Seemingly. Usually after taking a shower at home, he is also dressed like this.

Cui Yuyan just glanced at it. Just looked away, although Fang Haochen was in good shape, and a few abdominal muscles could be seen faintly, it didn't mean that she was hungry like a wolf. A feast for the eyes.

A shirtless man, she hasn't seen it before, and she has filmed so many rival scenes. is basically a handsome guy in the circle, and she has been in contact with it. So just one Fang Haochen is nothing.

Fang Haochen picked up the towel hanging around his neck, wrapped it in his hair, wiped it indiscriminately, rubbed his originally soft hair into a chicken nest, and threw the towel on the armrest of the sofa; The way he looks at home now is really different from the people he usually looks like in the company.

"Cooked?"

He walked over and took a look, not knowing what was on his face, and then took a step back, not intending to make a move.

Because he didn't know what this pot was.

The whole pot of porridge has a soy sauce color, and in addition to boiled rice grains, there are also sliced hot dogs, frangipani, greens, bacon, and even a handful of Italian rice portions, which is a terrible hodgepodge.

"What is this?"

For a moment, Fang Haochen wondered if she wanted to poison herself, but then she changed her mind and it seemed to be more valuable to please him than to poison him.

"Porridge."

Cui Yuyan said while not forgetting to nod, in fact, she is still very good to Fang Haochen, usually she just cooks some white porridge for herself, but now she is helping the boss cook porridge, it must not be as simple as white porridge; Thinking of this, she opened the refrigerator, found out everything she could find, and then put it in it and cooked it together, which was much richer than white porridge.

It's just that the appearance is not very good-looking.

"So you define this kind of thing as porridge."

He said sarcastically, and sat down on the side, leaning back in his chair, not intending to move; Even if he was hungry, hungry, and in a bad mood, he still didn't plan to risk his stomach.

Looking at the fruits of her hard work, in exchange for such a sentence, she endured the cheerful green tendons on her forehead, took the initiative to scoop a bowl of full and smoking porridge, handed it to him, and said menacingly: "Eat it." ”

"Don't."

Fang Haochen looked at the bowl of soy sauce-colored porridge in front of him, mixed with all kinds of strange ingredients, if it was just hot dog bacon, it would not be a pleasant thing to find Italian rice in the porridge.

"Fang Haochen, I sue you, don't force me to pour it."

She put so much effort into it, and she couldn't even get such a good treatment for herself, she dared not appreciate it, believe it or not, she splashed it on his head every minute.

"On the body, you don't have an advantage."

Fang Haochen is iron-hearted, he will never touch this pot of strange things, he would rather be hungry and never order takeout; But a place like the one he lives in is not far away, there are layers of guards guarding it, and the security system is very good.

"How can there be no advantage."

Cui Yuyan said not to be outdone, she was standing, Fang Haochen was sitting, although her strength could not be compared, but she had the advantage of location, and no one would want to see her hard work and be easily despised by a word.

"Don't make a fuss, it's hot."

Fang Haochen dodged for a while, but he didn't succeed, he sat on a chair, behind him was a mahogany shelf, on which were placed some decorative ceramics, and the fulcrum was not very stable.

"If you know it's hot, give it to me, I won't treat myself so hard, so no matter what, you have to pour it on me."

Cui Yuyan felt that the reason why Fang Haochen kept getting an inch was because she was too tolerant, no matter how many things she did that disgusted her, she had been silently enduring, and now she dared to dislike what she cooked, even if it was pig food, she had to let him eat it today.

"Don't."

He resolutely twisted his head to the side, under the influence of Great Britain, he would never even touch preserved eggs, chicken feet and internal organs, let alone this bowl of strange things.

Seeing him like this, Cui Yuyan was angry in her heart, regardless of whether he was her boss or not, grabbed his wrist and wanted to stuff the bowl in his hand, the ceramic bowl was not insulated, she was uncomfortable in her hand, and wanted to stuff it quickly.

Seeing her forced over, Fang Haochen instinctively stepped back and hit the mahogany shelf behind the chair.

Cui Yuyan saw the mahogany shelf shake twice, and then a white light flashed, and before she could react to what was knocked down and fell, Fang Haochen reacted quickly and reached out to push her away, and then caught the falling thing steadily.

She was holding the hot porridge in her hand, without any defense, the bowl in her hand was knocked over by Fang Haochen, a beautiful tumbling arc, the whole bowl of porridge was overturned, most of it was sprinkled on the back of her hand, and half of it was sprinkled on the wooden floor.

"Hiss......"

Cui Yuyan gasped, her hand stiffened in mid-air, she was very strange that she didn't deal with the back of her scalded hand immediately, but instead focused all her attention on what Fang Haochen was catching.

It is a music box crystal ball, and after shaking, the snowflakes inside fill the entire crystal ball, and I have to admit that it is really beautiful. (To be continued)