It seems to have the quiet and warmth of childhood, just like the picking spot in a landscape painting, and there is a smell of fireworks that do not belong to the world.

All the way down the stairs with bare white and tender feet, just arrived on the first floor, there was no illusion of fireworks in the world, and was instantly denied by a burst of oil smoke. In the slightly open living room window, a faint autumn breeze sent a thick fumes to her nose.

The smoke was so big that it was almost choking!

From the staircase to the entrance, you will pass through the kitchen and then the dining room.

The question is, who's in the kitchen now? Is it Yu Zexiao? No, Yu Zexiao doesn't know how to cook at all.

Or is it - what Aunt Wang?

Oh my God, if it's Aunt Wang, she's dressed like this, won't it be over!

Although the smell of the oil smoke is a little bigger, it is still extremely attractive to a person who has been overexercised.

With a red face, she was tired and hungry, and her sour body made her refuse to reminisce about how Yu Zexiao exhausted her physical strength last night, and walked to the living room step by step, the thin and cool floor made her smooth feet feel stimulated, she was like a swan stepping on thin ice, carefully skimming, and was about to sneak over,

When she passed by the kitchen, she was startled by a sudden "bang" sound, and she couldn't help but look back.

This look almost didn't surprise her!

It's the sound of a spatula colliding with an iron pot, it's the sound of a dish cooking, it's the sound of someone cooking—

And the man who cooks is Yu Zexiao?!

Jian Anning rubbed her eyes in disbelief, blinked and blinked, she was completely frightened by the picture she saw, and she was also shocked by the picture in front of her!

Yu Zexiao, who is extremely clean, has never worn such a "tasteless" Yu Zexiao, who actually stays in the kitchen and cooks?!

In the kitchen, a tall and handsome man, with a perfect face, scattered hair, simple casual clothes, a somewhat ridiculous blue apron, holding a spoon and a shovel.

However, there was a bewildered glint on the man's face, and at his feet, there was an overturned pan, and there was something black in it, like - a completely carbonized egg, burned black, and looked extremely pitiful.

"Strange, shouldn't it be like this?" Yu Zexiao frowned, and was about to clean up the messy kitchen when he saw her standing at the door.

The handsome face was stunned at first, and then looked to the side a little shyly, perhaps because he felt that he had made too much trouble in the kitchen and had not done anything, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Ze, Zexiao? Are you doing early? ”

No wonder she was surprised, if she was in the kitchen now, even if it was Situ Xuan, she would be more normal than Yu Zexiao!

"I'm ........." is what he's planning to do early. This morning, Jian Anning was "tired" by him and couldn't get up, but he was refreshed. When he woke up, he couldn't bear to wake him up when he saw her quiet sleeping face.

Nie Annie scolded him for not being mature and considerate enough, and he was actually reflecting. In addition to being considerate and caring in small things, he also needs to do something more meaningful.

At this point, he took advantage of Jian Anning's lack of getting up this morning, and he specially consulted Mo Siyu, who is known as "a thousand people", and the proposition was: "How to reflect a man's maturity and thoughtfulness."