After breakfast, Jiang Miao climbed back into bed and fell asleep, and when she opened her eyes, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

She rummaged through the kitchen and found that the refrigerator was still the same as the last use, picked and threw away the broken ones, looked for clothes to change, and took the keys on the shoe rack to the supermarket to buy some new food.

Jiang Miao stood in the kitchen for a long time, looked at the time, estimated that it was almost time to get off work, and called Guan Zhong with his mobile phone.

She thought very simply, since Guan Zhong was planning to take her in, she would cook and eat alone, and adding one more Guan Zhong would be nothing more than adding a handful of rice.

But although she thought so, when she was really cooking, Jiang Miao was still accidentally gorgeous, and the ingredients of three dishes and one soup were laid out on a kitchen table.

Jiang Miao called Guan Zhong while pondering that Guan Zhong likes to drink mushroom soup, he made clear water mushrooms last time, so if he can't change to fresh meat mushroom soup this time?

She was thinking about it when the phone was connected, and Guan Zhong was obviously a little noisy: "Hey? ”

"Hey, I'm Jiang Miao."

"I know, something?" Guan Zhong answered the phone while following the general manager of the company to go out, today finally determined the sample revision, tomorrow the goods will be delivered directly to the press conference site, you can rest assured to wait for the official holding of the new product launch conference the day after tomorrow.

After working for so many days, everything finally came to an end, and the general manager was in a good mood, beckoning Guan Zhong to plan to go out for dinner together, have a meal and sing songs, and relax and relax.

"What time will you be back in the evening?" Jiang Miao held the mobile phone between her shoulders and put the prepared fish head into the oil pot, intending to oil the fish head.

"Snort~!"

Guan Zhong listened to the sound from his mobile phone, and was slightly stunned: "Are you cooking?" ”

"Oops! Scald me! Jiang Miao turned over the fish with a shovel with two hearts, and one was accidentally splashed with oil, and screamed in pain.

"Are you alright?" Guan Zhong originally deliberately lowered his voice, but when he heard Jiang Miao exclaim, he couldn't help but raise his voice in a hurry.

The general manager, who was walking beside him, turned his head to look over.

"It's okay, it's oily! What time will you be home? I have to calculate the time to cook, otherwise it won't taste good when it's cold. ”

"I have a dinner in the evening, I may have to go back later, or you ......" Guan Zhong's refusal suddenly stuck in his throat when he heard the sound of stir-frying on his mobile phone, and he was a little speechless.

"Little tube! How? What about your family waiting for you to go back for dinner? The general manager smiled and turned his head to Guan Zhong and said.

Guan Zhong was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, Jiang Miao's voice suddenly raised from his mobile phone

"What! You're not going home for dinner! I even made you two specialty dishes! ”

Guan Zhong listened to Jiang Miao naturally say that he should go home for dinner, and those two simple words went around in his heart before slowly dissipating.

He felt that a somewhat cold corner of his heart seemed to be stuffed into a warm thing all of a sudden, and it began to warm up a little bit from the top of his heart.

The general manager approached Guan Zhong, listened to the complaints coming from the mobile phone, and couldn't help but smile understandingly: "What? Your girlfriend urged you to go home? ”

Guan Zhong saw that the phone was heard, so he didn't deny it anymore, holding the microphone and nodding with a smile: "I've made a meal, wait for me to go home and eat." ”

The general manager looked at him enviously: "How good, it's a busy day, and you can still have a hot meal when you go home, okay, then you go back quickly, I just go back early to rest." ”

Guan Zhong hesitated: "Then how can it be done?" ”

The general manager smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Go back quickly, don't make people wait." ”

Guan Zhong nodded, and the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc: "Okay, I'll go first." ”

Guan Zhong almost galloped back to his home with the speeding line all the way, he drove into the gate of the community, and saw from a distance that his home was always dark in the window, with bright white lights.

He parked the car in the garage and walked slowly up the steps of the doorway, and stood outside the door, listening to his own pounding heartbeat.

How long has it been since I've felt so excited about coming home?

He held the key and opened the door, and suddenly a warm warmth came to his face.

Once inside, he changed his shoes and closed the door, which made a noise as it closed.

"You're back!"

Guan Zhong stood at the gate in slippers, looking at Jiang Miao, who poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at him with a smile on his face, and his heart was a little damp.

Jiang Miao held the spatula in her hand and gestured to Guan Zhong: "It's going to be ready to eat soon." With that, he shrank and disappeared into the kitchen door.

Guan Zhong looked at the re-empty doorway, and suddenly panicked, almost trotting to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong aroma of vegetables, and he watched Jiang Miao wearing home clothes, wearing a red plaid apron, skillfully stir-frying the dishes in the pot, and his heart was very warm and comfortable.

Guan Zhong leaned over, looked at the plate of tomato shrimp on the table, and suddenly felt his index finger move, he reached out and picked one up and threw it into his mouth, chewing it: "It's so delicious!" ”

swallowed the shrimp into his stomach, he reached out and was about to take it again, but Jiang Miao slapped the back of his hand with chopsticks: "Go and wash your hands!" It's dirty! ”

Guan Zhong raised his head, and looked at Shang Jiang Miao's complaining little eyes, his heart couldn't help but ripple, he smiled and squinted his eyes and agreed: "I'll go wash it." ”

Guan Zhong finished washing his hands, returned to the kitchen, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Miao childishly: "Oh, I've finished washing my hands, can I eat this time?" ”

Jiang Miao glanced down and raised her eyebrows: "I have found you good home clothes on the bedroom bed, hurry up and change it, and come over to prepare for dinner." ”

Guan Zhong nodded and walked to the bedroom, opened the door, he looked at the lounge clothes neatly placed on the bed, and then looked at the extra magazines on the bedside table, and the half-open wardrobe,

Jiang Miao's clothes next to his suit.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but feel another ripple in his heart, and he suddenly had an illusion, as if he and Jiang Miao were originally the most ordinary couple, living together every day.

He reached out and picked up his home clothes, held them in his hands, and closed his eyes, feeling that everything in front of him was so unreal, and so just touching the softest corner of his heart.

Guan Zhong changed into home clothes and returned to the kitchen, Jiang Miao smiled and beckoned him to sit down at the dining table.

Steaming three dishes and one soup, Guan Zhong's gaze shifted from the dish to Jiang Miao's face.

Because she was busy cooking, Jiang Miao's long dark brown hair was casually coiled behind her head, and the two strands of broken hair on her sideburns fell down, which looked particularly moving.

The white, tender and smooth face was dyed a faint pink because of the heat of the stir-fry, Guan Zhong looked at her homely dress, and his eyes couldn't help but become softer.

Jiang Miao grinned at him: "Taste it while it's hot, it's delicious or not." ”

Guan Zhong stretched out his chopsticks and took a piece of chopped pepper fish head into his mouth, and the spicy and delicious fish meat slid down his stomach, and the fiery temperature instantly warmed his whole body.

Guan Zhong looked at Jiang Miao gently: "It's delicious." ”

Jiang Miao smiled a little proudly, and said a little ostentatiously: "People who have eaten my cooking say so." ”

Guan Zhong smiled a little dotingly, reached out and took the soup bowl, and helped Jiang Miao fill a bowl: "Well, it's really delicious." ”

For this dinner, Guan Zhong didn't stop his chopsticks until he couldn't eat, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the remaining food on the table: "Keep it for me, I'll continue to eat tomorrow morning." ”

Jiang Miao responded with a smile, like all cooks who cooked and watched others eat sweetly, she felt very happy and in a good mood.