When Yue Zitong woke up the next day, he only felt dizzy and weak, which was the sequelae of severe sleep deprivation.

After staring at the ceiling for a long time, Yue Zitong came to a conclusion: Li Nannan is a scumbag, and when it comes to those despicable methods, she, the proud daughter of the sky who has been in the high-level circle of society since she was a child, is by no means his opponent.

It's like eating in a race with a pig, can you eat again, can you compare to a pig?

Zeng Guofan once said: There are three no-fights, no fighting with gentlemen, no fighting with villains, and no fighting with heaven and earth.

Li Nannan is definitely an out-and-out villain, Yue Zitong will only suffer like last night if his brain is in water.

Of course, this matter can't be left like this, Yue Zitong now raised his arm to smell it, as if he could still smell the disgusting smell of stinky feet, when she was taking a bath last night, she almost rubbed the skin off.

Looking for opportunities in the future, there must be opportunities, Mr. Yue still doesn't believe it, with her intelligence, she can't play a scumbag?

Li Nannan, one day I will let you know how good I am, hum, hum!

After enlightening himself in his heart, Yue Zitong finally felt better, turned over and sat up.

After she finished washing up and deliberately applied eye shadow to hide the dark circles under her eyes, she walked out of the bedroom door and showed her true colors as a fair lady with every gesture.

The scum was not in the living room, but there was a clanging sound from the kitchen, and there was a fragrance coming from there, which made Mr. Yue's nose wrinkle slightly, and his index finger moved.

Many girls who are cold and elegant on the surface, or simple and clean to the point of being a mess, in fact, when they are in their own homes, whether it is cooking or hygiene, they are also a mess, especially people like Mr. Yue, who lives alone, have lived independently in this villa for more than two years, and her best meal is the noodles in the clear water.

Oh, and of course a sprinkle of salt.

She had never smelled such a tempting smell of food in her own home.

Scum cooking?

Scum can cook?

Where did the scum get the ingredients for cooking, but I remember very well, the kitchen refrigerator was empty enough to run mice.

Yue Zitong was a little surprised, but also a little expectant, and couldn't help but walk down the stairs quickly and came to the kitchen door.

Li Nannan wore an apron, and wore a hat folded with coated magazine paper on his head, and the funny thing was that on the hat at the back of his head, there was a very attractive beautiful buttocks, which moved as he hummed and shook his head.

He was frying tomatoes and eggs, holding a spoon in his right hand and a frying spoon in his left hand.

Looking at Li Nannan's back, Yue Zitong suddenly thought of a sentence: The appearance of a man when he is working seriously is the cutest.

Li Nannan, who is cooking now, can be regarded as working hard, right?

In particular, the action of this tossy spoon looks like a kind of flowing beauty, with a dusty artistic conception, as if it is not stir-frying, but making a work of art.

Unconsciously, Yue Zitong was fascinated and looked serene, like Mary in Notre Dame.

After Li Nannan fried the tomatoes and eggs, he didn't use a spoon, his left hand flicked slightly, and the red-and-white good-looking dishes flew out of their own right, and landed on the plates on the cupboard without any difference.

"Wairui takes care of it."

Li Nannan snapped his fingers, boasted to himself, turned back, and said with a smile: "Up?" ”

"Well, it's up."

After Yue Zitong nodded, she felt that her tone was so gentle, shouldn't she have a cold face, squinted her eyes, twisted her chin high, turned around and left, and made the scum clearly feel that she was too lazy to pay attention to his arrogance?

"Wait a minute, there's still a plate of stir-fried yam that hasn't been made, you go outside to breathe fresh air first, it's best to smirk at the sun for a few minutes, then you will feel in a good mood all day, this is my experience that I have summed up for many years, and I don't tell him about ordinary people."

Li Nannan chattered, picked up the lid of the rice cooker, and checked the millet porridge that was slowly boiling inside.

Cut, who is rare in your experience?

Yue Zitong wanted to pout her lips and say this, but she didn't say it, even she wondered how she could listen to him, walked out of the living room and stood in the courtyard, closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, and then showed eight teeth to the sun.

There is a book that says that girls who like to laugh are generally not too bad luck.

But the way Mr. Yue smiled at the sun, shouldn't it be very bright and charming, why was he said to be a smirk?

If it weren't for the fact that guy could cook, Mr. Yue would definitely pounce on him and punch and kick him, so that he could see the sharp demeanor of the ace agent!

He was deliberately currying favor with me, hoping that I would raise my hand to him and let him go.

That's it, that's it, for the sake of him being a little useful, I won't fight with a villain, who made me always magnanimous?

Mr. Yue, who was looking at the sun and smiling, was moved by his humility, when Li Nannan's voice came from the living room: "Baby, it's time for breakfast!" ”

This baby, which should be very warm in the ears of a girl, erased the little good impression that Mr. Yue had just raised towards him, and when he turned to look at him again, his pretty face was full of wind and frost, as if he had stood in the open air for a night.

"Auntie, eat, hehe."

After feeling Mr. Yue's sharpness, Li Nannan laughed a few times and shrunk his neck and ran into the kitchen.

Three dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried yams, cold lettuce, red like morning glow, white like clotted fat, green like jade, plus golden scrambled eggs, the four colors reflect each other, even the most unappetizing people will can't help but swallow saliva.

What's more, there is also fragrant millet porridge, and there are more than twenty red fluttering hard-boiled eggs on the plate.

"Auntie, please."

Li Nannan pulled out a chair for Mr. Yue very doggedly, raised his hand and made a gesture of please.

Now he calls Mr. Yue his aunt, which is smooth.

Yue Zitong glanced at him, sat down, frowned and asked, "Why are you boiling so many eggs?" ”

"Of course, it's eating."

Li Nannan picked up the chopsticks and paused at the dining table to answer.

"So much, can you eat?"

"Do you think that others are like you don't call eating, you are feeding the birds - auntie, don't be angry, you are angry early in the morning, and you don't have any good luck all day."

"Hmph."

Yue Zitong snorted lightly, picked up a piece of yam with chopsticks, and was about to put it in his mouth when he suddenly asked, "You didn't spit in the dish, did you?" ”

Li Nannan frowned, and then smiled: "Auntie, you are so smart, you can guess this kind of thing." ”

In fact, as soon as Yue Zi's fairy tale was exported, he regretted it a little.

She felt that her words were very suspicious of blaspheming this busy morning labor, especially after seeing him frown, she even felt guilty, and felt too sorry for others.

But she won't apologize, elders, even if she says something wrong, for the sake of her majesty, she can't apologize to her juniors, as long as she can eat what he cooks, it's the biggest reward for him.

The scumbag's cooking skills are very good, much better than those fat-brained cooks in the company canteen, but the speed at which he eats is like a starving ghost reincarnated, or a pig reincarnated.

Can a normal person eat seventeen or eighteen hard-boiled eggs for breakfast?

Fortunately, he is still a little self-aware, and he only moves half of each dish, and will never throw chopsticks like a chicken throwing food, if he really wants to do that, Mr. Yue's good mood will definitely be lost.

Yue Zitong drank a bowl of gruel in total, ate a hard-boiled egg, and added more than a dozen chopstick dishes, which was already an appetite compared to the usual breakfast.

A lot of times, she doesn't eat breakfast.

When Yue Zitong put down the chopsticks, picked up the napper, and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, he saw Li Nannan pull the rest of her dishes into his bowl, scoop a spoonful of gruel, and start eating it with a snort.

"Y-You eat my leftovers?"

Yue Zitong was a little surprised.

"When I was hungry, I used to grab food from dogs."

Li Nannan replied without raising his head.

"You dare to sarcastically say that I am, yes-"

Yue Zitong was angry again.

After pulling the last bite of the dish into his mouth, Li Nannan put down the bowl and shook his head, and said lightly: "It doesn't mean that, it's just telling the truth." ”

Yue Zitong stopped talking.

She could see from Li Nannan's eyes that he really didn't mean to be sarcastic, he just told the truth, or didn't want to waste a little food.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

Yue Zitong coughed dryly and apologized generously.

"Nothing."

Li Nannan smiled and took out a coin, put it in his palm and stretched it out in front of her.

"What do you mean?"

Yue Zitong frowned slightly, and asked, "What, is this the money I want to buy vegetables?" ”

The refrigerator in her kitchen is empty enough to run mice, and the ingredients used by Li Nannan to make breakfast are, of course, bought from outside.

You have to pay for something, there's nothing to say.

"Hey, thirty or fifty dollars, I haven't seen it yet. Besides, you let me live in your house, and gave me a ragged clothes that you didn't want, why am I embarrassed to ask you for money to buy groceries again? ”

After hearing Li Nannan say this, Yue Zitong wanted to take the case and asked him who had worn unwanted torn clothes, and he didn't even cut off the brand tag!

However, in order to maintain a good mood, Mr. Yue endured: "Then you show me this money, what do you mean?" ”

"Bet it."

"Bet? What to bet on? ”

"In the spirit of ladies first, you can choose whether you want words or flowers, or you can flip a coin. If you lose, you have to go to the pot and wash the dishes, and if you win, you can sit on the sofa and pretend to be an uncle with your legs crossed. ”

Li Nannan's explanation is simple and clear, and easy to understand.

Yue Zitong bit his lip, he didn't expect that he even used a coin toss to solve the problem of washing pots and dishes, which should have been done by him—it was really a scumbag!

Seeing that Mr. Yue's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he looked like he was turning his face at any time, Li Nannan sneered: "Hehe, if you don't agree, forget it, isn't it just a matter of brushing the pot and washing the dishes, it's not a big deal, I'll suffer a loss-"

Yue Zitong stretched out his hand and grabbed the coin, and said coldly: "I will take advantage of you?" ”

Li Nannan didn't speak, raised his hand and made a gesture of please.

"I want it literally."

Yue Zitong said, pinching the thumb of the coin and flicking it, and the coin jumped up and down.

Under the close gaze of both eyes, the coin clanged and landed on the table, shuddering back and forth a few times.

Li Nannan breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with a smile: "Today, I am the uncle." ”