The sky was bright, and Zhao Zixian finally walked out of the kitchen.

This time, he made a medicinal dish called "cartilage noodles", although the recipe is simple, but it is very difficult to operate, and it requires the use of eighteen knives of the divine kitchen to make an effect. Compared with passive medicinal diets such as beer duck, cartilage surface needs to be artificially modified to play a role.

To put it simply, you won't notice any difference after eating this bowl of noodles. Except that the taste is more delicious than the average noodle, there is no magical effect. But in fact, the medicinal effect has already worked, and the bowl of noodles has softened the bones of the eater's face. As long as you put a little force on your face with your hand, you can deform the bones of your face, thus achieving the miraculous effect of changing your appearance.

Of course, if you are not a plastic surgeon, it will be more difficult to rub your face into a barely satisfactory appearance. It's tragic, Zhao Zixian is not a plastic surgeon, so after this surface was done, he spent two or three hours to transform his appearance, and the result was of course unsatisfactory.

No matter how he fiddled with the mirror, the appearance he made was pure crooked melon and cracked jujube compared to his previous appearance. In the end, Zhao Zixian couldn't stand pinching his face like plasticine, so he had to give up.

Fortunately, he changed his appearance to prepare to make trouble instead of picking up girls, so it's not an unacceptable thing to make ugly spots. In addition, the effect of the cartilage surface is only less than an hour, and as soon as the aging period expires, the bones immediately return to normal, and there is no impact on their handsome and chic appearance.

After being busy all night, even with the support of the true spirit of the kitchen god, Zhao Zixian felt a little tired. He also has to go out to make trouble at night, so his main task during the day is to sleep.

My home is a little far away, and if I come out of the house, I will inevitably be noticed by someone who cares, leaving clues. After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Zixian smiled slightly and thought of an excellent place to sleep.

Walking out of the hot pot restaurant, he didn't drive his own Daben, he took a taxi at the door, and Zhao Zixian went straight to the staff apartment of Zhao's hot pot restaurant.

The medicinal effect of the noodles he just ate has passed, and Zhao Zixian is still his original appearance, so he was not stopped when he entered the apartment. The dormitory of the security guards on the first floor is rarely full today, after all, what happened last night, the security measures in the apartment still have to be foolproof.

Early in the morning, these lazy men naturally didn't have the leisure to get up and walk. So Zhao Zixian went all the way unimpeded and came to the second floor. With his memory, he walked to the door of the bright red room, stood at the door and looked left and right like a thief for a moment, making sure that there was no one in the corridor. Zhao Zixian slammed the door lightly and urgently, and that look was simply a man who had gone through a lot of hardships and ran from home to a tryst with his lover.

As a person with good living habits, Yanhong does not like to sleep lazily like other urban white-collar workers. Although Zhao's hot pot restaurant basically has no work in the morning, she will still arrive at the store on time at nine o'clock to arrange everything.

At this time, Yanhong was eating breakfast at home, which was very simple, a glass of milk, two slices of bread and an omelette. Hearing the knock on the door, she looked in the direction of the door suspiciously, this apartment, except for the caretaker, is the first to get up every day, usually those sisters who are waiters will get up reluctantly when she tirelessly knocks on the door.

Early in the morning, others knocked on their doors, and this kind of thing was the first time that Yanhong had encountered it. However, the management system of the apartment is very perfect, and it is impossible for the employees of the hot pot restaurant to come in at all, so Yanhong didn't think much about it.

Opening the door, Yanhong saw an unexpected person standing in the doorway.

Zhao Zixian?

There was a mess of things last night, and Yanhong didn't have the time to think about things between the two. When I came back in the evening, I was a little sweet when I lay in bed.

Now seeing Zhao Zixian appear at the door, Yanhong couldn't help but think of the things that happened to the two of them in this room yesterday that had gone beyond the relationship between ordinary bosses and employees, and her pretty face couldn't help but turn red.

Standing at the door and seeing the comfortable big bed in the room, a wave of sleepiness hit, and Zhao Zixian's upper and lower eyelids couldn't help but start fighting. But the bright red seemed to have lost her soul, and she stood at the door without the slightest intention of letting herself in.

"Is that okay?"

Ran to a single beauty's house early in the morning to sleep in bed, Zhao Zixian also felt that he had done a lot of fucking things, and couldn't help asking. As soon as the words came out, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

How can this situation be the same as the woman in the bath who stood at the door with a small basket after the clock and asked the man lying inside shyly?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zixian couldn't help but straighten his waist, and subconsciously wanted to show the majesty of his boss with a straight face.

At this time, Yanhong smiled "poof", thinking that she also thought of the same scene as Zhao Zixian. This situation made Zhao Zixian's old face flush again.

Yanhong grabbed Zhao Zixian's hand and pulled him in. She poked her head out of the doorway and looked left and right. Perhaps in her mind, Zhao Zixian's behavior was cheating, and she obviously acquiesced in this man's approach.

"I'm so tired, I haven't slept all night, I'll sleep on your side for a while!"

Yanhong looked at Zhao Zixian, who was lazily walking towards the big bed, and felt like a deer was bumping into it: Oh, this Mr. Zhao, how can he be like this, as soon as he came, he wanted to sleep!

"Mr. Zhao, don't do it yet!"

Zhao Zixian turned his head and looked at Yanhong suspiciously, and then seemed to remember something, and a playful smile appeared on his face: "What, there are 'new' things in your bed today that you can't see people?" ”

Zhao Zixian bit the word "new" very hard, and the hooligan made Yanhong grit her teeth with hatred. Of course, she understood the meaning of Zhao Zixian's words, which can also be said to be a fragrant little secret between the two people.

Thinking of this, Yanhong said a little angrily: "You go take a bath first, your body is stinky, I'll get you something to eat!" ”

Yanhong didn't feel it herself, and when she said this, she was like a docile little daughter-in-law.

Although Zhao Zixian waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to, Yanhong still walked to the kitchenware and got busy.

This small single apartment is not large, but the basic living utensils are still available. The kitchen utensils are placed under the windowsill and the small room has an unobstructed view. Zhao Zixian sat comfortably on the edge of the bed like this, watching the beauty make breakfast for herself.

It's a good feeling!

For a moment, Zhao Zixian had a strong desire to possess, which had nothing to do with lust, but he felt that when he was seventy or eighty, this woman could still cook for herself every morning, which was not a very happy thing.

Of course, Yanhong knew that she had a pair of eyes behind her when she was cooking, and a woman's intuition was a more mysterious thing, which could always play a proper role in this kind of place, and as a result, during the whole process, Yanhong felt that her body was crispy and numb, and she never dared to look back.

I made a copy of my breakfast, and after I got it done, Yanhong still didn't look back, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhao, it's done!" ”

As soon as Yanhong finished speaking, she felt a strong male aura wrap herself, and then entered the arms of the man behind her.

"You feed me!"

Zhao Zixian's voice was a bit scoundrel, but his tone was still unquestionable. After speaking, he picked up Yanhong by the waist without saying anything, and at the same time ordered: "Hold the rice!" ”

Yanhong was a little aggrieved, but still served the meal.

Zhao Zixian sat on the edge of the bed with Yanhong in his arms, let Yanhong sit on his lap, and then opened his mouth and looked at Yanhong in a daze.

I don't know why, seeing Zhao Zixian like this, Yanhong, who was a little aggrieved just now because of his domineering, instantly became happy. Then, without Zhao Zixian saying, she pinched the bread and stretched it out to Zhao Zixian's mouth.

"Xiao Zhao, sister feeds you, come!"

Zhao Zixian had just eaten a bite of bread when he heard Yanhong's words like coaxing a child, and he almost choked him.

Seeing Yanhong's playful appearance, Zhao Zixian smiled evilly: "It seems that you still haven't straightened out the relationship!" I don't want you to feed it with your hands! ”

Yan Hong's face immediately turned red, but she still pretended to be stupid and said: "Don't feed it with your hands, use ......"

In the end, her voice was inaudible.

In the end, Yanhong gritted her teeth, tore off a piece of bread with her mouth, and sent it to Zhao Zixian's mouth angrily. Zhao Zixian opened his mouth and bit it, but he bit not only the bread, but also the touching red lips of bright red.

The bright red body trembled slightly, although it was only a light bite, and the pleasure brought was far more exciting than a long wet kiss. Just like that, Yanhong lay down softly in Zhao Zixian's arms, only to feel that it was difficult to lift the piece of bread in her hand.

Zhao Zixian was confused for a while, and blurted out a classic line written by a writer: "Niu'er, I want to sleep with you!" ”

The lips of the two men were getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer......

Suddenly, there was a quick knock on the door, and a beautiful female voice came from outside the house: "Sister Hong, are you there?" It's almost nine o'clock, go to work! ”

The sudden knock on the door destroyed the artistic conception in the room, and Yanhong took the opportunity to break free from Zhao Zixian's arms and said loudly: "I'll come right away!" ”

As she spoke, she hurriedly sorted out her somewhat messy clothes, turned around and made a grimace at Zhao Zixian, and said with a smile: "I'm so stupid, really...... I knew that letting you in would lure the wolf in, but I still let you in! ”

Zhao Zixian: "......"

After speaking, Yanhong stepped briskly and went out of the door, leaving Zhao Zixian alone.

Zhao Zixian smiled, put breakfast on the ground, lay down on the bed, and thought proudly: Sister Hong, you can't escape from the Wuzhi Mountain of the Sprinkle family!

Although Sister Hong was still not pushed down this time, the relationship between the two has gone further, and the results are already gratifying.

Thinking of these things, Zhao Zixian fell into a deep sleep in a daze.