The breakfast was delicious.

Jiang Xiaohan put his heart into doing it, but he was not in the mood to taste it.

What's wrong with you today?

Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help but wonder, and for someone who kept coming to mind, Jiang Xiaohan was also confused.

Why?

What would be her?

Illusion!

It must be an illusion!

Jiang Xiaohan told himself that he must have been delusional.

Otherwise, how could I think of her inexplicably?

Maybe I'm too excited.

After all, today is the day to pay off his huge debts and get rid of some foodie creditor.

After breakfast, Jiang Xiaohan went out with the last "debt" he repaid to someone and embarked on the road of repaying his debts today.

Arrive at school early.

When Jiang Xiaohan walked into the classroom, he didn't see Zhao Wanxi.

It's early!

Looking at the time, Jiang Xiaohan found that he had come early today.

Although Jiang Xiaohan had come very early before, he had never been so early as today.

It seems that the time to get up and cook this morning is much earlier than usual.

Coming to his seat, Jiang Xiaohan put down his schoolbag and sat down, turned his head, and saw the empty position around him, and suddenly felt unaccustomed to it in his heart, empty.

I haven't felt this way before.

Maybe it's because, when he was there in the past, someone had never been absent from this position, but today he came early.

Jiang Xiaohan was not used to this feeling, he felt a little weird.

Deep down, he was vaguely aware, but he didn't want to admit it.

Not long after, as a certain figure walked into the classroom, Jiang Xiaohan, who was still thinking nonsense, suddenly relaxed.

Here she comes!

Although he knew that she would definitely come, when she appeared, Jiang Xiaohan's heart was still relieved.

Zhao Wanxi, who appeared in the classroom, looked at Jiang Xiaohan, who arrived in the classroom earlier than her, and was slightly surprised.

He wouldn't have been so early before.

At this time, there were only two of them in the classroom, and the classmates who lived on campus didn't seem to have come yet.

As Zhao Wanxi sat down next to him, a fresh breath hit, and Jiang Xiaohan silently took out the breakfast prepared for Zhao Wanxi from his schoolbag.

This was the last breakfast he owed Zhao Wanxi.

seemed to sense that something was wrong with Jiang Xiaohan's mood, and Zhao Wanxi didn't speak.

However, when she opened the lunch box and saw the breakfast that Jiang Xiaohan had prepared today, she couldn't help but glance at Jiang Xiaohan.

It's so exquisite!

This is obvious, it was carefully prepared by Jiang Xiaohan, and compared with the previous period, it is not at the same level at all.

Finish!

Just smelling this tempting thought, Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but move her index finger.

However, in the face of this exquisite breakfast that was full of color and fragrance and made people can't help but have an appetite, Zhao Wanxi did not move her chopsticks for the first time, but looked at Jiang Xiaohan again.

"It's a hearty day!"

Zhao Wanxi opened her mouth and said.

When Jiang Xiaohan heard this, he nodded, but did not speak.

"The last meal?"

After a pause of two seconds, Zhao Wanxi suddenly asked.

Jiang Xiaohan was silent.

"Decapitated rice?"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaohan didn't react, Zhao Wanxi's voice was calm and she spoke again.

Burst!

Jiang Xiaohan, who was still thinking in the distance, suddenly heard Zhao Wanxi's three words, and immediately squirted.

Decapitated rice?

What is this brain circuit?

Because this is the last meal, Jiang Xiaohan deliberately made a little better for her, why is it still related to the decapitated meal?

After thinking about it, Jiang Xiaohan seemed to be able to understand why Zhao Wanxi said this.

In ancient times, it seemed that before the government beheaded a condemned prisoner, it usually gave the prisoner a good meal, so that he would not go hungry on Huangquan Road and become a full ghost.

But what does all this have to do with Zhao Wanxi?

God's special severed head meal!

Can this brain circuit be normalized?

The thoughts that were originally far away were disturbed by Zhao Wanxi, and they came back in an instant.

Jiang Xiaohan was also drunk.

I finally sent a kindness and wanted to make Zhao Wanxi eat better, but how could Zhao Wanxi think like this.

Who did you think of him?

Is he that bad?

not only brought her food, but also helped her with tutoring, without even charging a penny, is there such a good table in the world?

No!

I'm afraid I won't find a second one other than him.

If it weren't for the sake of face, Jiang Xiaohan would have wanted to give himself a great hymn and praise himself for such a noble behavior.

In silence, Zhao Wanxi picked up the chopsticks.

Pick up a crystal shrimp dumpling with chopsticks, slowly put it in your mouth, and chew it lightly a few times, with a bit of Q-elastic toughness, and the delicious and sweet taste instantly fills the entire taste buds.

Delicious!

Almost as soon as she entered the mouth, Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but want to give this evaluation.

It can be seen that Jiang Xiaohan has worked this crystal shrimp dumpling, and it is difficult to achieve such a good taste without putting a little effort into it.

Moreover, although there is the insulation of an insulated lunch box, under normal circumstances, the taste of the food will be affected after some time, but Zhao Wanxi did not feel that this crystal shrimp dumpling had any flaws in the taste.

Perfect!

This is the best crystal shrimp dumpling Zhao Wanxi has ever tasted.

Involuntarily, Zhao Wanxi fell on Jiang Xiaohan's body.

His cooking skills seem to be even better than before.

However, just when Jiang Xiaohan felt something and looked over, Zhao Wanxi instantly calmed down her expression, met Jiang Xiaohan's gaze, and said lightly:

"It's not delicious!"