She brought the plate to the table, and made his place her home, using it very habitually.

The knife and fork are very skillful, and I don't forget to complain, "Don't you even have a steak meal bag here?" ”

"I eat Chinese food."

Fu Jingting saw that she only fried one egg and two slices of ham, obviously not having his share.

He sat beside her and lit the table table.

That look seemed to say, you are very skilled in using my things, why don't you prepare a meal for me?!

Miss Xu had something to say, "Look at what I'm doing, you eat Chinese food, and you don't eat Western food." ”

She chewed slowly and ate the fried egg, the spice sticking to her mouth, and the tip of her tongue quietly swirled.

Fu Jingting's eyes stared at her a little heavy, and his eyes fell on her red lips, "Omelette is okay." ”

“……”

Xu Tingcheng glanced at him, she had no interest in cooking, and she was doing it to feed herself, don't think she could fry him again.

She brought the ham with a fork, "There's porridge." You can drink porridge. ”

Just as he was speaking, the announcement that the rice cooker was finished sounded.

Miss Xu smiled very sweetly, "The porridge is ready." If you want to drink it yourself, please help me serve a bowl of it. ”

She commanded him very easily, Fu Jingting snorted, but didn't say anything, and stood up.

When Miss Xu saw it, she really went.

When it was time for him to get the bowl, Miss Xu hurriedly went to turn on the rice cooker.

Press the switch to open, and the lid will pop up automatically.

Xu Qingcheng was startled, the heat burned her arm, and then her arm was separated.

Although it is said that it will not be a big problem if it is scalded, it will hurt.

Xu Qingcheng looked at his hands, thanks to his quick movements.

The man stood behind her, Xu Qingcheng turned his head to look at him, and Fu Jingting simply handed her the bowl beautifully.

Xu Chengcheng is full.

He took it and handed her the other bowl.

Then the two men walked out of the kitchen with bowls in front of them.

Xu Qingcheng, who was walking behind, raised his eyes to look at his back, and the heat of the white rice porridge seemed to fill her face.

It's a simple white rice porridge, it's not delicious or not, but it should be that his rice is very good, and the rice is fragrant when cooked.

Xu Qingcheng took a small bite and raised his eyes to look at him, "Your fiancée held a media conference in the imperial court at night, aren't you going to attend?" ”

"Fiancée?" He picked at the tail of his eye and repeated.

Miss Xu changed her name, "Ye Wenhan, Miss Ye." ”

"It depends."

Depending on the situation, do you go or don't?

Cut, you know how to play dumb riddles.

Xu Qingcheng hummed.

After he finished eating a bowl, he felt that it was too tasteless, so he called the nanny to come over and make lunch.

Xu Qingcheng slandered, can't you call someone to do it earlier?

Fu Jingting originally wanted the nanny to come over, but then suddenly changed his mind.

He got up and went to the kitchen and threw the dishes and chopsticks into the sink.

Xu Qingcheng stared at the mobile phone on his desk, reached over and pressed it.

Well, there are passwords.

She simply picked it up, and when he came, the phone was directly in front of his face.

Fu Jingting subconsciously took a step back, scolding in his heart, thinking that she was doing some secret weapon.

"What for?" Fu Jingting asked her, reaching out to get his mobile phone.

Xu Qingcheng quickly withdrew his hand, and when he saw it, he didn't unlock it.

"Didn't you set up face recognition?" Miss Xu was a little depressed.

"Why should I set up face recognition?"

"Then you unlock it, I'll see if you deleted my photo." She gave him the phone back and asked him to unlock it.

The man put his phone in his pocket.

"You're not going to send some pictures?" Fu Jingting raised the corners of his eyebrows, and looked at her with his hands on the table, his appearance was evil and lustful, "Moreover, is it still large-scale?" ”

"......" This person is so annoying, I still remember this kind of words, why is he so idle.

Xu Tingcheng grabbed his mobile phone, and really chose N more photos and poured them into his mobile phone.