Chu Jiaojiao cleaned up and walked out of the bedroom, and went down to the second floor only to find that there was no one in the living room.

Strange for a moment, she immediately saw the man in the kitchen who was chopping green onions. He tugged at his cuffs, revealing a good-looking, fair wrist.

The man's side face is handsome and elegant, and the appearance of lowering his head and chopping vegetables is more likely to make people excited.

However, her heart only beat a little, and Chu Jiaojiao immediately became nervous again, could it be that Jiang Ci wanted to cook for her again?

The taste of the last time was still fresh in her memory, and she didn't really want to abuse her sense of taste again.

There was some hesitation in her expression, Chu Jiaojiao was really afraid that Jiang Ci would cook again, and if she didn't eat it, she was afraid it would hurt his heart.

"Jiaojiao, you're awake." Probably feeling a burning gaze, Jiang Ci tilted his head, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed.

His hand cutting green onions had stopped, he washed his hands, took out a paper towel and wiped it.

"Jiang Ci, what are you doing?" Chu Jiaojiao walked over, her eyes were a little eager to look into the pot.

"Breakfast." Jiang Ci stretched out his hand, touched her face with cool fingertips, and then kissed it naturally.

His movements were too one-stop, and by the time Chu Jiaojiao reacted, he had already left her lips.

Raising his hand and touching his lips, he had kissed the flap, and his thoughts had not yet fully returned.

"Good morning kiss." Jiang Ci said very naturally, if it weren't for the familiar aura around him, Chu Jiaojiao would have thought that he was a different person.

"Uh-oh." Reacting half a beat in response, she began to struggle with what he had cooked again.

"Jiang Ci, how do you cook breakfast by yourself?" She said, trying her best to put away the little ninety-nine in her heart.

"Are you scared?" Jiang Ci saw through her expression at a glance, she said against her will last time that the dishes were not bad, but in fact, they were not easy to eat!

"I'm not I'm not ......"

"Don't worry, it's just a noodle cooking, and I can still make noodles." Jiang Ci said, his low voice lazy and sexy.

"Hmm." Chu Jiaojiao nodded, relieved her heart, and then her ass was slapped by someone.

"Go sit outside and you'll be fine for a while." Jiang Ci said, turned around and continued to look back at the fire so as not to boil.

Chu Jiaojiao was stunned on the spot, absolutely shocked, I'll go, what did Jiang Ci do just now?

"Slapped your ass."

"Get out." Hearing the inappropriate voice in her head, Chu Jiaojiao scolded directly.

She fled suddenly, quickly left the kitchen, and sat down on the couch with a beating heart.

After a while, Jiang Ci walked out with a bowl and beckoned Chu Jiaojiao to come to eat.

Chu Jiaojiao sat on the chair and looked at the bowl of noodles sprinkled with green onions in front of her, as if she had a little appetite.

"I've tasted it, and it won't be bad." Jiang Ci didn't wait for Chu Jiaojiao to move her chopsticks, thinking that she was made out of the shadow by the unpalatable last time.

"I didn't mean that." Chu Jiaojiao lowered her head and defended herself.

"That's not what you mean, you are." The system popped up from time to time to say a few words, just to remind Chu Jiaojiao.

"Don't speak." Chu Jiaojiao picked up the chopsticks and pounded the noodles.

"Well, eat." The thin lips pulled up a touch of arc, Jiang Ci glanced at her face, and said as usual.

"Okay."

The noodles cooked by Jiang Ci this time tasted okay, so Chu Jiaojiao quickly finished eating.

After eating, Jiang Ci went to wash the dishes again.

Chu Jiaojiao looked at him at the kitchen door, and she felt more and more like the married life of the young couple.