520 Sweet Fan~

The early morning sun filtered through the glass and into the kitchen.

Pei Ming was wearing a white shirt and a pair of black loose trousers, busy with his head.

With slender hands, holding the handle of a wooden spatula, the small pot was gently flipped up, and the beautiful omelette was turned over perfectly.

There was a slight sound behind him, and the man's low laughter suddenly came.

"Yes, there is progress."

Pei Ming listened to the man's approving tone, and snorted arrogantly: "The coffee is brewed, go get it yourself." ”

The tall, muscular figure swayed into the kitchen and walked to the coffee machine very comfortably.

It happened that the bread maker on the side, with a "ding" sound, popped out two slices of bread.

Zeng Xun took out the dinner plate from the cupboard and took out the baked bread.

Freely smeared with blueberry jam, turned around and asked Pei Ming: "Or peanut butter?" ”

Pei Ming said "um", passed behind him, and stabbed his waist with his elbow dissatisfied.

Zeng Xun smiled lightly, walked out after him, and reached out to pat him vigorously on his elastic buttocks.

"Oops! You! Pei Ming blushed, hurriedly put down the plate in his hand, and sat down angrily.

Zeng Xun raised his eyebrows, put the bread smeared with peanut butter in front of him, and sat down opposite him, his eyes kept rolling over Pei Ming.

Being uncomfortable with him, Pei Ming took a bite of bread viciously: "Why do you keep looking at me?" ”

Zeng Xun took a sip of coffee and sighed: "You guy looks thin, but his physical strength is good." ”

Pei Ming gritted his teeth, picked up the bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eating can't stop your mouth!"

Before he could retract his hand, Zeng Xun had already grabbed his wrist and bit his hand.

The wheat-flavored bread is sweetened with a sweet and sour blueberry jam.

Pei Ming was grabbed by him, and he was stunned for a moment, just like that, he watched Zeng Xun take a bite of bread, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed his saliva as well.

Zeng Xun got up, pinched his chin, and smiled at the corner of his lips: "Quite a big temper?" Looks like I'm going to have to help you remember it again, or who knows who you'll be drinking with next time? ”

Pei Ming hurriedly pushed him: "No, no, I ...... yesterday"

The rest of the words are all drowned in the kisses full of blueberry jam scent~