The next day, Su Xiaoxiao got up early in the morning and fell asleep early last night, and his mental outlook at the moment was very refreshing and natural.

After washing, she went downstairs with light steps, and wanted to ask Zhang's mother to help her prepare breakfast early, but she was surprised to find that there was already a bowl of steaming rose barley porridge on the dining table.

Just when Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled, Zhang's mother walked out of the kitchen with a cup of freshly brewed coffee in her hand, and when she saw her stunned at the table, Zhang's mother smiled kindly: "Miss, hurry up, sit down, and eat breakfast!" As he spoke, he placed his coffee next to the porridge.

"Mom Zhang, why are you ready so early today." Su Xiaoxiao said as she pulled out a chair and sat down.

"This ...... Isn't this Miss, you went to bed early last night? I thought you should get up early and help you make the porridge first. Zhang's mother suddenly stammered, and her eyes moved away from time to time when she spoke.

It will take at least an hour to boil this porridge. In the past, she would help her cook porridge so early with Zhang's mother, and most of the time she would prepare together according to everyone's preferences, but today seems to be a little abnormal.

Although she felt that something was wrong, Su Xiaoxiao didn't think much about it, just picked up the spoon and scooped it up, brought it to her mouth and snorted a few times, then opened her mouth and took it in.

The taste, the feeling, directly made Su Xiaoxiao lose her soul.

The porridge made by Zhang's mother is usually a little sweet, so it will have a sweet taste. But there is one person who is different, he will boil the porridge longer, and the roses will fall more, although there is no sugar but there is a faint fragrance.

This one is obviously from Qin Yitian's hand.

Su Xiaoxiao's good-looking willow eyebrows instantly frowned, raised her eyes, looked at Mama Zhang, who was smiling in front of her, and asked coldly: "This porridge is not made by Mama Zhang." ”

Mother Zhang picked the wrinkled eyetails, and said with a smile: "If I didn't make this porridge, who else would make it, Miss, drink it, it's easy to get cold under this air conditioner." The tone of the statement was a little pampering, and there was no flaw in it.

"The porridge you boiled, why didn't you have sugar today."

"Didn't the sugar go down?" Zhang's mother raised her hand and patted her head, and then said with an apologetic face: "Miss, look at my memory, I'm old, I even forgot to give you sugar." ”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at her overly exaggerated expression and movements, with a look of distrust. But I felt that it was impossible for Qin Yitian to come to make her breakfast early in the morning, not to mention that he didn't live here now, not to mention that their relationship was still stiff.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao glanced down at the steaming porridge, hesitated for a few seconds, reached out and picked up the cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and got up to leave.

"Miss, if you don't eat this porridge, it will be cold later, Miss!" When Zhang's mother saw her leaving, she shouted anxiously.

Su Xiaoxiao responded: "No sugar, no food." The indifferent and thin back walked straight to the living room, leaving Zhang's mother stunned in place, looking at the bowl of porridge at a loss. This Qin Shaotian came to make breakfast before dawn, and in the end he didn't even have time to drink a glass of water and left, and now the young lady doesn't eat it, will she pour it out or not?

The next few days, Zhang

Mom's porridge still has no sugar, Su Xiaoxiao no longer asks, and Zhang's mother no longer explains, they know each other. It's just that Zhang's mother will prepare an extra snack in case Su Xiaoxiao is hungry, because she only tastes one bite every day, and when she finds that the taste is wrong, she walks away directly.

Qin Yitian knew all these things. Zhang's mother persuaded him not to come over in the middle of the night, go to the room to take a look and then make breakfast, the sky just turned white and left, Su Xiaoxiao didn't eat, it was in vain. Qin Yitian ignored it and appeared every day as usual.

On the weekend, Su Xiaoxiao agreed to attend the design exchange meeting hosted by Jiangshan.

On this day, she got up early, passed by the restaurant and looked at the porridge on the table, hesitated for a moment, pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up a spoon and ate quietly. 【#… Aichi Literature ... ¥ Fastest Update]

The time of the exchange meeting is set at noon, if you skip breakfast, if you drink alcohol at noon, I am afraid that my stomach will not be able to stand it. You can't get along with your body with any anger.

Zhang's mother hid at the kitchen door, watching her send the porridge spoonful by spoon to her mouth, her heart blossomed, she raised her foot to send the prepared fruit to the table, and when she returned to the kitchen, she quickly picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Qin Yitian: "Qin Shao, Miss ate the porridge in the morning." ”

After pressing the send button, Zhang's mother pressed the mobile phone on her chest, unable to stop being nervous and happy, both of them grew up watching by herself, if she could reconcile quickly, she didn't mention how happy she was.

Qin Yitian was taking a nap in the back seat of the car, his expression slightly painful. For several days in a row, he only slept for three hours almost every day, and the three meals were not very regular, which made his stomach problems show signs of recurrence.

The mobile phone in his hand shook a few times, Qin Yitian tightened his eyes, opened his eyes with a slight difficulty, raised his hand and put the phone in front of his eyes, and his slender fingers slashed the interface with one finger. The few words displayed on the notification made his mind clear in an instant, and a shallow smile appeared on his lips.

Even though she knew that she probably had to eat breakfast because she was going to an exchange meeting, after all, after two years, she still finished what he had cooked. She is willing to eat, which proves that the element of anger is greater than resentment, which makes things much easier for Qin Yitian.

Su Xiaoxiao followed Jiang Pingxi two steps into the venue, they came relatively late, and there were already several groups of people scattered in the venue, all of them were full of spring breezes, talking and laughing.

Jiang Pingxi stopped, turned around and pressed his hand on Su Xiaoxiao's head and rubbed it, and said softly, "Let's go, Dad is over there." ”

"Hmm." Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and his hand gently hooked Jiang Pingxi's arm, but his body still kept his distance, distant but not alienated, decent but not ambiguous.

In this way, the two of them walked through the halfway under the blazing eyes of everyone, and walked to the bar where the drinks were disposed of.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and called softly: "Master." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Shan turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a loving face, "Come on, you go shopping by yourself first, there is a small exhibition hall over there, and I will introduce a few uncles to you later." ”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded obediently and was about to leave, but Jiang Shan suddenly remembered something and pulled her arm to the leisure area

Let's go. Jiang Pingxi, who was following him, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Jiang Shan stopped in front of the sofa, and then said with a smile to Xiaoxiao, "I forgot to introduce you to the sponsor this time." After the words fell, he took two steps back to make way for a space, pointed to the sofa with his hand at the same time, and continued with his mouth: "Xiaoxiao, this is Mr. Qin from New York Mutian Group." ”

(End of chapter)