She looked at him, and from this angle, she would deeply feel that he was in excellent shape, with chic and neat lines, and his side face was as handsome and extraordinary, and the action of standing in the kitchen holding a spatula revealed an indescribable sense of intimacy, thinking that he was showing himself at this time, Cheng Yelan's liking for him in his heart inevitably deepened a little.

Subconsciously walked in and stood behind him, and said in surprise: "How do you know how to cook?" ”

Song Qiguang looked back at her funny, and his hands kept moving, "Look at how scared you look, you must not be able to cook." ”

"......" Cheng Yelan couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips, although she really couldn't cook, why did he think that only people who couldn't cook would be surprised by him?

Glancing at his back, Cheng Yelan continued to ask with interest: "Then will you only be able to cook breakfast or can you cook anything?" ”

Song Qiguang raised his head slightly, as if thinking about how to answer, and then looked at her, "I can also cook lunch and dinner, and it's okay to have a supper." ”

This answer made Cheng Yelan couldn't help laughing, cleared his throat and said, "I mean, do you only fry poached eggs, or do you also cook other dishes?" ”

Song Qiguang thought about it again, then turned off the stove and put his omelette on a small plate, "It depends on what kind of dish you are talking about, I will make some ordinary home-cooked dishes, and Western steak or something can also be, but more advanced ones are not good." With that, he turned off the fire on the other side, and took out a small bowl and put the porridge in it.

"But," Cheng Yelan finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most, "Why do you want to learn to cook?" ”

The boy gave her another funny look, brought the porridge and fried eggs to the table outside the kitchen, and then returned to the kitchen to turn on the microwave oven and take out the contents inside, "What, in your eyes, am I a young master who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers?" Well, actually, I prefer to live alone, I don't want to have a cook or maid at home, and I don't want to go to school or a restaurant for three meals a day, so I learned to do it myself. ”

As he spoke, he took out a cup of hot milk and put it on the table along with a plate of flower rolls, and finally took out a plate of side dishes from the refrigerator, and then beckoned to the girl, "All right, come and eat." ”

Cheng Yelan looked at the sumptuous food on the table, sat down very expectantly, and looked at him sitting in front of him, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Song Qiguang nodded.

Cheng Yelan took a sip of porridge, although it was just ordinary white rice porridge, she felt that the taste was very sweet, and a warm current slid down the esophagus into the stomach, and then spread throughout the body. She looked at the table again, pointed to the small and delicate flower scroll, and asked him, "Did you make that yourself?" ”

"No, I bought it at the supermarket, and I don't often make something like this myself because it would be a hassle."

Cheng Yelan stopped talking, and enjoyed almost the most delicious breakfast since going to college, and the people around her were also a quiet companion, just quietly by her side, Cheng Yelan wanted to raise his eyes to look at him countless times, but he was afraid that it would attract his attention, so he had to sweep his position with his afterglow when he looked up without a trace, and the boy just sat there with a calm face and didn't know what he was thinking.

At the end of breakfast, Cheng Yelan had already drunk a bowl of porridge and a glass of milk, and ate two small flower rolls and a little side dish, feeling that it was a lot more than usual, after she said that she had eaten it, Song Qiguang naturally got up and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, which made the girl a little embarrassed, and also stood up and took the remaining flower rolls and side dishes to help him send them to the kitchen board, the boy had already started to wash the dishes, Cheng Yelan stopped him and said: "That, don't bother you, I'll do it myself." "He made breakfast for himself and washed the dishes, which was very frustrating.

Song Qiguang just smiled, put on rubber gloves and turned on the faucet, "It's okay, you are a guest, so naturally you can't let you do it, not to mention that there are not many, you'd better walk around for ten minutes to eliminate food." ”

He was right, the things to be washed were only a small plate, a bowl, a cup, a spoon and chopsticks, plus two pots, all washed and placed in their respective positions, and then took a clean cloth towel to wipe the table and microwave oven, and put all the rest of the food into the refrigerator, all the work was completed, in the process Cheng Yelan has been standing behind him, looking at his diligence and proficiency in family affairs, I can't help but think that in the future, he will start a family and his wife does not know how happy he will be.

After the kitchen was tidied up, Song Qiguang took Cheng Yelan back to the bedroom, and after she sat on the sofa, he brought a glass of water and sat beside her, "Here, take your medicine." ”

After taking the medicine, Yelan asked him, "Where are we going to play later?" ”

"I want to go to the playground in the eastern part of the city, and I can accompany you if you want to go to the mall."

Cheng Yelan really didn't expect him to say such a location, and said with some hesitation: "There's no need to go to the mall, I went with Lingxi yesterday." But why would you want to go to a playground? ”

Song Qiguang replied nonchalantly: "Because I think that's the most fun place I can think of." Hmm," he looked at the girl with interest as he glanced over the scarf on the hanger, "I bought that scarf yesterday afternoon, right?" But how did you come up with the idea to buy me a scarf? Is it to make amends? ”

Cheng Yelan bought it for him because he wanted to treat him well and was afraid that he would be cold, but now when he asked, he just pretended to be flat and said: "It's not enough to make amends, I just saw it and thought it was very suitable for you to buy it for you." ”

She saw the boy's disapproving expression, which showed that he thought this statement was very unconvincing, but she didn't want to explain more, so she asked him again, "What about you?" Why do you suddenly want to take me to the place you think is the most fun? ”

Song Qiguang spread his hands very innocently, "Because I see that you have not been in a good mood recently, and I can't think of where I provoked you, although you lost your temper at me without making it clear and made me very angry, but you took the initiative to apologize at night and I considered forgiving you, I want to find a good place to take you to relax." ”

After listening to him, Cheng Yelan once again deeply felt that he was really a very considerate person, and also deeply realized that the person who was really held in the palm of his hand did not know how lucky he would be, compared to him, he was really not even one-tenth of him in caring for his friends.

Looking at the boy, Cheng Yelan only had one sentence left to say at this time, "Can I trouble you with one thing?" ”

The girl's expectant expression made Song Qiguang frown slightly and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Let me hug you." Cheng Yelan's expression remained unchanged.