Many heads in the fenced yard were looking in unison at the upstairs terrace.

Although the curtains on the terrace had long been opened, the people below still couldn't see the movement of the young couple upstairs.

"Don't kiss," said the little girl, embarrassed.

In Xia Hanxun's impression, Bo Qinghang is noble and indifferent, and he never dares to look forward to a man. But today, he is different from many in the past, and he is both gentle and warm to her. It's like he's really in love with her too.

Even though she was surprised and shy, she could clearly feel the temperature on his lips.

She was so attached to him that she didn't dare to let go of her.

Those past things are all plopping in the heartbeat, I like you so much.

"This is a surrender?" His long eyelashes glittered, and his eyes gleamed with seduction.

Raised his head, his deep eyes filled with a doting smile.

This is his little girl, a little thing that she likes very much, and she is reluctant to talk about it to anyone, holding back a little joy every day, like a squirrel holding nuts full of cheeks.

This kind of love is sublimated into a kind of love called "lovesickness" ten years later.

The two lingered for a while in the morning light, and when they went downstairs, the three researchers brought by Bo Qinghang had already eaten something, each holding a cup of soy milk in their hands, and followed Xiao Wang to the depression behind the house.

"Shuichi, what's breakfast?" Bo Qinghang led the little girl into the dining room and shouted at the tall figure in the kitchen.

Xiu Yi turned around, "I heard that Professor Bo likes to eat porridge for breakfast, so I just cooked the porridge." ”

Bo Qinghang rubbed the little girl into a chair and sat down, took a deep breath, and patted his chest, "Brother, but he set off before dawn, you didn't know to prepare porridge for me early!" ”

He pulled out a chair and sat down next to the little girl, and wanted to say that you could bring me everything you could eat. When the words came to his lips, he temporarily changed them again: "Forget it! The porridge you cooked was settled at noon and evening, now, help us cook a bowl of ramen, Kaoru, ramen or jajangmyeon? ”

"I ......"

Xia Hanxun raised her eyes and smirked, she didn't feel hungry anymore.

Eat him...... It's already full.

"Then let's ramen noodles, so you don't have to spend another half an hour making jajanjan sauce." Bo Qinghang filtered the food refrigerated in the freezer in the house in his mind, and finally weighed whether ramen was the fastest.

"Okay."

Shuichi quickly served two bowls of hot ramen.

He knew that Xia Hanxun had a small amount of food, so he cooked her a small bowl of soup ramen and poured it with the fried sauce made at noon yesterday.

"Eat reluctantly, and then eat some porridge when the porridge is ready." Xia Hanxun looked at the photo sent by Xiao Han on his phone, and patted the back of his hand without raising his head and said.

Bo Qinghang frowned extremely aggrieved, and leaned over to look at her phone.

You don't have to ask, you can guess that Xiao Han must have sent them the pictures just now.

Looking at this photo, just like the specifications of the pictorial, Bo Qinghang's face was full of gentleness with a gentle smile, "I can't see that Xiao Han is quite good at taking pictures in the Chinese department, send him a big chicken leg at noon." Well? ”

"We don't seem to have chickens."

Bo Qinghang rubbed her hair indiscriminately, and when he picked up the chopsticks, he said to Xiuyi, "You go to my car and bring everything in." ”

"You, you, you...... Where do you ask people to put so many flowers? Xia Hanxun bit her lip and patted him.

"I'm talking about the finished or semi-finished ingredients brought in the car, okay?"

Good fellow, all she remembers now is a bunch of meaningless flowers, so many people stay here, don't you need to eat?

Xia Hanxun's mouth suddenly became an "O" shape, "You still bought ingredients?" ”

He blinked and shoved the chopsticks into her hand, "If you don't eat it again, the ramen will be gone." ”