The unique fragrance of the little woman's body accompanied the warm body and hit Song Zehan's back together.

His breath froze, and when he heard her mischievous voice, the corners of his mouth curled up in a helpless arc.

Thinking that there was still some time, he raised his hands cooperatively.

Ruan Shiyan smiled contentedly.

"Okay, for the sake of your wife being so good-looking, I'll let you go today."

Song Zehan: "......"

Ruan Shiyan decisively let go of Song Zehan, and patted his head before turning around and running out of bed.

Although she expressed her liking for this shot, Song Zehan suddenly thought of the picture of Ruan Shiyan patting Ah Feng's dog's head.

No matter how you think about it, it's all the same.

Song Zehan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

No, I'll have to reverse her habit in the future.

Ruan Shiyan ran to the previous room with a smoke, stood in front of the washstand, looked at herself with faint dark circles in the mirror, and suddenly felt a little melancholy.

She didn't sleep well at all last night, and woke up several times throughout the night, otherwise she wouldn't have woken up when Song Zehan just got up.

Maybe he knew in his heart that Song Zehan was going to country D today, and he would be separated from him for a few days, so he was reluctant, so he committed lovesickness in advance.

"Ruan Shiyan, not long ago, you were still calling your brother and brother, and it has only been a few days since you resumed your husband and wife status? Why is it so unproductive? So reluctant? ”

Ruan Shiyan patted her face, flattened her mouth in the mirror, and sighed helplessly.

"Alas, yes, reluctantly."

Even if you are complained about by yourself, you are reluctant.

She washed up as fast as she could, and ran out of the room.

I was about to take advantage of Song Zehan's morning practice to go to the kitchen to make him breakfast, but I didn't know why Song Zehan, who was supposed to be practicing in the yard, suddenly appeared in the kitchen.

Before she put on her apron, she was carried out of the kitchen by Song Zehan.

"Song Zehan, are you ...... You let go of me! ”

Song Zehan didn't stop, but his thoughts drifted to the morning half a year ago.

At that time, he was also going on a business trip early in the morning, Ruan Shiyan changed his previous habit of sleeping lazily and sneaked into the kitchen to make breakfast for him.

If he hadn't been drawn to the kitchen by the crackling sound of a "kitchen demolitionist", he might have seen her perform an iron pot stew online if he had gone a little later.

He didn't want to experience this kind of frightening experience again.

Ruan Shiyan was directly carried into the dining room by Song Zehan and put on the dining chair.

Ruan Shiyan glared at Song Zehan dissatisfiedly, her brain wanted to leave, but her body was so frightened that she didn't dare to move under his gaze.

Forget it, to be on the safe side, she'd better protest verbally.

"Song Zehan, I just want to make you breakfast, why don't you let me do it? I'm not as squeamish as you think, okay? ”

Song Zehan glanced at her with a little disgust, took out his mobile phone, and lowered his head to type.

Song Zehan: [It's because the kitchen is too fragile. 】

Ruan Shiyan: [??? 】

Could it be that she misunderstood? Song Zehan didn't feel sorry for her, but he felt sorry for the kitchen?

Ruan Shiyan suddenly felt a little heartbroken.

Ruan Shiyan: [Why is the kitchen fragile? Can I still blow up the kitchen? 】

Song Zehan: [Yes.] 】

Ruan Shiyan: [......]

This guy came back so quickly, it was as if she had really blown up.

Heh, how is this possible?

She is Yan Ye, can she be difficult to get such a trivial matter as cooking?

Inexistent!

Since she wasn't allowed to make breakfast, when he came back from a business trip, she had to make a big meal to impress him!!

Ruan Shiyan was fantasizing about Song Zehan's surprise after seeing the big meal she cooked, but Song Zehan's mobile phone rang.