Jing Tingge thought that there must be a depression in the refrigerator, and she would be very Amitabha Buddha if she could have milk and eggs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the refrigerator, the variety of vegetables, fruits, and noodles in it made her feel like a loose pony had found a prairie!

Both eyes were sparkling with red hearts.

Jing Qingge was suddenly stunned, hey, does Ji Yicheng usually fire at home? In the next second, he decisively shook his head and denied the ridiculous thoughts in his head.

How could he cook, the demonic young master who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth must be ten fingers that don't touch the spring water, and he can't even tell the lettuce and cabbage!

disgusted ah o(╯□╰)o......

……

Jing Tingge actually found an apron, and it was pink, this world is fantastic, it shouldn't be his last lover before her!

Jing Tingge felt that the possibility of this speculation was as high as 100%, but his ex-girlfriend was really kind, she was ruthlessly abandoned by him, and she was still thinking about filling his refrigerator and taking care of his stomach like this, it was true love!

Sure enough, the good girls in the world have been ruined by scumbags!

Jing Tingge silently covered his heart and sighed to the sky, then put on his apron, took out noodles, ham, eggs, mushrooms, and small greens from the refrigerator, washed all the vegetables, sliced the ham, and began to make breakfast.

Twenty minutes later, the kitchen was filled with a rich aroma, and the boiling noodle soup in the soup pot was bubbling.

……

Jing Tingge took a spoonful of soup and tasted it, smacked his lips, and his squinted eyes smiled.

"It smells so good!"

Then I took two bowls of noodles from the cupboard, one bowl more and one bowl less, and used chopsticks to pick up the poached eggs that had been fried in the frying pan next to me, and put one in both bowls of noodles.

Ji Yicheng didn't see Jing Qinge when he woke up, but when he went out of the room and walked to the living room, he saw such a picture.

She stood in front of the kitchen counter, holding a spatula in her hand, wearing a cute apron, and her soft long hair was tied with a leather band casually.

The morning sun shone in through the window, gently falling on her face, plated with a faint layer of light gold, suddenly, with a smile on her lips, her big round eyes suddenly bent into a crescent moon, and her long eyelashes flickered, as if she could speak.

Ji Yicheng was stunned for a second, and then raised his eyebrows, well, it looks like this little thing that is not cleaned up is not so annoying.

……

Jing Ting Singer was about to take it to the restaurant, and when she turned to one side, she saw Ji Yicheng leaning against the door frame of the kitchen, tilting her head slightly, and looking at her with the corners of her mouth hooked.

Jing Tiange was decisively shocked, and almost broke the bowl without holding his hand steady, "You, when did you get up?" ”

Ji Yicheng didn't answer, Gu Zi walked up to her, looked down at the noodles that had just come out of the pot in her hand,

"Looks good."

Jing Tingge is arrogant, that's natural, this is her originality, she also gave a nice name, assorted delicious thick soup noodles, look at the noodles cooked, Q bomb is chewy, and the matching fried egg, golden gold, I want to take a bite when I look at it.

Ji Yicheng could see at a glance what Jing Tingge was thinking, and all the fart looks were written on his face, and he smiled coldly and added,

"I'm afraid that the gold and jade are ruined on the outside, and I can't eat it."

Jing Qingge's beautiful face was distorted.

Rely on you! If murder is not illegal, she will definitely put a lump of arsenic into it, and poison you will not die!