Watching Fuji Nanyi close the door and enter the house.

The room where the floating moon returned.

Throwing herself on the bed, she looked at the phone with it, but the next second, the phone vibrate.

Fuji Nanyi's WeChat message came.

Fujinanyi: Good night.

Fuyue hooked her lips and replied to him with her eyes in a circle.

A small Zhou porridge: Remember to make me breakfast tomorrow, and don't run! I have something to ask you.

Fujinani: No.

A small Zhou porridge: It's really good, it's really good night this time.

Fujinanyi: Moda

Poof-

Looking at Mo Da Fuyue, she couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking about Fuji Nanyi's face, he finally replied to him.

……

When the floating moon wakes up.

I was awakened by the smell of porridge.

Confused, he pulled on his slippers and walked out of the door.

I saw Fuji Nanyi in the kitchen, busy in an apron.

She was standing in the doorway, her long hair messy, her little face confused and innocent, and she had a tendency of "who am I, where am I, what am I doing".

When he heard the sound of the door opening, Fujinanyi cheered up, but after hearing the footsteps cut off behind him.

Without any response from the little girl, he turned around strangely.

I just saw such a picture.

Looking at her like this, Fuji Nanyi's heart was so soft that it was a mess.

"Porridge porridge early." He stepped forward and dropped a kiss on the side of her cheek.

Fuyue, who woke up in the morning, was still a little confused and unresponsive.

Until Fuji Nanyi turned around and went to get busy again.

She just said, "Early."

Fuji Nanyi glanced at her and smiled lightly: "Sister, let's go wash up first, and we can start eating in a while." ”

Fuyue yawned and let out a dull "oh".

Then he turned around and floated away without hesitation.

Leaving Fuji Nanyi alone in the kitchen crying and laughing, but his heart was so soft that it was a mess.

Remembering what she had just done, his heart seemed to have been hit by something.

Waiting for Fuyue to finish washing up and come out with a change of clothes, the whole thing was sober.

Looking at the man serving the porridge, Fuyue blinked, and suddenly stepped forward to hug his waist.

Fujinan's long legs squatted in place.

"Porridge?"

"Well, you seem to be my family cook now."

Her little face rubbed against his back.

Now it seems that it is not bad to have such a boyfriend.

And the other party is so virtuous, it's really rare.

Fuji Nanyi lowered her eyes and looked at her hand that was still on her waist, and said with a smile: "Then may I ask Ms. Congee Congee, when will you marry your family cook?" ”

Fuyue let go of him and patted him on the back.

"Then you see if you have the ability."

Fuji Nanyi turned to face her, wanted to hug her but realized the apron, so he stopped moving, squinting at her with a smile on his face.

"Then what skills do you need?"

Fuyue tilted her head, as if she was also thinking about this question.

"Hmm... Can do laundry and cook, love me. ”

Fuji Nanyi looked at her and counted her fingers, a little crying and laughing.

"Then I have all of these, can you take me home?"

He came up shamelessly, and Fuyue slapped him on the head with a palm.

Roll your eyes.

"What do you think, you're not of legal age for marriage yet."

Fuji Nanyi looked at her aggrievedly: "Then you can't do it next year." ”

Fuyue was speechless, sat on the stool and said, "Eat." ”

Fuji Nanyi looked at her back and smiled, as if the tenderness in her eyes was about to overflow.

"I'm going to get the buns, do you want to eat fritters? I'll fry it for you. ”

Fuyue opened the pot where the porridge was cooking, and a fragrant fragrance came to her face.