This simple meal is not like what Rong Bo usually makes, so Song Yinyin asked, "Rong Bo, is this the breakfast you made?" ”

Rong Bo smiled and said, "Oh, no, it was made by the young master." ”

Hearing this, Song Yinyin looked back at Lu Jinhan incredulously,

I really didn't expect that this delicate-looking, very delicious looking breakfast would be made by him.

Not by exaggerating, this breakfast looks like it was made by a chef.

The rich aroma of the omelette, with a faint aroma of porridge, entered her nose and seduced her stomach.

Song Yinyin couldn't help it, picked up the knife, fork and spoon, and feasted on it.

She only heard that cooking is a woman's nature, and it would be good if one out of ten men was willing to cook, not to mention a person like Lu Jinhan who had lived in a privileged environment since childhood.

He's the president of Continental.

Song Yinyin ate it with relish, and took a closer look at the omelette, longan and wolfberry porridge, the appearance was in no way inferior to the restaurant outside, and the taste was also very good.

She unceremoniously went to the kitchen to get a bowl, then returned to the table and served a bowl of porridge.

I took a sip and it tasted great.

She nodded approvingly: "Lu Jinhan, you are so good, you can cook." Well, yes, it's better than I expected, I didn't expect you to be a good cook. ”

Looking at Song Yinyin's expression with satisfaction, Rong Bo said with a smile:

"No, I said it a long time ago, our young master Jin Han will be a good husband and father. Right, young master? ”

"Ahem!"

Lu Jinhan coughed lightly and did not respond.

Song Yinyin caught a glimpse of a small plate left in front of the dining table, which should have been eaten by Song Dabai, it was empty, it seemed that his son had eaten well this morning.

"Can Dabai eat these too?"

"Hmm."

Song Yinyin nodded.

Rong Bo on the side was full of smiles, thinking in his heart, this is the breakfast that the young master got up early in the morning and made by himself, it seems that the relationship between the young master and Miss Song has taken another step.

Maybe on the night of the next full moon, Miss Song will agree to help the young master undo the spell.

………………

Lu Jinyan drove Song Dabai to the school, parked the car, and got out of the car first.

Before detouring to the back seat, he opened the door and bent down to remove the seat belt for Song Dabai.

"Little ghost, do you want me to take you to the classroom, or do you go by yourself?"

Song Dabai put on his small schoolbag and pursed his mouth dissatisfiedly, "I want to go by myself, I'm not a child!" ”

"You're only five years old, why aren't you a child?"

"I'm going to be a little man."

Lu Jinyan couldn't cry or laugh, but his body stiffened in the next second, and he suddenly felt a strange sight cast from somewhere behind him.

He subconsciously looked back and looked back, but found nothing unusual.

Is he too sensitive?

Why does it feel as if he is being followed?

A small hand beside him tugged at the corner of his clothes, and the immature child's voice whispered: "Brother Jinyan, I'm in, bye." ”

"Bye-bye."

Lu Jinyan waved his hand at Song Dabai.

But he didn't worry about letting Song Dabai go in alone, and quietly followed behind Song Dabai, until he entered the classroom, he changed his route to the office.

After walking a few steps, the feeling of being followed by someone reappeared.

He twisted his eyebrows slightly, and secretly remembered a strategy in his heart.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked leisurely, not fast or slow, around the curves and corridors.

The man behind him didn't know that Lu Jinyan had discovered his existence, and still followed him in a daze.