"Yunni, what's going on? You look a little lost today! On the rostrum of the conference room, Zhang Fengyang, who was dressed in a white suit, looked at Mao Yunni's stunned face and asked in a shallow voice.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, maybe I didn't sleep well last night!" Mao Yunni looked up at him while packing up the things in front of him.

Zhang Fengyang raised his thick eyebrows, got up from his seat, walked in front of her along the conference table, pressed her delicate shoulders with both hands, and his handsome face bowed to her ears.

"Yunni, should you have gotten carried away with your boyfriend yesterday? Didn't sleep, did you? ”

"I'm sorry! Mr. Zhang, I still have something! Mao Yunni didn't want to be imprisoned in his strong masculinity, so he broke the hand he pressed on his shoulder, immediately got up, picked up the things on the table, and walked sideways towards the door of the conference room.

Zhang Fengyang watched her walk to the door, and suddenly said loudly: "Mao Yunni, don't you think I don't know?" You have a man you like! ”

His words made Mao Yunni suddenly frightened! But he didn't look back, and went straight out of the door of the conference room. Walking slowly through the company's spacious aisles, but my heart is deserted! I repeatedly recalled Yoo Seung-myung's words in my ears.

"I'm sorry! Yunni, I don't know either! I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't found it, so I think it's right? ”

Thinking about her light figure, she suddenly stopped, stared at the open window by the aisle, looked at the dazzling sun in the sky at this time, and whispered: "Liu Chengming, if you really find the right woman, won't you even say hello to me?" ”

Guo Zhenlin woke up early this morning, and before he went upstairs, he was disturbed by the sound of "crackling bang" in the kitchen! Cautiously walked to the kitchen door, I saw Qinglian standing by the stove holding an egg in her hand, stirring it evenly with chopsticks, turning on the gas stove, looking at the two pans hanging on the stove wall, taking one of them casually, laying it flat on the gas stove, just poured the egg flower into it, and the fire made the egg flower instantly black!

She was in a hurry, looking for things everywhere, and wanted to go to the bottom of the pot to shovel, but she only saw a wooden rice scoop, holding it in her hand in a panic, looking at it, the willow eyebrows frowned, as if she was studying some high-tech, and she couldn't stop muttering: "It's really urgent!" How does this stuff work? How the hell is this thing used? ”

Guo Zhenlin watched her scurrying around in the kitchen like a headless fly, walked up to her quickly, dragged the wooden rice scoop in her hand, extinguished the fire, and began to demonstrate to her.

"Come on! If you look at it carefully, you'll know what to do with it later? ”

"Hmm." Qinglian's fair cheeks were sweating slightly, and she turned her head to watch his every move carefully, only to see him pour the scrambled eggs she had just scrambled into the trash can in the corner of the kitchen, turn around and take out an egg from the refrigerator standing in the corner and break it and stir it well, then turn on the gas stove, turn down the fire, pour the egg flower lightly, pick up the wooden rice scoop with her right hand and gently move it at the bottom of the pot, watch the color of the egg turn golden, immediately "snap" to turn off the gas stove, turn her head and smile at her.

"Qinglian, do you see clearly? That's how this pan works! ”

Qinglian watched him shovel the scrambled eggs out of the pot with a rice scoop and put them in the bowl, snatched the pan in his hand, frowned tightly, and looked at the pot with clear eyes, and looked at it, and only after a long time did he whisper a suspicious word.

"Frying pans? We only use the big iron pot with a sharp shuttle! Never seen such a flat pot for sale? ”

Her words made Guo Zhenlin smile, reached out and took the frying pan in her hand, looked at her who was still wondering, and said: "Hey, Qinglian, we haven't sold this kind of pot here for a few years, I'm sure that in your princess era, it still exists in people's fantasy time and space, and it can't be realized at all!" ”

"Oh, that's it! I'll just say it! How come I've never seen it? Originally, he was fooling her, but Guo Zhenlin saw that she was really thinking about his words, and his heart burst into laughter! No way! Is there something wrong with her brain? Even ordinary people can hear my joking words, she, or the princess level who thinks she is noble, can she be confused to this extent?

Guo Zhenlin raised his wrist to look at the time, handed her the fried egg on the stove, and looked at the refrigerator again. "That's it! Qinglian, you now take a carton of milk from the refrigerator and plug it into a straw, take this bowl to the dining table outside for breakfast, and I'll find time to make you some lunch now. Later, I'll go to work and won't come back until the evening, so you can put it in the microwave yourself and eat it at noon! ”

"Oh." Qinglian followed his gaze to look at the refrigerator in the corner, then withdrew her gaze to look at him, and nodded slightly.

"That's good! You now go to the fridge and get the milk yourself! I'm going to wash rice and cook rice! Seeing her nodding, Guo Zhenlin reached out to untie the lid of the rice cooker, unscrewed out the inner pot, turned around and opened the cabinet, reached out and pressed the button of the rice box, only to hear a slight sound of "swish", and the white rice slipped into the inner liner of the rice cooker he was holding.

As soon as he closed the door of the rice box, he heard Qinglian's angry voice behind him. "Oops, what's going on? Usually you see that you are so easy to plug in/in! Why doesn't it listen to me as soon as it reaches me? ”

He turned his head, but saw that Qinglian's pink cheeks were covered with a white layer of milk, and he couldn't even tell the difference between his nose and eyes! Her embarrassment made Guo Zhenlin finally couldn't help laughing.

"Haha······ Haha······ My princess, don't you belong to the high-IQ crowd? How can you be mentally retarded to this pediatric, and you can't handle it? ”

Qinglian finally heard that he was ridiculing her! Reaching out to wipe the milk off his face, he pushed the bowl in his hand to the stove, turned around angrily and walked towards the kitchen door.

"Humph! My dignified princess of the Qing Dynasty actually made fun of civilians like you! I'm not going to eat this breakfast! ”

She walked angrily, so Guo Zhenlin immediately put away the smile on his face, put the inner liner of the rice cooker on the stove, turned around and took two big steps, grabbed her arm with his backhand, twisted her delicate body, and looked directly at himself.

"That's it! All right! My princess, it was all my fault just now! My bad! I shouldn't laugh at our noble princess! Now I, a sinner, kowtow to the princess and confess my sins! Kowtow and confess! It's all right! After saying that, he deliberately lowered his body, pretending to kneel down and worship that look!

"That's it! All right! Flat! Flat! I'll spare you this time! If you make fun of me like that next time! I will not spare you! Qinglian saw that he really wanted to kneel! In a hurry, he immediately grabbed his clothes, softened his tone, and smiled faintly at him.

Guo Zhenlin looked at the light smile on her face, but he was mocking in his heart! Hi! She really thinks she is a noble princess, and I have really become a common man who offended her! Don't know? Is she really crazy? Or is it a paranoia with princess disease?

Although he thought so in his heart, he was already flattering Qinglian in his mouth.

"That's it! All right! My princess, the sinners will reopen the carton of milk for you now, and wait for you to eat it before you go about anything else!" ”

"Humph! That's pretty much it! She walked towards the living room with a happy face, but Guo Zhenlin shook his head bitterly and looked at her back and sighed: "Hey, why didn't I repay my kindness?" Is there such a difficult princess to mess with? ”