Wen Rong, who slept late in a video chat with Tang Wan and Bai Yuxi, got up late in the morning without any accident, hurriedly changed into home clothes and washed up and went to the kitchen on the first floor.

Let's eat scallion oil noodles this morning, it's relatively fast, Ling Jingyan has always gotten up on time at five o'clock in the morning, and it has been two hours since seven o'clock now, Wen Rong is worried that he will be hungry for a long time and hurt his stomach.

Set up a pot to cook the noodles and start mixing the sauce.

Six spoons of light soy sauce, two spoons of dark soy sauce, add half a spoon of sugar into a bowl, stir evenly, put on the countertop for later use, and then see that the core of the noodles is cooked and soft, and remove the cold water to ensure the taste of the noodles.

Heat the oil on high heat, stir-fry the chives and minced garlic, slightly charred, pour in the seasoned sauce, turn to low heat and boil for about a minute, pour into the Q-bomb noodles and stir well, sprinkle with white sesame seeds to enhance the fragrance.

Afraid that the nutrition is not complete, Wen Rong fried three more sugar poached eggs, and squeezed two cups of particularly simple fresh orange juice at the same time as the non-stick frying eggs, and served them together.

Just as he was about to go upstairs to call Ling Jingyan for breakfast, he saw Ling Jingyan in a black sportswear coming from the door.

Narrow waist, thin hips and long legs are steady and powerful, Ling Jingyan's body proportion is so good that male models sigh to themselves, coupled with his unremitting exercise all year round, the muscle lines are perfect, very explosive, and the breath is terrifying and fatally attractive.

Wen Rong just quietly watched Ling Jingyan walk away from the gate against the light, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he hurriedly turned his head and didn't dare to look again.

God, what's wrong with her?

It's so abnormal, just looking at him.

"Jingyan, it's time for breakfast, sorry I got up late today." Gently and considerately, he pulled the dining chair apart and waited for Ling Jingyan to take a seat.

After Ling Jingyan sat down, she pulled Wen Rong on the dining chair next to her, and said seriously: "Wouldn't it be tiring if you get up early every day to prepare breakfast?" You can let Sister-in-law Zhang do it. "That way you can get more sleep every morning.

Although he really wanted to eat the meal that Wen Rong had prepared for him personally, he couldn't help but feel distressed when he looked at the pale cyan color under Wen Rong's bright eyes.

Wen Rong's crystal eyes widened, and he was puzzled: "I'm not tired, I like to take care of you, am I doing something that doesn't suit your appetite?" ”

Is it that she made it light? Doesn't he like it?

"You haven't slept well these days." The slender fingers covered the warm and faint cyan circles under the eyes, and he didn't dare to let the distress be too obvious.

She said she loved taking care of him! Ling Jingyan was full of joy.

It turns out that Jingyan cares about her! Wen Rong thought happily, and her little face was full of joy: "I slept late last night chatting with Xiao Bai Tangtang, didn't I take care of you tired." ”

It's just to cook three meals a day, and Jingyan is not picky about eating, he eats whatever she does, which is very worry-free and effort-saving.

"Oh? What to talk about? Ling Jingyan asked quietly, his fusion was really as transparent as crystal, and what he was thinking about was all expressed on his little face.

"It's just a messy topic for little girls." There are a lot of topics that Ling Jingyan naturally can't let know, otherwise he will definitely think about it! "By the way, Jingyan, you have to be careful of Zhao Zhixiang, Xiaobai said that he is looking for you everywhere through various channels, but fortunately he hasn't found it yet, I think we should not go out recently."

"Well, listen to you." Can't find it, can you? He will let Zhao Zhixiang find him.

The corners of Ling Jingyan's lips slowly hooked up a sneer, and she shuddered.

It doesn't matter, it's a matter of time sooner or later, since Zhao Zhixiang dares to fight his Rongrong's idea, it is impossible for him to let him go!

Wen Rongse shrank, how did she feel the temperature around her plummet?