Winter mornings always make people feel so lazy that they want to close their eyes before they even open them. Lin Qingqing felt as if someone had cast a spell, and he couldn't lift his eyelids for a while.

It wasn't until the last alarm went off that she got up from the bed with great reluctance. Feeling the cold outside the quilt made her suddenly shrunk and sleepless.

If it weren't for getting up to make breakfast for Ou Yuanlan, Lin Qingqing would never have tortured himself like this. Looking at the sloppy woman in the mirror, she sighed in her heart.

Because there is something at home for the aunt, after all, the New Year is approaching, and the New Year's goods need to be cleaned and prepared. So as soon as the aunt asked for leave, making breakfast fell on Lin Qingqing's head gorgeously.

Jumping into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator, Lin Qingqing suddenly began to worry. Although she has everything at home, she doesn't do much.

Usually when my aunt is here, the two of us basically eat sandwiches, otherwise I would have made this today. Once she had made up her mind, she began to look for raw materials.

I have been rummaging through the entire refrigerator, but Lin Qingqing has not found toast, it seems that I can't eat sandwiches today. She sighed, and her gaze suddenly fell on the noodles on the side.

Because noodles are convenient and fast-eating, they are basically her best things. Lin Qingqing smiled, it seems that today's breakfast has been settled.

When Ou Yuanlan came out of the room, Lin Qingqing had been busy in the kitchen for a long time. "Is breakfast ready?" He asked, leaning against the kitchen door with his hands in his trouser pockets. Although the tone was cold and indifferent, there was a hint of hoarseness and laziness.

"Right now!" Lin Qingqing replied. "You go and sit down at the table first." She commanded.

For today's breakfast, Lin Qingqing can be said to be very confident. After all, she has been cooking noodles since elementary school.

Three minutes later, Ou Yuanlan looked at the bowl of noodles with rich content in front of him expressionlessly, and did not make any comments for a long time.

"Eat!" Lin Qingqing put the chopsticks in his hand and urged. It's been a busy morning's worth of noodles, and if this person doesn't eat it, she'll probably just stuff it in.

For the safety of his body, Ou Yuanlan still put down his chopsticks faintly in Lin Qingqing's gaze. "Can you eat so much in a bowl of noodles?" He asked, frowning.

For Ou Yuanlan, who has only eaten pasta and excellent noodles made by five-star chefs in the upper class, the bowl of colorful noodles in front of him is completely like a strange thing.

This annoyed Lin Qingqing, she got up early in the morning to make a bowl of noodles, but this person actually questioned whether she could eat it. Anyway, it's food, so you can't waste it.

"I'll show you." She said indignantly, and then used chopsticks to hold the noodles directly into her mouth.

Presumably to show how delicious her noodles were, she sucked them up almost regardless of the image. All of a sudden, the table in front of her, her hands, and her face were stained with noodle soup.

Looking at her like this, Ou Yuanlan couldn't help laughing. He took a napkin and quietly helped Lin Qingqing wipe his face. It was extremely delicate and gentle, as if there were only two of them in the world.

Lin Qingqing, who was concentrating on eating noodles, suddenly stopped, and the noodles in her mouth had not had time to be fully inhaled, and there were still a few hanging in the bowl. She stared at Ou Yuanlan with an incredulous expression.

"Eat." Just when Lin Qingqing's body was stiff and he didn't know how to react, the person opposite suddenly withdrew his hand and began to eat noodles.

Seeing that the person who was extremely disgusted at the beginning was eating with relish at the moment, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart. What does it mean that you can't judge people by their appearance, although the noodles she makes don't look good, but it's delicious enough.

After eating breakfast, Lin Qingqing wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and then admired the sense of accomplishment that the fruits of his labor had been swept away. Looking at Ou Yuanlan's plate that was about to be empty, her heart was extremely satisfied, at least this showed her recognition.

"Delicious, right?" She asked with a smug look on her face, blinking her eyes.

For a well-educated person like Ou Yuanlan, no matter what the situation, eating is always extremely elegant. He put down the chopsticks in his hand, and then wiped his hands and mouth with a napkin beside him.

Just when Lin Qingqing thought that he would make some remarks to praise himself next, he just stood up and said to her: "It's not early, I'm going to the company." With that, he prepared to leave.

Lin Qingqing was just about to tell him to wait, but Ou Yuanlan's mobile phone suddenly vibrate. He took his phone out of his pocket and looked at it, then hung up expertly and threw it back into his pocket again.

His expression did not change in the slightest during the whole process, and even the action of hanging up the phone was done in one go. But with a woman's intuition, Lin Qingqing still had a hunch that this call might not be so simple.

"Who?" She asked, wringing her fingers and pretending not to care.

Ou Yuanlan's eyes swept over her unnatural little face, and then faintly replied with two words: "Lin Yu." His tone was cold.

Sure enough, Lin Qingqing knew that the phone call just now must not be simple. "That'...... Why don't you pick it up? She continued.

Ou Yuanlan propped his hands on the table, his face suddenly approached Lin Qingqing, and the two looked at each other. "Do you want me to take it?" His gaze made Lin Qingqing have no way to hide.

Of course not! Lin Qingqing's heart was roaring. That woman was willing to watch her husband answer other women's calls in front of her, not to mention what Lin Yu thought about Ou Yuanlan, she couldn't be clearer.

At this time, facing Ou Yuanlan's questioning, Lin Qingqing definitely couldn't explain the little Jiujiu in his heart so directly. "This ...... It's not for you, it's definitely up to you whether you take it or not......" she said weakly.

As if receiving some kind of tacit approval, Ou Yuanlan nodded thoughtfully. "Oh, then I'll take it later." He straightened up and tried to leave.

Lin Qing, who had pretended not to care, suddenly became anxious. "Ouch......" she exclaimed. Or you...... Don't take it, she doesn't look like there's anything serious......" she messed up with excuses.

Ou Yuanlan couldn't help laughing. "Don't worry, I'm not interested in her." He seemed to be reassuring Lin Qingqing. "She's just looking for trouble." There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, because his back was to Lin Qingqing, so she didn't see it.

Hearing Ou Yuanlan say this, Lin Qingqing's heart was all settled. "Then you go to work." She sneered, and what had just happened suddenly became a thing of the past.