"It's not just good-looking, why don't you taste it!" Yan Xiangnuan picked up a sandwich and handed it to Aunt Song, and then looked forward to it.

For those who cook, it's a joy to have someone cheer for what they cook.

Aunt Song was coquettish by Yan Xiangnuan's arm, and she was embarrassed to refuse the enthusiastic Yan Xiangnuan, so she took a bite of the sandwich, Yan Xiangnuan was to make a love breakfast for Jin Weimo, and it was rare to be free, so she naturally spent some more thought, the sandwich was also full of materials, the toast at the beginning was a little burnt, Yan Xiangnuan lost it, and roasted it a few more points, and now the rest looks very delicate and appetizing, and the baking heat is just right.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Xiangnuan watched Aunt Song take a bite of the sandwich, and immediately looked at her curiously, asking Aunt Song about the evaluation of this old craftsman.

Now she needs to be supported by sure!

"It's delicious." Aunt Song swallowed the sandwich in her mouth, looked up at the young grandmother who had a little expectant expression, and immediately smiled, this is not a cheer, but really thinks it is delicious.

"Whew, that's good." Yan Xiangnuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief, she was really afraid that she hadn't cooked for a long time after she was reborn, and her skills were rusty.

"Young grandma, this is made for the young master!" Aunt Song, as a person who came over, naturally knew Yan Xiangnuan's careful thoughts, and watched Yan Xiangnuan even start preparing breakfast for Jin Weimo, not to mention how happy she was in her heart.

Older people like life and beauty, seeing Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo's current mode of getting along, and then thinking of the previous mode of getting along with the husband and wife, Aunt Song is naturally very emotional, sure enough, as she thought before, looking at how the two people who are so well matched can live their lives comparable to strangers, it turns out that her vision is still reliable, and this is not the enviable life of the husband and wife now.

"Then Aunt Song, you help me look at the porridge in the pot, and I'll call him for breakfast." After Yan Xiangnuan was praised, he was satisfied and self-confidence, so he planned to ask Jin Weimo to taste one or two.

"Go ahead!" Aunt Song smiled and nodded.

In Jin Weimo's private gym, Yan Xiangnuan quietly opened the door and stretched out his head to look inside, thinking that he would see Jin Weimo exercising seriously, but found that there was no figure of him in the gym.

People are not there? Where have you gone! Jogging? Yan Xiangnuan was a little puzzled, opened all the doors of the gym and walked in, and the next moment, Jin Weimo, who was sweating profusely, came out from the side and hugged Yan Xiangnuan, who was puzzled.

"Yikes!" Yan Xiangnuan was taken aback, his hands touched Jin Weimo's arm, and he glared at him with some grievances.

Because of the exercise, Jin Weimo was covered in sweat, and as soon as Yan Xiangnuan touched the muscles on his body, he exclaimed: "Oh, you stay away from me, it smells of sweat, it stinks to death." Yan Xiangnuan tilted his little head back with a disgusted expression.

When Jin Weimo heard Yan Xiangnuan's disgusted tone, he immediately hugged Yan Xiangnuan even harder with amusement, and his eyes were full of bad taste: "Stick all the sweat stains on you, and I'll help you take a bath when it stinks." ”

"Don't!" Yan Xiangnuan tried to protest, but raised his hands and directly held Jin Weimo's cheeks: "Don't make trouble, I made you a loving breakfast, can you taste it?" ”

"Breakfast of love!?" Jin Weimo raised his eyebrows, and his thin lips unconsciously curled a little.

He really didn't expect Yan Xiangnuan to look like when he entered the kitchen!

"Yes! Looking forward to it? Yan Xiangnuan saw that his expression was a little peculiar, so he simply hung his two arms around his neck, which would not dislike him being sweaty, on the contrary, he enjoyed the warmth between each other.

really likes a person, even if he is dirty, she will not dislike it, and if she is poisoned by love, Yan Xiangnuan does not plan to solve it.

"Can you eat the breakfast you made?" Jin Weimo laughed.

"Poisonous! Would you like to eat? Yan Xiangnuan was a little shocked, and then raised her eyebrows arrogantly.

"Eat." The breakfast made by Yan Xiangnuan was poisonous, Jin Weimo said that he had to eat it all without frowning, thinking that Jin Weimo scooped up Yan Xiangnuan with one hand, picked up Yan Xiangnuan like a child, and went to the living room with steps.

"You go take a shower first!" Yan Xiangnuan was attached to Jin Weimo's arms, because he was picked up by Jin Weimo, he was taller than Jin Weimo, so he opened his mouth to comfort, and played with Jin Weimo's ear with his other hand.

"No, eat a love breakfast first." Jin Weimo said that he knew that his daughter-in-law had made breakfast for him, and what kind of bath he took at this time was not as big as the breakfast made by his daughter-in-law.

"Alright then!" Yan Xiangnuan also had no obligation to let Jin Weimo take a bath, he wanted to eat breakfast first, and she was also very happy, because she also wanted to see his surprise appearance.

On the dining table in the restaurant, Aunt Song had already put the sandwiches made by Yan Xiangnuan on the table, heated the milk, and brought out the shrimp porridge that was almost boiled, and prepared some side dishes that she usually pickled.

"You did all this?" Jin Weimo looked at those delicate love sandwiches and raised his eyebrows.

"yes!" Yan Xiangnuan nodded very happily.

"Try it, these are all made by the young grandmother herself." Aunt Song also nodded at Jin Weimo, and her tone didn't know how relieved she was.

Jin Weimo put down Yan Xiangnuan, who was hugging, and stared at the delicate heart-shaped sandwich on the table, as if he still couldn't believe it.

These are all done by Yan Xiangnuan?

"The craftsmanship looks very good!" Jin Weimo turned his head and raised his hand to ravage Yan Xiangnuan's hair.

"It's the first time I've cooked, and I'm barely in general!" Yan Xiangnuan knew that Jin Weimo was a little surprised and surprised, and when he saw his surprised eyes, his heart was also a little beautiful, but he still remained modest, raised his hand and pushed Jin Weimo's body to let Jin Weimo sit down: "You taste it first, what if it looks good or not?" ”

"Good!" Jin Weimo pulled out the stool and sat down obediently, reached out to pick up the sandwich and took a bite.

Yan Xiangnuan put lettuce in the sandwich, as well as luncheon meat and ham bacon, plus fried poached eggs that were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the taste of a bite was still very good.

"It's delicious." Sure enough, Jin Weimo took a bite and praised it.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more." Yan Xiangnuan sat opposite Jin Weimo's dining table, and saw that Jin Weimo was so supportive, so he pushed the sandwich in front of Jin Weimo, and also motioned for Jin Weimo to drink some porridge, a combination of Chinese and Western!

For breakfast, Jin Weimo was very satisfied, and when he went out after taking a shower, the whole person was fluttering, and then looking at Yan Xiangnuan's delicate figure standing at the door of the villa and waving at him gently, Jin Weimo wished that he didn't have to go to work in the military region.