Because Fang Moyan didn't expect that Duan Qingyuan would be so stupid, so stupid, so stupid, and he didn't even know what women liked to do the most. The women around him, in the final analysis, like to do two things, and he has long summed it up.

Fang Moyan first gave Duan Qingyuan a smirking expression, and then replied to him: Do ...... Love.

When Duan Qingyuan saw this, he immediately rewarded Fang Moyan with one word and one sentence, saying: Get out, I'm serious!

He never thought that what women like to do the most is to sit and love, just like he did to Feng Zhenzhen just now, which almost caused Feng Zhenzhen's disgust.

Seeing that Duan Qingyuan was so serious, Fang Moyan sent another "embarrassed" expression. Then, he became serious, and his attitude became serious.

Fang Moyan said: In my opinion, most women only like to do two things, one is to buy things frantically and blow up your card. The second is for you to create romance for her, and it is best to be able to accompany her to travel here and there.

At this time, Duan Qingyuan suddenly comprehended, and a bright and clear light was released from his sharp cold eyes.

"Material, romantic, are what women pursue, and ......" he was still convinced and said to himself.

At this moment, Fang Moyan guessed again that Duan Qingyuan at this end was in a daze, admiring his words. Simply, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and silently went offline.

Duan Qingyuan was in the study and sat until more than ten o'clock. Then he went back to the bedroom and lay down next to Feng Zhenzhen.

Feng Zhenzhen looked like she was asleep again, breathing softly, gently, evenly, and quietly. Now in the bedroom, there was a dimly lit desk lamp, and Duan Qingyuan reached out to turn it off, making the entire space dark.

At this time, Feng Zhenzhen's eyes quietly opened again, and they opened wide, staring at the white light on the ceiling.

Duan Qingyuan had already seen that she was pretending to be asleep just now, so one of his arms was deliberately heavy on her chest.

"Uh......" Feng Zhenzhen trembled again from his pressure. But soon, she pushed back the little panic.

She couldn't help but think, how Duan Qingyuan slept comfortably, then let him sleep like that. She sacrificed and silently accommodated him, she couldn't sleep anyway.

Time is like water, little by little, drop by drop, slowly flowing between the fingers.

Feng Zhenzhen didn't know when she fell asleep, and when she actually woke up, it was already dark. Duan Qingyuan was still sleeping beside her, his back facing the sky, naked, and his hand was still on her chest. Feng Zhenzhen was ready to get up, so she slowly got up and carefully moved Duan Qingyuan's arm away.

Ten minutes after Feng Zhenzhen got up, Duan Qingyuan also got up. When he finished freshening up and walked out of the door, he had just walked down the stairs when he heard the noise coming from the kitchen below, the noise of pots and pots, and shovels and shovels.

Naturally, Duan Qingyuan's footsteps became lighter and slower. There is no doubt that the sound was all made by Feng Zhenzhen. Feng Zhenzhen was in the kitchen, busy and happy.

"What is she doing? Make me breakfast? Duan Qingyuan couldn't help but think beautifully in his heart.

When he was about to finish going down the stairs, he happened to catch a complete glimpse of Feng Zhenzhen's busy figure in the kitchen.

At this time, Feng Zhenzhen's appearance and dress were completely different from before, wearing rough and loose pajamas, black straight hair tied at random, and a floral apron tied around her waist.

Simply, Duan Qingyuan didn't leave for the time being, just stopped at the staircase and stood there watching her. In his opinion, Feng Zhenzhen at this time was a serious housewife, which brought him a sense of diligence, simplicity and plainness. Moreover, he liked this feeling very much, so he watched and watched, and he was slightly in a daze.

Feng Zhenzhen was frying eggs there, she broke the eggs, put them in the hot oil, and immediately, a very thick and heavy smoke rose. At this time, her body also retreated, and she raised her wrist and wiped her forehead with her wrist. There was a slight itch on her forehead, and she thought there was hair stuck there.

Seeing Feng Zhenzhen's action, Duan Qingyuan's gaze immediately regained its charm, so clear, bright, and powerful. He strode again, towards the kitchen, towards Vera Feng.

Finding that Duan Qingyuan had already come downstairs, Feng Zhenzhen turned her head again and glanced faintly into the living room.

She just glanced at it, and after half a second, she turned around again and continued to fry eggs. Now, her overall appearance is still a little arrogant, and she is not very willing to pay attention to Duan Qingyuan.

Duan Qingyuan's footsteps stopped at the kitchen door, and asked her in a gentle voice, "What are you doing?" ”

When asking, he quickly glanced around the kitchen and saw a tube of noodles prepared by Feng Zhenzhen and two vegetable bowls, one large and one small, on the stove.

Feng Zhenzhen brought up the two fried eggs one by one, put them in the two bowls respectively, and replied to Duan Qingyuan in an impatient tone: "I'm making breakfast, can't you see it?" ”

That's right, she is still angry with Duan Qingyuan, but one yard is one yard, she won't make breakfast for Duan Qingyuan because she is angry.

When she said these two words, she didn't look at Duan Qingyuan again, but Duan Qingyuan kept looking at her figure. Looking at it, Duan Qingyuan couldn't help but hook his lips, smiled heartily, and sighed silently in his heart: Feng Zhenzhen is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, a kind and cute little woman with a little bit of childishness!

"Of course I can see it, make a good meal......" He deliberately replied to Feng Zhenzhen in a cold tone. Then, pretending to be useless, he turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

And in fact, at this moment, there are many beautiful ripples in his heart lake. Because Feng Zhenzhen was kind to him, even if he was angry, he didn't forget to take care of his stomach, and got up early in the morning to give him noodles to eat.

Feng Zhenzhen was still busy concentratingly, and she did not deny that she was cooking for Duan Qingyuan......

After Duan Qingyuan walked into the dining room, he sat down at the dining table. After less than ten minutes, Feng Zhenzhen pouted slightly, put a large bowl of noodles in front of him, and reached out to hand him a pair of chopsticks, saying, "Give!" ”

Duan Qingyuan stretched out his hand to take the chopsticks, and when he saw the layer of anger that appeared on Feng Zhenzhen's delicate little face, his smile was even more comfortable and proud. He carried his chopsticks and ate slowly, while thinking about something in his mind. Last night, Fang Moyan said that most women like romance. So, what romance should he create for Feng Zhenzhen today, and praise Feng Zhenzhen for her breakfast?

He thought seriously and quietly, and he had to admit that he was indeed a man who had no interest and did not understand romance. Even if he was with Gu Manqing once, he didn't do anything special for Gu Manqing.

Duan Qingyuan thought and thought, thought and thought, and thought about what he would do on weekdays and weekends, which was nothing more than staying at home to exercise, surf the Internet, and play games......

That's right, fitness ...... [.]