At six o'clock the next day, Song Yan got up to make breakfast for Song Jiang and his wife.

Song Jiang and his wife usually get up at seven o'clock, and she gets up at six o'clock to make porridge, just when they get up and eat.

Originally, she thought that she had already woken up early, but what she didn't expect was that there were people who were earlier than her.

After she had finished boiling the porridge, she was about to get two pieces of cloth for the pot, but as soon as she turned around, she saw a tall figure standing silently at the back door of the kitchen.

Song Yan was startled, let out a soft "ah", raised her hand to point at Ye Jue, and looked at him from top to bottom.

He was covered in sweat, his army-green shirt was soaked with sweat, the clothes were close to his skin, and he could clearly see the muscle texture beating through the clothes, his arms were shining with sweat, his forehead and face were also hot sweat, and his hair was dripping with water.

Seeing Ye Jue standing in front of her like this, Song Yan felt that it was even more delicious than the pot of porridge behind her.

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Song Yan was frightened by herself.

She quickly looked away, waved her hand and said, "Why are you sweating, hurry up and wipe it." ”

"Morning run." Ye Jue ripped off the towel hanging around his neck, turned around, walked to the water pipe, put the towel in the water stream and washed it, and then wiped the sweat off his body with wet hair.

Song Yan let out an "oh", and while Ye Jue was not paying attention, she raised her hand and patted her red little face.

Then she saw him holding a hose to drench her arm, and she hurriedly stopped: "Eh, don't, just finish running or wait until the sweat is almost out before washing, don't get drenched, be careful of getting rheumatism when you get old in the future." ”

Ye Jue nodded: "Listen to my daughter-in-law." ”

He put down the pipe, which was the size of a finger, stood up, and wiped his neck with a towel.

Actually, he really wanted to take off the short shirt on his body, because the clothes were wet, but because he was in Song Yan's house, he was not good bare.

"Daughter-in-law, I'll go back to the room first." Ye Jue turned around and hurriedly entered the room.

"Okay." Song Yan secretly glanced at his back, lowered her head and took two pieces of cloth from the lid of the water tank, and when she picked up the porridge from the fire, she suddenly realized that Ye Jue was calling her "daughter-in-law" just now.

I also screamed twice!

It's so natural.

Even she almost thought that she was already his daughter-in-law.

Song Yan grinned funny and angry.

Who is her daughter-in-law!

took advantage of her before she got the certificate.

After the porridge was ready, Song Jiang and his wife also got up.

They were rinsing their mouths, and Song Yan was serving porridge in it, and when the porridge was ready, they called Song Jiang and Zhao Chaoying.

Ye Jue entered the room for a while, and Song Yan went around to the room in the lower hall, pushed open the door and walked in.

However......

After she walked in, she saw Ye Jue standing in front of the window, the clothes on his body had been taken off by him, his palms folded, placed behind him, his legs slightly split to the same width as his shoulders, and he stood with his back to her.

Ye Jue who didn't wear a shirt...... She looked at it for the third time.

She was there for him when he was taking medicine at the hospital.

Song Yan still felt ashamed.

In her last life, she had always lived alone, and she looked at the relationship between men and women a little traditionally conservative.

She moved her steps, and was about to dodge when Ye Jue suddenly turned around and stopped her: "Daughter-in-law." ”

Song Yan raised her head and met his bright eyes.

To hide her embarrassment, she leaned over and waved her hand and said, "It's time for breakfast." ”