Jiang Yong wrapped his hair in a towel, stepped on slippers to find Lu Yan, and asked him, "Have you blown ......?"

Then she saw a hair dryer in front of Lu Yan's computer desk.

Jiang Yong didn't think much about it, took the hair dryer and went back to the room, leaving a sentence: "I'll go to sleep after blowing, say good night in advance." ”

Lu Yan's face replied as usual: "Good night." ”

When Jiang Yong walked out, he didn't notice anything unusual, and it was only after a while that a low coughing voice came from Lu Yan's mobile phone: "Ahem, cough, what...... Son? ”

Lu Yan was indifferently like an old monk who had settled down: "I didn't live together, it was too late and I didn't let her go back to live for one night, it's still the same as before, I'm not fooling around, I'm measured." ”

Mrs. Lu: "......"

Lu Yan was so frank and frank for a while, but Mrs. Lu didn't know what to ask.

Mrs. Lu: "...... What, are you going to take it home and show us? ”

Plans, of course Lu Yan has plans, but all kinds of plans can't help but Jiang Yong is afraid that he will be ruined after exposing his relationship.

Lu Yan sighed, "She's shy." ”

Mrs. Lu secretly rubbed like a thief, "Then tell me the next time you go on a date, and I'll follow you." ”

Lu Yan: "......"

Lu Yan: "I haven't told you one thing yet." ”

Mrs. Lu: "What? ”

Lu Yan: "She's a martial arts champion, provincial, and I think she has the potential to be promoted to the national level. ”

Mrs. Lu: "......"

Lu Yan: "If you are not particularly confident in your tracking skills, I don't recommend doing this, because it really hurts for her to hit people." ”

Mrs. Lu: "......"

……

Jiang Yong didn't forget that he still had class the next morning, so he set an alarm clock at eight o'clock to get up.

She knew that Lu Yan was used to sleeping in the early morning and getting up at noon, and it was a bit unreliable to let him get up at eight o'clock in the morning to send him to school, so Jiang Yong planned to wash up and leave quietly.

Who knew that the alarm clock didn't go off, and the door was knocked.

Lu Yan's voice came from outside, "Get up and have breakfast." ”

Jiang Yong turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and let out an "ah" sound, pulling a long tail note, "Wait a while...... Sleep a little longer, the alarm hasn't gone off yet......"

Jiang Yong completely forgot that when he set the alarm clock at eight o'clock, he didn't count the time for breakfast.

She thought she would go to the side of the road to buy an egg scramble, eat it in the car, and get to school when she was almost done.

In Jiang Yong's impression, it seems that there is rarely a time to get up early and sit at the dining table to eat breakfast quietly.

In the past, she got up early, either to clean up the house or to endorse books.

So in Lu Yan's second knock on the door, Jiang Yong covered his head and continued to sleep as a matter of course.

During this period, Jiang Yong felt as if the door had been knocked twice again, but Jiang Yong's consciousness was entangled with Zhou Gong and he didn't wake up at all.

Then Jiang Yong was frightened awake.

The door lock was opened from the outside with a click, Jiang Yong had a psychological shadow when she was a child, and hearing this crisp and not so loud sound was even more terrifying than someone beating gongs and drums in her ears.

Jiang Yong sat up straight from the bed all of a sudden, touched the pillow, the most aggressive thing on the side, and prepared to smash it.

Lu Yan pushed the door and came in, and saw Jiang Yong holding a pillow as if he was carrying a knife, looking over with a murderous expression, as if he had taken her to drop a night last night.

Lu Yan was silent for a while, and then said, "Are you angry to get up?" ”

"......" Jiang Yong: "Isn't it locked up by me!" ”

Lu Yan raised a hand, and a bunch of keys hung on his index finger, "You forgot whose house this is, get up quickly, breakfast is going to be cold." ”

Jiang Yong put down the pillow, and after he relaxed, he looked sleepy, "What time is it?" ”

Lu Yan: "Half past seven." ”

No wonder her alarm clock didn't go off. Jiang Yong stretched, "It's here." ”

Wasting food is a bad habit, Jiang Ji got up from the bed with difficulty, and went downstairs after washing.

Because of lack of sleep, her steps are a little floating.

There were preserved eggs, lean porridge and pancakes on the table, and the milk was heated and poured into a glass.

Jiang Yong felt that something was wrong after taking two bites.

She always thought it was the takeaway ordered by Lu Yan, but who was idle and had nothing to do to throw away the takeaway box, and then use the porcelain bowl at home to pack it, and wash two more bowls for nothing.

Jiang Yong tasted the taste of the bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge and pancakes in front of him, and found that it was still okay......

Jiang Yong seemed to have discovered a new world, "You actually know how to cook." ”

Lu Yan swallowed the porridge in his mouth and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yong, "When did I give you the illusion that I can't cook?" ”

"......" Jiang Yong: "The e-sports player who works and rests in the underworld, the landlord young master who grew up with a golden spoon, when did you give me the illusion that you know how to cook?" ”

Jiang Yong and Lu Yan looked at each other silently for a while, after all, Lu Yan felt that what Jiang Yong said did make some sense, and he was defeated, "I guess you probably haven't experienced the situation where the nanny at home took leave for a few days during the New Year, and then your parents dropped a bank card and ran out on vacation." ”

Jiang Yong: "......"

It's a little miserable.

"In a desperate situation of starvation, everyone is gifted and self-taught." Lu Yan took out a napkin to wipe his mouth, "Let's go after eating." ”

One of the things that Jiang Yong admires most about Lu Yan is that no matter how late he sleeps, he must be able to get up when he arrives and enter the state when he needs to.

The winter cold has not subsided, the spring rain is falling gently, and there is always a damp and salty smell in the air, which makes Jiang Yong drowsy, and he can't keep up his spirits at all.

When the car drove to the school gate, Jiang Yong lifted his eyelids, yawned, turned sideways to unbuckle his seat belt, and kissed Lu Yan by the way, "I'm leaving." ”

Jiang Yong's textbooks were still in the dormitory, so she first went back to the dormitory to get the textbooks, but it happened to be blocked by Shen Xingguang.

"Hey Guang'er, the teacher ...... last time" Jiang Yong also wanted to ask Shen Xingguang if there was a copy of the homework assigned by the teacher last time, and then saw Shen Xingguang gossip and pulled Jiang Yong into the dormitory, "Sister, how was it last night?" ”

Jiang Yong: "......"

She was expressionless, "It's really just that I'm too lazy to come back after playing games, sleeping in two rooms, nothing happened." ”

Shen Xingguang actually sighed with great regret: "Hey, the right time and place are right for you, why don't you know how to grasp it at all." ”

Jiang Yongmu said: "Do you want to be a godmother next year?" ”

Shen Xingguang sighed: "It's not a loss to sleep well." ”

Jiang Yong was sure that his cultivation had been improved geometrically in a matter of seconds.

She took a deep breath, "Are you doing too little homework?" I won't copy it for you when I go back, and I'll do my homework with my head bald. ”

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