Ying Linyuan thought about breaking his head and couldn't think of how to quietly pull Huo Chizhou's hair, so he ruthlessly decided to pull a few hairs with his hands in a grand manner, at most let Huo Chizhou kill back and forth a few times with his eyes.

Of course, the most important thing right now is to prepare a loving breakfast.

Ying Linyuan knew that Jiang Xueci was a foodie, and he also knew that he couldn't cook any food temporarily, so he simply asked the kitchen aunt to do it for him.

As soon as Ying's mother came down from upstairs, she saw her son carrying a lunch box in a flash.

"Lin Yuan, are you leaving? Don't eat breakfast with your parents? ”

"No, Mom, I'm going to work." Ying Linyuan waved his hand at his old mother, strode out of the door, and disappeared without a trace.

"Alas, this kid." Ying's mother shook her head helplessly, and suddenly became a workaholic, which made her a little unaccustomed.

Ying's father walked down the stairs behind Ying's mother, just in time to hear the last words Ying Linyuan said, and his face was a little relieved.

He walked to the restaurant with his wife in his arms: "It's a good thing for the child to be active at work, and it's also good for him to go to the Song family for some training." ”

Even if it's just grassroots work, it's good to be willing to work in a down-to-earth manner.

"That's right." Ying Mu suppressed her worries.

Aunt Wei came out with the freshly boiled pine nut multigrain porridge and said with a smile: "The young master asked the kitchen to prepare two breakfasts to take away, maybe it was for the girl she liked." ”

"How is that possible?" Ying's mother smiled, "Lin Yuan is a child's heart, and he hasn't opened his mind yet." ”

Ying's father didn't believe it either: "Linyuan has a large amount of food, so he should eat it himself." ”

There is also a possibility that the breakfast that Ying Linyuan brought was prepared for Song Qingyue. But how could they be a couple? What else do you like about girls? said that it was Ying Linyuan's filial piety to Song Qingyue, and it was almost the same.

The two children have always been like sisters and brothers.

Besides, they don't think that the generous and steady Song Qingyue looks down on their own stupid boy.

On the other side, Ying Linyuan put the love breakfast on the passenger seat of his car very preciously, and happily set off towards the Shengshi Jiangnan Community. He didn't forget to cover his vest and place his car in a nearby parking lot, and then walked to the door of the community with his breakfast fart.

Ying Linyuan: [Master, I've already arrived at the gate of the community and brought you a breakfast [cute .jpg]. 】

After the message was sent, Ying Linyuan held the lunch box in his arms.

It was filled with porridge carefully made by Aunt Wei, as well as potato egg cakes, and yogurt. Girls should like to drink yogurt, right? Bring milk and soy milk another day......

After Jiang Xueci received the news, she hurriedly changed her clothes and washed her bag and went downstairs, and sure enough, she saw Ying Linyuan stupidly holding the lunch box at the door, she took a few steps forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Little Yingzi!" ”

Ying Linyuan turned around with a smile and handed out the love lunch box as if offering a treasure.

"Master, this is the breakfast I brought, let's eat it together, shall we?"

Jiang Xue didn't have time to put on makeup, her facial features were still delicate and moving without powder, with a different kind of youthful and sweet atmosphere. Ying Linyuan only felt that his heart was beating "suddenly".

I really like her a little more when I look at her for a second.

Jiang Xueci just opened the lid of the lunch box and exclaimed, "Is this made by my aunt?" Or did you do it? ”

The pine nut multigrain porridge looked soft and glutinous and fragrant, and it took a lot of thought to see it.

"My mom did it." Ying Linyuan scratched his head, he didn't dare to say that it was made by the aunt invited by the family.

Jiang Xueci sighed: "Aunt's craftsmanship is really good. ”

"Shall we have breakfast first?" Afraid of talking too much, Ying Linyuan hurriedly motioned for Jiang Xue to sit at the stone table where people could rest under the shade of the trees. Jiang Xue was polite to her eldest apprentice and drank porridge.

Seeing that she was eating well, Ying Linyuan thought about bringing love to breakfast tomorrow.

I was able to have breakfast with her every day after that.

It's romantic.