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The next day, when he got up early in the morning, Song Yan saw the breakfast on the table, a typical sergeant's breakfast, the smell was fragrant, the smell made people full of appetite, and a few snacks were still steaming on them, and it was estimated that it should have just been baked soon.

Walking into the kitchen, but didn't see anyone in the kitchen at all, walked around the hall, and didn't see Jons's voice, and was wondering if these breakfasts were made by Jons, when a familiar male voice came from the stairs, "What are you looking for?" ”。

Song Yan looked over, and saw jons coming down the stairs, today's jons changed their usual suits and leather shoes, and faded their usual shirts, at this time jons was wearing a very simple t-shirt and light-colored slacks, and a baseball cap in his hand, which was really handsome, and it was far more difficult to take his eyes off than jons on weekdays, just like she was at this moment, she felt that jons looked good.

Seeing those eyes staring at him without blinking, Johns lowered his head and looked at Song Yan, a happy smile crept up his cheeks, "Look at me in a daze?" Do you think I'm good-looking? ”。

Song Yan hurriedly came back to her senses, her face was dyed a little crimson, she stretched out her finger and pointed to the breakfast on the table, wanting to change the topic, but the picture just now was still in her mind, and as soon as she opened her mouth, her tongue was a little knotted, "On the table...... Is something you made? ”。

Song Yan's stammering amused Jons, he stretched out his hand, pulled Song Yan towards the dining table, the two walked to the dining table, Jons pressed Song Yan into the stool, and sat down opposite her, "Yes, I did it, just go upstairs to change clothes, I'm going to take you out to play later, and then wake you up together, you have already gone downstairs, taste it, how does it taste."

He didn't want to hire a servant here, so he did everything himself, after all, this was the time when he and Song Yan couldn't get along alone, and he didn't want to be ruined by anyone.

I didn't expect it to be made by jons, Song Yan stretched out his hand, and hurriedly took a piece of dim sum and tasted it, the soft and crispy taste fell into the stomach from between the lips and teeth, it felt delicious, and these snacks were not greasy at all, and they were not too sweet, which was very suitable for breakfast.

She really never thought that Jons would make breakfast for her one day, and looked at Jons with some surprise in her eyes, "You can actually make breakfast?" ”。

In her impression, she always thought that affectionate men like Blair and Gu Mufan would make breakfast, and maybe there was a Zhou Yan, except for these men, she felt that the rest of the men were the kind that could only eat and not cook.

Johns brought the milk in front of Song Yan and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't you say that you like to find a man who is as pampered as Afan?" Afan, I will learn slowly."

Gu Mufan can cook, and it took him three years to finally learn it, just because Song Yan likes it.

Song Yan took the milk handed over by Jons, she took a sip, and the surprise in her originally surprised light pupils was even more surprised, "You learned to cook for me?" ”。

Because of the action of sipping milk just now, there was a layer of white milk on the lips of Song Yan's mouth, as if there was a layer of fluff, jons smiled, stretched out his hand, and wiped the white milk stains on the corners of Song Yan's mouth, "What do you say?" ”。

He knows exactly what kind of man Song Yan likes, what kind of food she likes, and he has figured it all out, since he has dated Song Yan, the next thing is to enter the marriage hall with Song Yan.

Therefore, he will make Song Yan fall in love with him in the shortest possible time, and he will only be the one he is willing to marry in the future.

Song Yan bit her lip, I don't know if Jons did it, but there are no servants in the villa, it seems that only Jons can do it.

Johns was helpless, he stared at Song Yan in front of him, his expression was a little helpless, "It took me three years to go from not knowing how to cook to being a good cook, just because someone likes warm and caring men."

"Is this a confession?" Put the soft snack in his mouth and take a bite gently, Song Yan asked with a serious expression.

The corners of Johns raised the corners of his mouth, and his expression was tacit, "You can take it as a confession, so are you touched in the slightest."

Song Yan nodded, no matter who spent three years learning something for herself, that person would be moved, she was not hard-hearted, after all, Jons had done so many touching things for her.

Holding Song Yan's other hand on the dining table, Jons's expression was still very gentle, "Besides, your hand, I don't want her to become rough."

Song Yan's hands are obviously carefully maintained, whether it is from the nails to the upper skin on the back of the hand, they are extremely tender, like shelled eggs, how can he be willing to let Song Yan's white and tender fingers that do not touch the spring water do those rough work.

The hand was held in the hand of jons, Song Yan was a little embarrassed and wanted to withdraw his hand, who knew that jons had already grabbed her hand and put it in front of his nose, absorbing the faint fragrance of her hand, "I found that your hand is very fragrant every time."

Song Yan took a bite of the dim sum on his other hand, and the thin and indistinct voice slowly spread, "Well, our royal family has a kind of balm that specializes in hand maintenance, and I like it very much, so I apply it every time."

That kind of balm is specially produced in a small town in France, and it is directly paid tribute to the royal family of country M, and she likes it so much that she has been smearing it for many years.

Jons's eyes were a little clear, and there was a faint fragrance in the palm of his hand, like the faint fragrance of gardenias, and like the fragrance of grass, so good, he opened his mouth, took the fingertips like onion roots, and swallowed gently.

Song Yan was slightly stunned, she couldn't even taste the dim sum in her hand, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jons didn't let go at all.

After a long time, Johns let go of her fingers, approached her, and stared at the stunned little face, "Little one, you are not allowed to seduce me early in the morning."

He realized that he really didn't have any control over the little guy in front of him, so he sniffed the scent between her fingers, and the guy between her legs was yelling.

Song Yan was speechless, how could she seduce him, obviously he took her hand himself, admired it and then took her hand.

Song Yan's silent accusation made Johns happy, Song Yan stared at such a pair of big eyes, it was so cute and cute, he leaned down and kissed Song Yan's small mouth, "Little guy, I really want you to promise me quickly, I really want you."

Song Yan blushed and was about to refuse, she opened her mouth, and Johns entered her lips, touching her little tongue, teasing her, and playing with him.