Doorway.

Feng Jiuci looked dreamy.

Not......

An Xiaoqi, who just woke up, is so cute.

……

Fifteen minutes later.

Angel washed up, changed her clothes, and came out of the room again, she didn't see Feng Jiuci at the door, she breathed a sigh of relief. She adjusted her breathing before walking to the living room.

In the kitchen.

Feng Jiuci took the reheated milk and put it on the table, "Come over for breakfast." ”

“……”

Why does she have the feeling that she is a guest and Feng Jiuci is the host of this house.

An Qi sat down awkwardly opposite Feng Jiuci.

Finding that there was only one breakfast in front of him, Angel asked him, "Aren't you going to eat?" ”

"I've eaten it."

"Oh."

Angel took a bun and took a small bite to nibble on, while gnawing, she secretly observed Feng Jiuci, and she found out that Feng Jiuci was wearing a pink printed suit today.

Angel couldn't take her eyes off it.

Before meeting Feng Jiuci, Anqi never knew that a man could look so good in pink, the key is not to look motherly at all.

He has white skin.

The pink color makes his face even more handsome.

It's just that......

"Brother Jiu, aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold."

"I just looked at the temperature, it's minus seven degrees outside." Anqi felt a little guilty, "There were five or six degrees yesterday, it rained at night, and the temperature suddenly plummeted today, I knew that it was so cold today, I should have made an appointment for another time." It's all my fault, I should have read the weather forecast in advance. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm young and frost-tolerant."

Feng Jiuci pointed to the air conditioner, "You see I have already turned on the air conditioner in advance." ”

"But ......"

"Don't be, didn't you say that you would paint for a long time, you hurry up and have breakfast, and after eating, we will prepare to start."

“……”

An Qi glanced at Feng Jiuci strangely.

What does she think......

Brother Jiu can't wait even more than her.

Angel continued to nibble on her buns.

Feng Jiuci stared at her expectantly, "How is it, is it delicious?" ”

"It's delicious."

"That's good, it's my first time cooking, and I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

“……”

Cook?

Angel was stunned.

She glanced down and was sure it was the frozen bun her mother had bought her.

Don't......

In Brother Jiu's heart, heating a quick-frozen bun is considered cooking?

Angel tentatively asked, "Well...... Thank you? ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome, can you taste the hot milk I gave you again."

The corners of Angel's mouth twitched.

She was sure at this moment that Brother Jiu was asking for credit.

She took a sip of milk, and seeing Feng Jiuci's eyes full of anticipation, the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and she put down the cup helplessly, "Brother Jiu, this is ordinary pure milk, you can't just because you heated it, I will say with a clear conscience that it tastes better than usual." ”

“……”

Feng Jiuci's smile froze.

When a normal girl eats his super handsome guy's loving breakfast, shouldn't she be moved to cry bitterly.

Why is An Xiaoqi abnormal.

Feng Jiu coughed in disguise, "I mean, you hurry up and eat, and we'll start after eating." ”

"Oh."

Meal.

Angel washed the dishes and cups.

The living room is large, and she originally planned to paint in the living room, but the temperature is too low today, and the large space means that it is very cold in the house.

Angel thought for a moment.

Decided to move to the bedroom.

Angel turned on the air conditioner in the room and turned it to 30 degrees Celsius.

Before the room was warm, she set it up again.

Painting is about composing.

The four-piece suit on Angel's bed was orange, a warm color, which didn't match the style she wanted, so she removed the quilt, put the brown bear on the bed aside, and spread a beige blanket on the bed to cover the original sheet color.

"Okay, Brother Jiu, come in."

"Here we are."

Feng Jiu resigned and entered the house.

The house is full of the smell of Angel.

Feng Jiuci's heart was beating like thunder, "Can you draw?" ”

"Not yet."

On a cloudy day, the light in the room was too dark, Angel simply closed the curtains, turned on the ceiling lamp, and the room instantly brightened, Angel said, "You sit on the bed and wait, I'll go get painting tools and easels." ”

"Okay."

Angel soon returned.

She moved a table and placed it in the corner, spreading out her paintbrush to find a plate to match.

Soon.

All the preparations are done.

An Qi looked at Feng Jiuci who was sitting on the bed, thinking that he would take off the essence in a while, and the whole person began to feel nervous.

"Are you alright?"

"Nope."

Angel licked her lips, "The temperature of the air conditioner hasn't risen yet, so I'll start when it rises." ”

"Oh."

Anqi's unnatural emotions were contagious to Feng Jiuci.

Feng Jiuci also began to feel a little uncomfortable.

He moved around uneasily like a nail on his buttocks.

"Ninth Brother ......"

"Huh?"

"Is your hair sprayed?"

"Ah, yes." Feng Jiuci touched his hair and smiled dryly, "Isn't this to be a model, I don't have much experience, so I want to pick it up." Is it because I can't get this hairstyle? ”

"Well, it may need to be washed off."

Feng Jiuci stood up happily, "I'll go wash it." ”

There is a bathroom in the master bedroom.

Angel took Feng Jiuci to the bathroom and found him shampoo and a clean towel.

Feng Jiuci is tall, with long hands and long legs.

He was circling around the bathroom, and Angel felt as if the whole space was getting cramped. Perhaps because of the invasion of private territory, Angel's heartbeat was a little unbalanced.

"You wash slowly, I'll go out first."

"Okay."

The nervous Angel didn't notice.

Feng Jiuci, who used to talk a lot, has a little less words today.

in the bedroom.

Angel regretted it a little.

She felt that it was better to pay for a professional model to find Feng Jiuci to help.

If it's a stranger.

Maybe she wouldn't be so nervous and embarrassed.

Can......

Now that things have come to this point, we can only continue with the bite of the head.

Anqi clenched his fists to brainwash himself, "Anqi, you yourself are learning to draw, show your professional quality." What are you afraid of, these are small scenes. ”

Right.

Small scenes.

Angel took a dozen deep breaths, and her chaotic heartbeat finally calmed down.

A few minutes later.

The bathroom door was opened.

Feng Jiuci's hair was half-dry, and in order to facilitate the washing of his hair, the shirt under his suit was unbuttoned twice, revealing a beautiful slender neck and sexy Adam's apple...... and a small piece of white chest.

His hair was messy, which added a bit of wild beauty to him.

This is the first time Angel has seen a man who can wear a pink suit with wild beauty.

Angel's mouth suddenly became a little dry.

Her heartbeat, which she had managed to suppress, began to become chaotic again.

"An Xiaoqi, I'm fine."

"Oh."

Large soft bed.

Dim lights.

Slightly hot and dry air.

A young man and a woman.

Angel realized that this scene was a little ambiguous.

But things have come to this point, and the ambiguity can only continue, Angel spit out a breath of turbid air without a trace, and she was ruthless, "Then ...... Take it off. ”