Chapter 43

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
The next day, in the morning, more than four o'clock.

With a faint smile on his face, Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Zhou Mengru, who is still sleeping, he has an indescribable sense of happiness in his heart and is full of energy.

Boo!

He pecked on Zhou Mengru's cherry lips, turned out of bed with a bad smile and began to prepare to go to the rooftop to practice.

Now he has tasted the benefits of Chiyang dance. If it wasn't for his martial arts practice yesterday, I'm afraid that even if he wanted to save sister Ru, he might not be able to save her.

In any case, I will protect sister Ru well and not let her suffer any more grievances.

Zhang Ye made up his mind, crept out of the bedroom and closed the door gently.

Bata!

With the sound of the lock, Zhou Mengru's eyes slowly opened. Looking at the empty bedroom and the man's breath in the air, she could not help but conjure up a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth.

For more than two years, she has never had such a peaceful day's sleep.

Zhou Mengru stretched a big stretch, put on a coat, gently out of bed, came to the front of their own security door, silently looking at the cat's eye.

Back at home, Zhang Ye took out the wine from the refrigerator, but suddenly remembered the embarrassing scene of yesterday morning, and couldn't help giggling.

After a few minutes, the heat wave in the body began to billow again, and began to think about the whole body.

Zhang Ye rushed out of the house and directly came to the roof.

Drink!

With a sound of opening and closing, a sudden burst of gas burst out of Zhang Ye's chest, agitating his voice to drink out, and his figure suddenly unfolded like a dragon and a snake.

Do your best to fight.

His body moves around on the rooftop and soars in the air. Every move has great power.

The shape is like a dragon and the potential is like a tiger. The wind is blowing and thundering.

Perhaps because of his actual combat experience, today his martial arts are more concise and precise than the previous two. With the continuous operation of internal Qi and boxing, his auxiliary martial arts are more lethal.

But he didn't notice that there was a pair of water bright eyes with spring staring at him.

"That's great."

At first, Zhou Mengru was just curious about what Zhang Ye got up so early to do. Later, when she saw him return to his home in cat's eye, she felt a little disappointed.

Any woman wants to wake up in the morning and see her beloved man by her side.

But before the loss disappeared, she saw Zhang Ye blushing, as if forced to endure something, and rushed directly to the roof.

"What is Ono doing?" Zhou Mengru is a little confused.

Driven by curiosity, she quietly followed Zhang Ye and went to the roof, then saw the scene in front of her.

Zhang Ye's upper body is bare, his steel like muscles are mixed with transpiration sweat, and he emits strong androgen.

"I didn't expect that Ono would be so good at martial arts even if he was quiet on weekdays." Zhou Mengru covered her mouth in amazement.

Unknowingly, her heart was affected by Zhang Ye, up and down with his movements.

Zhang Ye doesn't know that Zhou Mengru has a good view of his own martial arts. At this time, he is exerting Chiyang dance to the limit.

Boo!

There seemed to be something broken in his body, and his inner Qi came out of the Dantian like a tidal current, which made his power soar in an instant.

"Why, did it break through to copper? I'm really a genius, ha ha ha. " Zhang Ye surprised to experience the changes in his body, the heart can not help but be surprised and happy.

He remembers that it is recorded in the inheritance of master liantian that after the internal skill is cultivated to the copper skin, the internal Qi in the elixir field will be continuously transformed into strength and transmitted to the body, and there will never be a time when the physical strength is exhausted.

"Don't I become twelve times a night? Ha ha ha, sister Ru, you should be careful in the future. "

Zhang Ye stood on the rooftop with his hands pinching his waist and laughed happily for a long time. Then he remembered that no one could appreciate him. He had to pick up his coat and prepare to go downstairs.

Hiding behind the rooftop door, Zhou Mengru's face turned into an apple and turned white: "bah, stinky Ono is too bad."

Zhang Ye went downstairs to Zhou Mengru's home, and saw that she was still sleeping in bed, with a faint smile on her lips.

After washing, he simply made a breakfast, kept it warm in the pot, and then found a note paper to write a few words on the side.

Everything is ready, Zhang Ye went to work with a very happy mood.

Just a few minutes after he went out, Zhou Mengru got out of bed again and curiously came to the kitchen. At a glance, he saw the emperor fried rice in the pot.

The pink note next to it said, "sister Ru, breakfast is in the pot. You must eat it. If it's cold, remember to heat it yourself. I'll go to work first. Don't miss me too much. "

Puff!Zhou Mengru couldn't help laughing and spat charming: "bah, stinky Ono wants to be beautiful, which one will miss you."

Although she didn't admit it, Zhang Ye's not handsome but very attractive face and His tiger like body when he practiced in the morning.

Her pretty face instantly red to the root of the neck, hook people's eyes slightly flow, do not know what to think.

At 6:30 in the morning, Zhang ye came to the kitchen of Yunhai Hotel on time.

"Ono, I'm in a good mood today. Have you met any good things?" Just after entering the kitchen, uncle Ji came to say hello.

"Hey, hey, yeah, uncle Ji, I met a great thing." Zhang Yemei Zizi said, thinking back to Zhou Mengru.

"Ha ha, that's good. It's much better than swallow. She didn't see you last night, but she was out of her mind all night Uncle Ji laughs.

"Uncle Ji..." An angry voice came suddenly.

Zhang Ye turned his head and saw that Feng Yanzheng was standing at the kitchen door with a blush on his face, as if he had been exposed.

"Good morning, sister Yan." Zhang Ye said hello with a smile.

"Well, what did you do yesterday. When people are away from work, I won't tell the manager to deduct your salary. I'll tell you if I'm looking for a girlfriend. " Feng Yan, with a straight face, feigned anger.

"No, sister Yan'er, I was in sister Wang's house yesterday. Her old man wanted to eat the emperor's fried rice. I went to help him." Zhang Ye quickly explained.

I don't know why, he didn't want to tell others about Zhou Mengru, especially Feng Yan.

"Really?" Feng Yan looks at him suspiciously.

"More real than real gold."

"Well, I'll let you go this time."

Feng Yan's face showed a reassuring smile, and then they began their daily fight.

But at this time, an uncomfortable cold hum suddenly came.

"Hum, Zhang Wanyi is indeed Zhang Wanyi. He starts to want to fly when his wings are not hard, and he is not afraid of falling to death one day."