C11

What are you laughing at

Tang Yuli, he's coming back!

Gu Qiqi suddenly felt that the temperature in the room was a little hot and stuffy. She anxiously jumped up from the bed and drank a glass of water to calm her rapid heartbeat.

Curious, she leaned closer and put her hands on the railing. "Hey! What are you laughing at? "

The man's body stiffened, and the item in his hand was placed into the pocket of his pajamas.

When he turned his head to look at Gu Qiqi, his deep eyes seemed to fill with the vast starry sky: "Still awake?" He seemed surprised.

Seeing Feng Jing's brows slightly knit, she asked him, "What were you looking at just now? A present from your ex-girlfriend? "

The man's gaze stopped on her for a moment before he turned around and entered the room.

Gu Qiqi, "..."

… ….

The next morning, when Feng Jing went downstairs, he heard "chi chi" sounds coming from the kitchen.

There had been no smell of oil smoke in his villa for a long time! Because he had a serious obsession with cleanliness and a habit of picking at food. After hiring a few chefs who were unable to meet his requirements, he simply left the kitchen cold.

He did not have much hope for the girl who claimed to take good care of him.

However, when he saw the exquisite breakfast on the table, he was still stunned.

"Household cooking, don't mind it!" The woman sat him down at the dining table with a smile on her face and placed a piece of parched egg steamed bun on a small plate in front of him.

Feng Jing did not like eating eggs.

However, the woman's fervent gaze was right in front of him. She was like a child eager to be praised. Her long eyelashes fluttered, making it hard for people to refuse her kind intentions.

"Try it!" I specially got up early in the morning to make it! "

The woman said that to prove her craftsmanship is really good, she pinched a piece in her mouth and bit into it with satisfaction.

"Oh, it smells so good..." The satisfied expression on his face was so wonderful that it could be used to make a gourmet advertisement.

Feng Jing looked at her and couldn't help but suspect whether it was really that delicious.

Picking up his chopsticks, he looked around the table full of fine snacks: steamed buns with eggs, spring rolls with eggs, fragrant egg sandwiches, poached onion and egg, lean meat porridge …

He was speechless. "You really like eating eggs?"

"That's right!" "Eggs are very nutritious, and have you noticed that every dish made with the egg is very delicious?"