Jiang Miao kept her word and got up early the next morning and started working in the kitchen.

Yuan Yanqi now lives next door to Jiang Miao. He knew when Jiang Miao left the room. As soon as Jiang Miao went downstairs, he followed her. It was rare for Jiang Miao to get up so early and really go to the kitchen.

Moreover, Jiang Miao was determined to return the favor to him and refused to allow him to help in the kitchen. Yuan Yanqi had no choice but to sit on the sofa in the hall with a newspaper and wait.

"Brother Aqi, you took the newspaper upside down." Zhang Yang appeared with a stretched body, pointed at the newspaper in Yuan Yanqi's hand, and walked to the kitchen smelling the noise. Soon, Zhang Yang's steps came back,

Not at all beyond Yuan Yanqi's expectation, Zhang Yang sat down next to Yuan Yanqi with a look of disbelief on his face, "My sister is making breakfast?"

Yuan Yanqi placed the newspaper he was holding upside down on the coffee table and nodded.

Zhang Yang frowned and asked him reluctantly, "Are you doing it for all of us? Or just you?"

Yuan Yanqi frowned and glared at him, "What do you mean? Of course we eat them together."

"Ah?" Zhang Yang's face was filled with reluctance and disgust. He stood up again in a hurry, "Brother Aqi, did you run away this morning? Let's go for a run?"

Yuan Yanqi stared at him, smiled and said nothing, patted the place next to him, "Sit down, we'll talk about it after we finish eating."

When Zhang Yang sat next to Yuan Yanqi again, his face almost wrinkled up with reluctance.

"I heard from your dad that you want to start painting to support yourself. What do you think? Tell me."

When Yuan Yanqi mentioned this, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, "I plan to rent a store and decorate it into a palace full of art. Then I will paint in it and receive ten people every day. The rest can only

Take your number and go to the back.”

When Zhang Yang said this, his face was full of yearning.

Yuan Yanqi looked at him without any expression, and just chuckled.

"What do you mean by laughing?" Zhang Yang was not very happy, and Yuan Yanqi's mocking meaning was very obvious.

"It is true that an artist has no concept of money in his mind. You and Jiang Miao are quite similar. Let me give you a pertinent suggestion. You might as well set up a stall first."

A palace full of artistic atmosphere receives ten people every day. Does he consider himself his own master painter? What is going on in his mind?

He was able to say such an unrealistic idea so calmly. He really didn't know the suffering in the world.

"You're going a little too far." Zhang Yang was quite dissatisfied with Yuan Yanqi's words.

Yuan Yanqi smiled, put his hand on his shoulder, and patted him hard, "You go and set up a stall first, it costs ten yuan a piece, and then we'll see if anyone wants your paintings."

Zhang Yang slapped his hand away and glared at him, "Why do you think my painting is only worth ten yuan?"

"Twelve yuan for the sky," Yuan Yanqi smiled, "You still have to find a good position. Do you know how many people on the pedestrian street are shouting at you for a little painter of your level in one night?"

Zhang Yang stared at him, his chest heaving, unable to say a word.

"Yuan Yanqi, you deserve to break up." In the end, Zhang Yang could only say this.

Yuan Yanqi sometimes, no, many times, speaks very harshly.

"Do you believe it or not? I'm going to see Jiang Miao." Yuan Yanqi chuckled twice, but he didn't care about it. He patted his butt, got up and went straight to the kitchen.

Yuan Yanqi walked to the kitchen door and knocked on the kitchen door like a gentleman. When Jiang Miao turned to look at him, he smiled and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"If you help, will my favor be repaid?" When Jiang Miao said this, he raised his chin and looked at Yuan Yanqi. A person who needed help was inexplicably arrogant.

"So you need help?" Yuan Yanqi smiled and walked into the kitchen.

In the morning, Jiang Miao was adamant that he didn't need to interfere. Now that she asked this question, it naturally meant that she couldn't handle it herself.

Before Yuan Yan started to help, Jiang Miao pulled the corner of Yuan Yan Qi's clothes and confirmed again, "There's no next time. You have to help yourself. I'll repay this favor anyway."

This is what Yuan Yanqi himself wants to help with, but this cannot be used to erase Jiang Miao's contribution.

Yuan Yanqi laughed and said helplessly, "You have really taken advantage of all the advantages, so you can't make any concessions to me?"

"What about?" Jiang Miao turned her head and looked at him, as if she was all ears.

"For example, if I help you make breakfast, will you kiss me?" Yuan Yanqi put his face in front of Jiang Miao and smiled lightly.

Jiang Miao rolled her eyes at him.

Yuan Yanqi looked at her appearance, smiled, turned around and continued to make breakfast. He was not surprised, nor was he forced. Jiang Miao refused to give in, and he did not expect her to really comply with his wishes.

Just as Yuanyan Qi turned his head back, Jiang Miao suddenly raised her hand, held his face, and turned his head back to face her.

With their eyes facing each other and their breaths similar, Yuan Yanqi felt his heart suddenly beat wildly.

The calmer the face, the faster the heartbeat.

Although he seemed to be calm since the breakup, in fact, he missed Jiang Miao and couldn't believe it when he thought about himself.

Yuanyan Qineng could feel Jiang Miao's breath on his lips, and he didn't dare to breathe out.

Jiang Miao closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his.

Yuan Yan started to move, but he was waiting to see whether Jiang Miao would retreat or continue in the next second.

One, two, three, Yuan Yanqi counted three times in his mind. Jiang Miao hadn't retreated yet. He then raised his hand and hugged Jiang Miao into his arms. He changed from passive to active and gently hugged Jiang Miao's waist.

Lifting her slightly, he helped her sit on the stove.

Jiang Miao was quite obedient and really got close to Yuan Yanqi. She really felt Yuan Yanqi's kiss so clearly again. She still felt a sense of nostalgia in her heart. After all, she hadn't been this close for a long time.

After a while, Yuan Yanqi stepped away from Jiang Miao's lips, but his eyes looking at her became even hotter.

"Breakfast is not ready yet." Jiang Miao took a deep breath and looked away. She did not dare to look directly at Yuan Yanqi's eyes.

"Okay", Yuan Yanqi smiled and quickly calmed down his emotions.

He gently hugged Jiang Miao down again, and then looked at her with burning eyes, "Go out and wait for me. The smell of oil smoke is strong."

"Yeah", Jiang Miao nodded. The mood at this moment was quite strange, awkward but not embarrassing.

When we break up, we break up, and when we kiss, we kiss. Everything goes as it should, and there is no uncomfortable feeling.

Jiang Miao turned around and just took two steps when Yuan Yanqi suddenly grabbed her again and hugged her from behind again.

"Give me another half minute." Yuan Yanqi breathed close to her and hugged her tightly.

"Jiang Miao, I love you so much, do you know?"

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