By the time Jiang Song came downstairs, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Wanwan likes to sleep in as much as she does.
The kind that can sleep until noon as long as no one calls.
Jiang Song was so sleepy that he brushed his teeth, washed his face, and hugged Jiang down in a daze.
When I walked downstairs, I realized that the nannies had been asked not to come for the past few days, so they wouldn't be able to have a cooked breakfast.
Feeling a bit disappointed, I prepared to look through it to see if there was any bread that could satisfy my craving.
But unexpectedly, I smelled an alluring fragrance.
"Huh?" Jiang Song was surprised, and his eyes immediately lit up.
Looking at Jiang Wan, who was also greedy and extremely hungry, the two mother and daughter looked like little foxes.
Jiang Song walked over following the scent and saw a man's figure in his kitchen.
After thinking about it, Ah Jiu is the only man in the house.
Then I saw a figure with broad shoulders and long legs, with two small pink ropes hanging around his waist, standing in front of the pot in the kitchen, wondering what he was tinkering with.
But Jiang Song probably wouldn't know that, after all, she basically doesn't cook much.
Little Wanwan, who hadn't woken up yet, didn't know what she was doing, but she could already smell the fragrance in her nose.
Then he subconsciously opened his hands and stretched towards where Ah Jiu was.
Probably because the two people's gazes were too intense, Ah Jiu suddenly turned around.
He saw a mother and a daughter who had just woken up, standing there and looking at him dumbly.
He held his lips and smiled, "Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."
I don’t know whether the sunshine is shining just right, or whether I should feel that God made Xing Sijue too perfect when he created man.
At this time, he was standing there, wearing a pink apron, with thin bangs falling on his forehead, looking absolutely beautiful.
Jiang Song was slightly stunned, put down his hold on him, and prepared to step forward to help.
"Let me help you."
There is no reason to let guests cook, and it is also a lifesaver.
However, Ah Jiu pushed her out gently, "Just sit down and relax. I'll be fine in a minute."
After saying that, Ah Jiu knelt down and raised her little nose, "Wanwan, please take your mommy to the restaurant and wait for breakfast, okay?"
Wanwan nodded vigorously, as if he had been given an important task.
Jiang Song smiled and was pulled over by Wanwan.
Sure enough, after a minute or two, Ah Jiu brought the breakfast over on a tray.
It is made of noodles, ground soy milk and meat buns.
Jiang Song has not eaten noodles for a long time because he is usually in a hurry at work and often mixes bread with milk to save time.
"It's so rich." Jiang Song couldn't help but sigh.
Ah Jiu very naturally sat next to Wanwan and helped her sandwich noodles.
"How about giving it a try?"
The food was delicious and delicious. Jiang Song couldn't help but use his chopsticks. He only took one bite and was amazed by Ah Jiu's cooking skills.
She hadn't had Chinese food in a long time, and she couldn't believe it was made with noodles she bought at a convenience store yesterday.
It can be said that she is absolutely stunning in the world.
"It's delicious!" Jiang Song's eyes showed a hint of surprise, "I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good?"
Ah Jiu smiled lightly and whispered, "If it tastes good, I can make it for you to eat every day from now on."
This was a bit ambiguous. When Jiang Song heard it, he was stunned for a moment.
She raised her head and saw Ah Jiu taking care of Wanwan very carefully. For a moment, she felt a little ashamed of herself.
Ah Jiu is really a good man, at least he is careful and has good craftsmanship.
Jiang Song didn't hesitate to praise him and spoke directly.
"Your craftsmanship is really good, you are also careful, and your skills are good. I am really surprised that such a talent appears next to me."
Jiang Song joked.
Ah Jiu looked calm and glanced at her calmly, "Fate is all destined by God. I didn't know that I would come to you."
Jiang Song smacked his lips and continued eating noodles.
It's just that she always feels like she's not sure if she's overthinking it or if it's just something weird in the first place.
Is that why every time I feel that what Ah Jiu says to me always has such an ambiguous meaning?
After breakfast, this can definitely be regarded as one of the best breakfasts Jiang Song has ever had.
When she put down the dishes and prepared to wash them, Ah Jiu stopped her again.
"No, no, no, I'll wash the dishes." Jiang Song quickly insisted on grabbing the tray.
How can I have the nerve to let people cook and wash dishes at the same time?
This is too good.
Ah Jiu didn't argue with her, but she didn't give in either. He still placed his hand next to hers, "I feel that Duanwan needs your company more than these bowls now."
Then his hand tightened and was held by Jiang Song's hand.
The two of them intertwined their fingers.
Jiang Song felt that his hand was really hot, like a stove, and his skin always seemed to be particularly warm.
She wanted to persist, but Ah Jiu didn't give in.
"If you don't let go, I will hold your hand..." Ah Jiu curled her lips.
Jiang Song had no choice but to let go, "Then it's all your fault."
Ah Jiu smiled without saying anything and went to the kitchen with the bowl in hand.
Jiang Song looked at his back with a strange feeling in his heart, and then sat next to Wanwan and read with her.
I usually have the habit of reading in the morning, and even if I don’t have to go to kindergarten, I still study hard.
Because of Jiang Song's request, she not only had to be familiar with the English of country M, but also had to learn the Chinese of China.
Especially some ancient poems need to be familiar with.
Fortunately, Wanwan is not against it. Maybe it’s because her family’s main language is Chinese, and she is very emotional about Chinese, so it’s not difficult at all to read it.
Jiang Song led her to read for half an hour.
It's time to stop and rest your eyes.
"Buanwan, do you want to go for a walk in the garden with Uncle Ajiu?"
I don't know when Ah Jiu appeared. He had already changed his clothes.
It is a casual suit, gray and white, which shows off your figure.
This man is so perfect and can easily pull off any style he wears.
"Okay! I want to go, I want to go." Wanwan stood up and raised her fists with both hands, spinning in circles happily.
Then, Ah Jiu's starry eyes fell on Jiang Song.
Wanwan was very knowledgeable and asked, "Mommy, come with us. I want to take a walk with Mommy and Uncle Ajiu at the same time."
Of course Jiang Song would not refuse his daughter's request.
She hadn't had a good companionship for a long time, so she readily agreed.
Then, with mommy's consent, Huanwan excitedly threw herself into...Ajiu's arms!?
Jiang Song was dumbfounded, this little girl really shouldn't like Ah Jiu too much.
Ah Jiu easily picked up Wan Wan, then looked at Jiang Song with a deep smile, then turned and went downstairs.
Jiang Song also followed downstairs.
It was almost noon, and the morning dew had disappeared. The weather was neither hot nor cold, and the sun was still shining on my body. It was really comfortable.
Jiang Song leaned on the swing and watched Ah Jiu playing with him in the distance, feeling warm in his heart.