It seems to have the quiet and warmth that I had when I was a child, just like the scenic spots in landscape paintings, with a smell of fireworks that do not belong to the world.
The whole way downstairs with his white and tender feet, and as soon as he arrived at the first floor, there was no illusion of fireworks in the world, and was instantly denied by a smell of oil smoke. In the slightly open window of the living room, a faint autumn wind brought a strong oil smoke.
It reached her nose.
The big smoke of oil is almost choking!
From the stairs to the entrance, you will pass through the kitchen and the dining room in turn.
The question is, who is in the kitchen now? Is it Yu Zexiao? No, Yu Zexiao can't cook at all.
Or - what kind of Aunt Wang?
Oh my God, if it were Aunt Wang, she would be done in dressing like this!
Although the smell of the smoke is a little bit loud, it is still extremely attractive to a person who has been overexercising.
With a red face, she was tired and hungry, and her sore body made her refuse to recall how Yu Zexiao was exhausted last night. She walked to the living room step by step, and the cool floor made her clean
Her feet felt stimulation, and she was like a swan stepping on thin ice, carefully passing by, and was about to sneak past,
When passing by the kitchen, a crisp "bang" suddenly scared her, and she couldn't help but look back.
This look almost shocked her!
It is the sound of a spatula and an iron pot, the sound of cooking dishes, the sound of someone cooking—
And the man who cooks is Yuze Xiao?!
Jian Anning rubbed her eyes in disbelief, blinked and blinked. She was completely frightened by the scene she saw and was also shocked by the scene in front of her!
Yu Zexiao, who is extremely obsessed with cleanliness, never wears such a "fairy" way, will actually stay in the kitchen and cook?!
In the kitchen, a tall and handsome man with a perfect face, scattered hair, simple casual clothes, surrounded by a somewhat ridiculous blue apron, holding a spoon and a shovel.
However, the man's face showed a confused light. Under his feet, there was a pan that was overturned, with some black things inside, like a completely carbonized egg, burning black
, looks extremely pitiful.
"It's strange, shouldn't this be done?" Yu Zexiao frowned, and was about to clean up the messy kitchen when she saw her standing at the door.
The handsome face was stunned at first, and then looked at the side a little shyly. Maybe he felt that he had made the kitchen too messy and had not done anything, so he felt a little embarrassed.
"Ze, Zexiao? Are you making breakfast?"
No wonder she was surprised. If she was in the kitchen now, even Situ Xuan would be more normal than Yu Zexiao!
"I..." It was him planning to make breakfast. This morning, Jian Anning was so tired that he couldn't get up, but he was refreshed. After waking up, he saw her quiet sleeping face, so he also
I couldn't bear to wake him up.
Annie Nie scolded him for being inadequate and considerate enough, but he was actually reflecting. In addition to caring about small things, he also needed to do something more meaningful.
This morning, before Jian Anning got up, he specifically consulted Mosyu, who was known as "killing a thousand people", and the proposition was: "How to reflect a man's mature and considerate."