It was another Monday. After staying in the villa for two days, San Heng recovered his emotions. He looked at himself in the mirror, raised his lips, silently said to himself, "Come on, come on, pick up your backpack," and walked out of the room.

"Little girl San, did my breakfast go to waste again?" Ning Xuyan stood in the living room and looked at San Heng sadly.

It is said that one day, San Heng was moved and agreed to make breakfast for him, but for many days, he never did it once. He pursed his lips, came down the stairs, glanced at him, put down his backpack, and walked out of the cabinet in the dining room.

I took out instant noodles, but I didn’t have time to make breakfast, so instant noodles should be fine too??!

When Ning Xuyan saw her put down her backpack, he thought she was going to make breakfast, so he followed her happily, but when he saw the instant noodles she took out from the cabinet, three black lines appeared on her forehead!

She actually asked him to eat instant noodles!! He didn't want to eat it. It was nutritious, so he took the instant noodles from her hand and said, "It's not good to eat too much of this. Besides, you didn't make it.

I want to eat what you cook”

San Heng raised his head and glanced at him, "Next time"

It was a last resort to give him instant noodles, but she didn't have time to make them now, and there was nothing to cook in the kitchen. They had always ordered takeout, so now it was good to eat instant noodles first.

"Forget it, go out to eat." Instant noodles are really not good. Next time, he will definitely clean up all these non-nutritious things.

San Heng is also casual. Anyway, except for a few people she cares about, she doesn't mind anything else, including food, clothing, and other things. Maybe she's used to it.

Ning Xuyan pulled her, picked up the backpack on the table, went out and went directly to the breakfast room

In fact, he didn't have much hope in her making breakfast for him. Anyway, she had always relied on instant noodles to solve the problem before, but after he moved her to live with her, he didn't let her eat it alone.

"Little girl, when are you going to cook for me?" Although he didn't hold out much hope, he still couldn't help but want to ask.

Cooking? San Heng frowned. In fact, she couldn't do it, but she could learn it. Zeng Jin and Xiang Yang were together, and they also relied on instant noodles and takeout. He looked at Ning Xuyan's sad face and said, "In the evening."

Since I promised him, then whether what I did was good or bad, let’s talk about it
Chapter completed!