The next day, the sky was bright.
Su Kui heard movement outside, she struck a carp, leaped from her pussy, bare feet, and sneaked out all the way.
The living room was already filled with strong fragrance, she took a deep breath, and felt her stomach hungry again.
The kitchen is semi-open, so Zefeng noticed her as soon as she came out.
"Wake up? Go wash and have breakfast."
After speaking, he looked down and continued to cut the vegetables seriously. He took the washed lettuce and other side dishes from the side, and after inquiring about the taste of Su Kui, he sliced it bit by bit.
His palm is very wide, his fingers are slender, his thin flesh is wrapped around his skeletal fingers, he holds a chef's knife in his hand, and the blade moves quickly with his fingers.
From the appearance alone, it is pleasing enough.
The gentle wind and sunlight in the morning came in from the kitchen window and projected onto his long, straight back. Wearing a white shirt and a dark blue apron over his head, he stood there, as if time had become gentle.
Su Kui hooked her lips, and finally took a deep look, obediently back to the room to wash and change clothes.
When she finishes everything, Zefeng's Yangchun noodles are already on the table.
The rising white gas is lingering on the dining table. The thin white noodles and the thick soup are accompanied by a few green vegetables. It can be said that from the perspective of the appearance, Zefeng’s craftsmanship can already be used to open a noodle restaurant. .
"Wow! Mr. Ze, you know how to cook? That's amazing!"
Su Kui held the bowl, snorted and drank the soup first, the delicious soup instantly awakened her still a little sleepy spirit.
"Drink it!!" Her eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "Oh my God, Mr. Ze, I really want to know, who will marry you in the future, he must be super invincible and happy!"
Everyone likes to listen to good words, at least it will make people feel happy.
Ze Feng smiled slightly, and Su Kui was stunned as he raised his eyes, "Mr. Ze, do you have dimples?"
There is only one. When smiling, there will be a pit on the left cheek.
"Huh? Thank you, eat more if you like."
He picked up chopsticks and garnished and ate quietly.
Compared with Su Kui's appearance of swallowing and sucking in his mouth desperately, Ze Feng's slow and tidy appearance is more like an aristocrat with a gentleman's character.
Well, even though he only ate a bowl of noodles, it was very easy to ignore this because of his beauty.
Although Zefeng ate slowly and slowly, he seemed to be able to eat it for a day, but soon after Su Kui finished eating, he found that Zefeng had also finished eating—
So, what exactly is this operation
She was beside her and didn't even hear a sound.
Hey, such a man must be very boring in his daily life—
Later, Su Kui discovered that her idea was wrong.
Instead, because of her arrival, Zefeng's life rhythm was disrupted.
In fact, Zefeng is an elegant man with a very sense of ritual. This sense of ritual makes him stand out from ordinary men. When he gets along with women, it will make women relax physically and mentally. Extraordinarily admired men.
Probably, this is personal charm.
"Finished?"
After eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles, Su Kuiyi was still not finished, holding a cup of water and sipping sips.
Ze Feng elbows on the tabletop, hands folded in front of him, and said to Su Kui faintly: "After eating, let's go, pack your things, and I will take you home."