In this way, Su Kui returned to the apartment where Zefeng lived, returned to the guest room where she lived, and yearned for Zefeng’s master bedroom—
System: [Tsk tusk, you guessed the host a long time ago, right? 】
This spicy chicken system has also learned to mock her.
Su Kui sneered, "I don't know if the main system has the function of downgrading the system? I think it's still quieter than the previous system."
Then, the system stopped talking.
Su Kui found that the current system is really getting more and more humane. Let it absorb some knowledge of the world, and it will become refined someday.
Zefeng thought that Su Kui would feel depressed for several days no matter what. He didn't expect to see Su Kui stomping out of the room the next day, saying good morning to him.
Ze Feng took a deep look at her and saw that she was filled with a bright smile from the corner of her eye to the top of her eyebrows, unlike the way she was yesterday.
After being silent, I decided to treat it normally.
"Morning, wash up and you can start dinner."
Today is fried eggs. There are a few pieces of bacon on the eggs, lettuce and a cup of hot milk on the side, and freshly baked sandwiches in the middle of the table.
Su Kui ate breakfast contentedly, and sat in the living room with her belly to act like a baby after the meal, "Uncle cooking is so delicious, I don't want to go anymore, what should I do?"
Zefeng was dumb and looked at the sound. The petite girl leaned into the soft sofa half coquettishly, her flesh-pink lips looked very sweet, she muttered coquettishly, as if all around her, there was cotton exuding. Sweet aroma of sugar and maltose.
"Then don't go." Unknowingly, he said this promise.
"Really?!" Su Kui's eyes lit up, she rolled over, kneeled on the sofa, and looked at him expectantly.
Zefeng nodded, "Of course, you can live as long as you want."
"Yeah!!! Uncles are the best!!" She was bouncing on the sofa. She was tired, and started to wander around in the apartment again, with a good name: Explore the unknown!
After a long while, Zefeng stood in front of the dishwasher, holding the dishcloth in a daze, and drying the dishes and chopsticks taken out of the dishwasher, then he realized what he had just said.
This girl has put him in a routine again!
The next step is the cohabitation life of a chicken.
Every time Zefeng gets off work, the house can be messed up by her.
Su Kui also knows that Zefeng is a professor at a university, who teaches fine art, and he is actually a famous painter—
Well, how famous is it? Probably, even those abroad know his name. It is also one of the few Chinese painters who squeezed into the international circle.
Therefore, it seems that it is not surprising that he can be so rich.
It's just that Su Kui didn't expect that he could have more than she thought.
As for this, I will only find out later.
Zefeng is now a specially-appointed staff, who is only responsible for guiding some targeted issues. As for other teachings, other teachers still come.
Originally, with his reputation, it was completely OK to go to any art academy in the world to teach, and it was a disguised return to his alma mater to agree to take a class at the Imperial Capital.
When he returned home again, Zefeng thought he was greeted by a messy living room full of snack bags, but unexpectedly saw something like a small animal in the living room that was clean and tidy and almost slender. Lying on the sofa, like a salted fish losing his dream.
Oh, yes, this sentence was also told to him by the little girl.