President, please give me a hug

If it weren't for the nice decoration of this room, he wouldn't have come in if he was killed.

Gu Xiaoman didn't speak, walked into the kitchen silently, and closed the door to prevent the smell of oily smoke from entering the living room.

Pour the raw soy milk I bought before into the pot and boil it. After a while, there is a faint scent of flowers and soy milk in the air. I suddenly want to take back what I just said. Waiting, having someone to eat with and someone to warm you up when you sleep is enough.

She doesn't like eating outside food very much, it doesn't matter if she eats it occasionally, if she eats it every day, she will have diarrhea.

In fact, she can cook a lot of meals. During the two years, she worked hard to build herself into a good woman who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

Jun Yichen seemed to be the master of this room, playing with the things in the room casually.

Sitting on the simple linen sofa, he took the toy rabbit that was placed aside.Somewhat disgustedly fiddled with the clothes on the rabbit, heh, sure enough, no matter how old a woman is, there is always a naive child living in her heart.

The flowers and plants on the balcony looked lifeless due to lack of care, standing on the balcony and looking at the distant scenery.The sun is half blocked by a tall building, but it can't block the pervasive sunlight at all.It shines wantonly on different objects, adding a hazy beauty due to their hidden souls.

Through the glass of the locker, there are bottles and jars inside, and the colorful objects don't know what they contain.

"What's in it?" Jun Yichen curiously pointed at the jar and glanced at Gu Xiaoman who brought out the cooked soybean milk.

"Flower sauce." Gu Xiaoman looked up, then went into the kitchen and took out the fried dough sticks from the turntable.Because she didn't know he would come, she didn't buy much breakfast.

Looking at the uncooked porridge in the pot, turn on the fire and continue to cook. When the porridge is ready, put the preserved eggs and lean meat prepared in advance.

Flower sauce?Heh, this girl can actually make this kind of thing that can be bought on the street casually by herself.Is she poor and needs money?

Looking around, most of the clothes in her closet were cheap without brands.The few brands that are available are outdated styles, and even the shoes are versatile. The colors are only white and black, and the price should not be too high.

The corner of her mouth twitched helplessly. Seeing how poor she was, she couldn't figure out where she had the guts to say that she would not take away any property after three years of divorce.

"Soya-bean milk with deep-fried dough sticks. If you don't want to eat it, you can wait. I'm making porridge." Gu Xiaoman stood at the kitchen door, watching him walk around the room.

Jun Yichen washed his hands and sat at the dining table. The hot soybean milk exuded an attractive fragrance. He blew on it and took a sip. The taste was not very good, not delicate enough, but the taste was not bad.

His eyes fell on the deep-fried dough sticks on the plate. What's so delicious about this kind of food that has been fried until golden and loses its nutritional value?

I broke off a small piece and put it in my mouth. There was a crisp sound, and I took a sip of soy milk.The crispy taste and bean aroma are combined, and the two flavors complement each other and become very delicious.

Plus he didn't eat anything last night, so he quickly ate up his portion.Looking at Gu Xiaoman's untouched soy milk fritters, he hesitated to eat hers too?

"Master Jun, you haven't eaten such rough food before, have you?" Gu Xiaoman pulled his breakfast in front of him, and he looked like a hungry ghost who hadn't had enough for three days.