The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Fang Qiyan sniffed, it smells so good!He got dressed, rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room, seeing Lan Weiyu putting a plate of scrambled eggs on the table.

Fang Qiyan was stunned, Lan Weiyu was burned, and hurriedly pinched his earlobe, the thin boy was as cute as a bunny, he turned his head, saw Fang Qiyan, blushed and said: "Fang Qiyan, are you up?"

"Yeah." Fang Qiyan walked over, sat on the chair, scratched his hair and said, "What are you doing so loudly in the morning? It woke me up."

Seeing his impatience, Lan Weiyu thought he was angry, and said a little helplessly: "I...well, I was afraid that you would be hungry in the morning, so I made breakfast for you. I'm sorry for disturbing your rest."

His voice was getting lower and lower, Fang Qiyan raised his eyebrows, he felt that the boy in front of him was more troublesome than the girl, when he was in love with Chen Ningshuang, he never cared about her thoughts, because she would always accommodate him, and he didn't care about her Are you happy?

But Lan Weiyu is different, Fang Qiyan can't see him unhappy.

Fang Qiyan stretched out his hand and pulled Lan Weiyu into his arms, Lan Weiyu sat on his lap, his face slowly turned red, "I'm not angry, teacher, I'm just afraid that you won't get enough sleep if you wake up too early." Fang Qiyan said, Lan Weiyu raised the corners of her lips, didn't she?It turned out to be like this, it turned out that Fang Qiyan cared about him, because he was thinking too much...

Seeing that Lan Weiyu's mood improved obviously, Fang Qiyan chuckled, this boy is too easy to coax.

Lan Weiyu's breakfast is very simple, a scrambled egg, a glass of milk, Lan Weiyu's family is struggling, this is the best he can come up with.

Fang Qiyan kissed him and ate up his breakfast. He had to admit that Lan Weiyu cooked such a simple breakfast deliciously.

After breakfast, the two of them washed up and walked out of the house. Fang Qiyan's car was already waiting at the entrance of the alley.

When the two got into the car, Fang Qiyan dug out two creme brulee, threw them to Lan Weiyu, and said, "Breakfast."

Lan Weiyu was stunned, opened the pudding, took a small mouthful with a spoon, it was delicious! !It's sweet and slippery. Lan Weiyu had only seen this kind of snack in advertisements before, and he couldn't help but finish the pudding mouthful after mouthful. Fang Qiyan smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious." Lan Weiyu nodded, Fang Qiyan stretched out his fingers, wiped off the pudding on his lips, put it into his mouth to suck, and said, "Mmm... delicious, but not as delicious as the teacher."

"Ah?" Lan Weiyu blinked her big eyes blankly, Fang Qiyan's big hand passed through Lan Weiyu's hair, and kissed his lips.

"Teacher's lips are softer and sweeter than pudding~!" Fang Qiyan said.

Lan Weiyu gently pushed him away, blushed and lowered his head, Fang Qiyan looked out the window and said, "Teacher, have you considered moving to my house?"

"What?!" Lan Weiyu raised her head and looked at Fang Qiyan in surprise. Fang Qiyan shrugged and said, "Your place is not considered home at all. Your mother only came back to ask you for money and was with men. Put more money in that house, and then you and I will move to my house."