The next day.

When I woke up, the morning light was seeping in through the thin curtains and hitting the shallow on the face of Linggu.

You can see the tiny fuzz on the skin showing a halo of halo, and slowly opened with sleepy and wet eyes, and the halo dissipated like a dream.

Suzuki Qiang's eyes were not focused, and she looked around, very confused.

This is not my home, everything seems extremely strange

ah!

Thinking of this, Suzuki Qianying came to her senses.

This is Xu Lun's home, his room, his bed.

Last night, at four o'clock in the evening, Suzugu Qiancong felt something and woke up, but found Xu Lun sitting at the head of his bed.

Suzuki Qiancong can't remember what happened next.

She only felt her lower abdomen warm, as if something reassuring was injected into her, and she felt extremely comfortable. Although she didn't sleep at all at all, she didn't feel tired at all until now, but instead felt a sense of satisfaction that filled her body.

Speaking of which time is it now?

Suzuki Qiancong looked at the phone on the bedside table, and it was 7:07.

It's still very early.

The first class starts at 8:45, and the previous morning meeting was only 8:30. If it were normal, Suzuki Kuaisen might choose to lie down for a while and go out at 8:00.

But since it is at Xu Lun's home, Linggu shall naturally not be so lazy.

She knew that if Xu Lun knew that she was a lazy girl, her impression score would definitely be greatly reduced.

At least it can't get up late than Jiuzhong's love.

Thinking of this, the nose of the shallow green onion moved slightly, and a different smell was captured from the smell of washing powder.

"This is"

I don’t know why, but she felt very familiar with this smell and felt very at ease. She always felt like she was back in the carefree cradle of childhood.

Quilts, bed sheets, and pillows all have this smell.

It was like a cat smelling the scent of food. Suzuki Suan buried his face in the pillow and took a deep breath.

Not enough, more

Thinking of this, Suzuki Qiang Onion was about to roll on the bed

"Are you awake, Eve Gelin?"

Xu Lun's voice came from behind, causing Linggu Qiancong's movement to freeze for a moment.

"Ahem, I am just confirming whether I have done anything wrong while sleeping."

She cleared her throat and sat down on the bed.

The exposed white thighs were slightly pressed down, and a pair of white and tender little feet appeared in the quilt. The T-shirt on the upper body set off the arrogant lines, which was particularly beautiful in the sun.

"It shouldn't be, at least from 1:21:39 am to 6:37:06 am, you're sleeping soundly."

Xu Lun said confidently.

"?"

A big question mark appeared on Suzuki's shallow on his small head.

Is this sleep time a little too precise?

"Because during this period I've been doing research observations on Evelyn in the room."

Xu Lun said for granted.

"Research observation?"

Linggu Qianfeng doesn't understand.

"Actually it's"

Xu Lun was about to explain what he had injected [Seed of Pain] into the body of Sugu Qiangan and conducted a perceptual amplification experiment when he heard a light voice coming downstairs.

"Teacher, water, water boils!"

It was the scream of Jiuchong Love.

"Evegelin, please clean up and wash, and you'll be able to have breakfast soon."

Xu Lun reminded him, and left the room in a hurry, leaving only the shallow green onion, confused.

She walked to the door in Xu Lun's slippers, looked at the empty corridor, and came to the bathroom.

It was here yesterday, three of them took a shower together

Suzuki Qiancong blushed when he thought of what happened last night.

Why is I so bold? I am not at all prepared for Xu Lun! The fastest update is mobile::

It's all the fault of that stupid cat!

Looking at the new toothbrush and cup she used on the sink last night, Suzuki Qianfeng glanced at the next.

Xu Lun and Jiu Chonglian’s toothbrush are the same!

Good guy.

Suzuki Qiancong called him good guy.

She looked at her toothbrush again.

Oh, the same style, that's fine.

She brushed her teeth and looked at herself in the mirror.

The silver hair on the shawl was a little scattered, and a strand of hair was raised restlessly. Although the bare face was pure, some of the melanin deposits left by staying up late before.

Suzuki Qiancong thought about it and decided to take a shower.

The holy light and mist blocked her clothes and even the cloth with the bear pattern was blocked by the shower gel and she could not see anything.

Crazy

The water from the shower head fell down, along the neck, shoulders, collarbone, holy light, holy light, holy light and holy light that no one could see, moistened the slender calves and ankles, and flowed into the ground from the soft feet.

at the same time.

Downstairs, Jiu Chonglian was successfully preventing her from approaching the pot of boiling water, and Xu Lun was cooking the rice noodles he had just made.

This food that beats rice into slurry and presses into noodles after re-solidation is widely present in the southwest China. It is similar to noodles, but the method is somewhat different and difficult to store. Almost all of them are cooked on the same day.

Xu Lun has never eaten authentic ones in Heguo. The snail noodles sold in supermarkets on Huaxia Street use sweet potato noodles, which is another different one.

It was rare to feel good today. After leaving Suzuki's Qianfeng room at around 6 o'clock, he used tentacles to make three fresh rice noodles and prepared them as breakfast for the three of them.

Although according to Xu Lun's taste, spicy and heavy flavors should be the best taste with rice noodles, it is obvious that the two beautiful girls eat such heavy flavors in the morning, which has little impact on their image.

Not to mention the Nine-year-old love that has changed from a popular idol to a homegirl. Suzuki shallots still have to go to school today. Of course, it cannot be put into powder, such as onions, garlic and the like.

However, the smart Xu Lun had an idea long ago.

He used the method of making soba noodles in Heguo, mixing the sauce separately, and putting the rice noodles on the cage after being overheated, then cutting the side dishes to make a hearty breakfast in the form of cold noodles.

The breakfast culture of Iwaji is very important. Traditional Iwaji breakfasts eat white rice and grilled fish in the morning and drink miso soup. It is almost no different from the formal lunch and dinner. If you change to other countries, buns, steamed buns, and bread dipped in sauce, you can do whatever you want.

"It looks delicious!"

Jiuzhonglian stared at the rice noodles in the cage and had long been sitting by the table waiting to feed.

"Evegelin, you can come for breakfast."

Xu Lun shouted upstairs.

At this time, Linggu Qianan closed the door, pulled the curtains, and was changing clothes.

I have to go to school today, so I still wear yesterday's school uniform. When Linggu Qiancong, whose hair had dried, was putting on one side of the calf socks, I heard Xu Lun's call coming downstairs.

"good!"

She responded, just like responding to her father's call when she was at home.

At this time, Suzuki Qiancong remembered that this was not in his own home.

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When she put on her leather shoes and walked downstairs in a hurry, she saw that Jiuchonglian had already started eating, and Xu Lun was sitting behind the table and putting the chopsticks on the portion belonging to the shallow green onion.

"Come on, or you'll stick together."

Seeing this scene, Suzuki Qiancong was stunned.

"Good morning."
Chapter completed!