Long Qingye woke up a little late today. The quilt covering him still had a faint fragrance of gardenia. He was very surprised who put it on him. When he walked into the bedroom, he found that the girl lying on the bed had left.

, the bed was neatly made, and the curtains on the balcony were open. He rarely opened the curtains. He didn't like a space that was too bright, but this time, he didn't close it.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Long Qingye planned to make a quick decision and return to the company immediately. However, he saw Bai Yaoyu putting the cooked porridge on the table. The steaming porridge was just like his current mood.

"Why are you still here?" After saying this, Long Qingye immediately regretted it. He asked this as if he didn't want her to stay here.

Bai Yaoyu tugged at the corner of her clothes: "I just want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would..."

"Oh." Long Qingye said lightly.

"President, please eat quickly!"

Long Qingye glanced at her wrist: "How is your hand?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"You can rest for a while and come back to work when your hand is healed."

"But......"

Long Qingye seemed to understand what she was going to say: "Don't worry, I will let Enmeng handle your affairs for you."

After hesitating, he answered: "Yes."

"Sit down and eat together."

"OK."

Long Qingye's breakfast in the past was all Western style, and sometimes he didn't have porridge even once a year. He played with the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him, scooped up a mouthful and put it into his mouth, savoring it carefully.

Long Qingye had lived a prosperous life since he was a child and had no shortage of food and drink. He always felt that this bowl of porridge was better than all the delicacies from the mountains and seas.

That's right, Bai Yaoyu is the first woman who has specially cooked for him in his twenty-eight years. Even his biological mother has never cooked for him. The porridge is very ordinary, but very fragrant and very thick.

, there is no careful brewing by a chef, but it has a homely taste.

He was suddenly obsessed with this smell, just like he was obsessed with her.

He raised his head and looked at her beside him. There was a natural grace and indescribable grace in her eating movements.

'Wife', the word suddenly flashed through his mind. Isn't this scene just like a husband and wife? Long Qingye suddenly understood what he was thinking about and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Long Qingye frowned: Why hasn't Haoming arrived yet?

Bai Yaoyu thought the porridge was not delicious: "What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking about something." Long Qingye picked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair and put it on: "I'll take you back."

"No need to trouble you, I can just take a taxi back."

"I'll take you back." Long Qingye increased his tone of voice, but Bai Yaoyu did not refuse again.

"President, please wait."

Bai Yaoyu walked around him, walked behind him, and straightened the collar he had turned over.

The warm little hands moved behind his back, and he was completely attracted to her. Even if she stabbed him in the back now, he would not notice anything.

In just two seconds, Bai Yaoyu took a step back: "That's it, CEO."

"Let's go."

Along the way, the two people did not speak, and were silent to each other.
Chapter completed!