"Buzz, buzz...buzz, buzz..." In the dark and quiet bedroom, the screen of a mobile phone suddenly lit up on the bedside table, and the vibrating alarm began to make a slight sound.

Although all this seemed particularly abrupt, it was still too early. The sky outside the window was still dark, and this movement seemed not enough to wake up the dreamer.

Of course, except for Yang Yan, who is used to getting up to cover Luo Luo Luo with a quilt when he is asleep!

In the faint light of the mobile phone screen, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the big bed next to me, skillfully slid up, and turned off the alarm clock of the mobile phone.

The air is very cold!

After Yang Yan turned off the alarm clock, he quickly retracted his arms, but opened his mouth and yawned a big yawn.

Very sleepy...

Very cold...

The bed is so warm...

Summarize four words: Don’t want to get up!

It's still very early now, and Yang Yan deliberately set the alarm clock one and a half hours earlier than usual.

After Yang Yan retracted his quilt, his vision that had adapted to the dark light fell beside him, landing on Xia Yu's pretty face, which was half covered by his messy hair.

That's right!

Last night, Yang Yan tried his best to stay with him under the pretext of having breakfast together tomorrow and drinking mutton porridge. Xia Yu stayed on the 7th floor again! After Luo Luo fell asleep, Yang Yan hugged Xia Yu and chatted on the sofa. After a while, Xia Yu was pulled back to the bedroom by Yang Yan and carried him to the bed.

Of course, they just shared the same bed and nothing else happened!

It’s not that Yang Yan is worse than a beast. When he holds Xia Yu, he is ready to move!

But Yang Yan knew Xia Yu's personality, and was shy and traditional, so he couldn't hurry, so he had to take it slowly. If he broke through too quickly, Xia Yu would be frightened - the consequence was that he would kick him under the bed in awe...

It was a little slower, but Yang Yan was looking at Xia Yu's quiet sleeping posture at this moment, smelling the faint fragrance of Xia Yu's hair, and feeling Xia Yu's subtle but long breath, and he was already very satisfied.

This is the girl I love deeply!

After watching for a while, Yang Yan felt full of energy and fighting spirit, he lifted the quilt and wanted to get up - he adjusted the alarm clock so early, just to get up to make mutton porridge for Xia Yu!

In order not to disturb Xia Yu and Luoluo's sleep, Yang Yan leaned against the faint light of his cell phone and walked out of the room almost in the dark and came to the kitchen. But at this moment, in the dark kitchen, the large soup pot sent by Xia Yu's unit was flashing.

Before going to bed last night, Yang Yan had already processed a rib that he had finally "sawed" down with a large piece of mutton. After removing the blood foam, he put it into the soup pot with the spice pack and other seasonings.

The soup pot can be cooked regularly, and Yang Yan sets a time to make it automatically start boiling the soup, so now Yang Yan is getting up, the soup has been boiled and is keeping it warm!

Now, the kitchen lights were on, and Yang Yan reached out to press the lid of the soup pot. A stream of hot steam came out in white, and the rich aroma of mutton soup was also coming!

The spice recipe that my mother taught him on the phone last night was very useful. The pot of mutton soup made by Yang Yan not only smelled full of meat, but also the smell of mutton that many people disliked was removed!

The key to making mutton porridge lies in the soup!

Don’t think that mutton porridge is made of mutton, as it will only make the porridge too thick and turbid, and the mutton cooked in the porridge will also have some changes in the taste. The mutton porridge of Hecheng people is cooked with mutton soup.

However, Yang Yan can't be lazy this time. Although cooking porridge with rice cooker is simple, the effect is not very ideal, and you must cook it in a casserole!

After Yang Yan washed the rice on a plate, he added water and sesame oil first, stirred it aside, soaked it aside, and then took out the casserole, scooped the mutton soup, and cooked it on the stove.

The mutton soup was boiled again. Yang Yan poured the rice that had been soaked for a while and stirred it with a spoon while turning on high heat.

Even after turning on low heat, Yang Yan could not go back to sleep. In order to cook the paste without sticking to the pan, Yang Yan stood there wrapped himself in his coat and stirred it with a spoon every few minutes.

"Hu..." After a while, Yang Yan couldn't help but yawn.

Standing in the kitchen, the stove was baking, it was not very cold, he just felt a little sleepy, and it was really too early to get up today!

But at this time, Yang Yan suddenly heard a chair rubbing on the ground behind him. Yang Yan turned his head in surprise and found that Xia Yu, wearing a thin shirt, was bent down and standing there. She squinted her sleepy eyes and looked at Yang Yan in a daze.

"Why are you getting up?" Yang Yan saw Xia Yu wearing the clothes she was sleeping and came out. He hurriedly put the spoon on the plate, opened the wrapped coat, and hugged her in his arms.

"Why are you getting up so early?" Xia Yu was hugged by Yang Yan, feeling his body temperature. Her body, which was originally trembling, warmed up. She snuggled up on Yang Yan's chest and murmured in a daze.

"Cook porridge for you!" Yang Yan smiled, "Why did you get up so early?"

Xia Yu felt that his hands were pressed against his chest and between Yang Yan and her a little uncomfortable, so he opened his hands and rustled under his coat, hugging Yang Yan's waist. He hugged Yang Yan even tighter, and then she let out a little comfortably and said in a light voice: "When I heard the movement outside, I thought it was Meow Xiaomi..."

"You are sleeping here, where did Meow Xiaomi come from?" Yang Yan laughed and then said softly, "You go back and have a sleep? I'll call you when I cook the porridge!"

Xia Yu shook his head disagreement, and buried his head in Yang Yan's arms without saying a word.

Then stand like this...

Yang Yan also liked to hold Xia Yu like this, so he simply carried Xia Yu to the slightly warmer stove. His chin gently pressed under Xia Yu's head, and his eyes looked at the cooking porridge, preparing to wait a while before stirring.

"It smells so good..." Xia Yu just didn't wake up just now. Now she gradually recovered a little in Yang Yan's arms. Although she was unwilling to come out of the man she liked, she also looked at the cooking porridge, and the fragrance continued to radiate, which made her unable to help swallowing.

"It's almost done." Yang Yan said softly.

The porridge was cooked quickly. After Yang Yan turned off the heat, stirred it a few more times, then covered it with a lid, leaving a gap to prevent the porridge from being too thick.

"Okay, you go back to bed and then take a break. I'll go outside and buy fried dough sticks. We can have breakfast!" Yang Yan said to Xia Yu with a smile.
Chapter completed!