Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

It was still very early in the morning when I was conscious, half-closed my eyes and looked at the time until 06:30.

She lay on the bed for a while, then put on a Japanese-style cotton pajamas, and walked out in a daze, she was a little thirsty.

Shen Yumo cooked some porridge and originally planned to make fried eggs, but she searched the entire kitchen and couldn't find it, so she lost her mind.

Jiang Ziquan didn't wear slippers, and deliberately controlled his voice when walking, and looked at the door next door, which was closed tightly.I thought she hadn't gotten out of bed yet, so she tiptoed to the living room to get some water to drink, but before she arrived, she smelled the smell of clear porridge.

Shen Yumo is making breakfast.

The morning sun hit Shen Yumo's side face, and she could faintly see her shallow pear dimples, her long black hair was simply tied up with a rubber band, and some scattered hair in front covered her right face , the sleeves were rolled up to the upper arms, revealing a section of white lotus root arms.

Her movements are careful and graceful.

Jiang Ziquan was a little dumbfounded.

Shen Yumo seemed to feel Jiang Ziquan's gaze, looked up at her, then looked from top to bottom, lowered her head and said, "Put on your clothes and eat something."

When Jiang Ziquan heard her speak, he was still in a daze, and didn't hear her specifically, but what happened to this old attack and old sense of sight?

Walking over again, Jiang Ziquan sat on the counter, just facing Shen Yumo, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, you can cook."

Shen Yumo looked up again, then lowered his head immediately, and replied in a low voice: "I can still do something simple."

"Oh" Jiang Ziquan nodded, and suddenly thought that her house didn't seem to have any ingredients, but judging by her attire, she probably didn't go out to buy vegetables, so she got closer to see what she had done.

"Do you have eggs in your house? I only found rice." Shen Yumo frowned and asked.

"Uh, it doesn't seem to be." Jiang Ziquan blinked twice, let alone jerk, she didn't even know there was rice in her house, so she smiled embarrassingly.

By the way, a week ago, my mother seemed to have sent me some kitchen utensils. Could it be that time?For the first time, she felt that her mother was so foresighted. Sure enough, Jiang was still old and hot, otherwise she would definitely be set up as a lifeless person.

"You'd better go change your clothes, be careful of catching a cold." Shen Yumo continued to persuade, looking a little uncomfortable.

"But you're sweating." Jiang Ziquan waved his hands indifferently, the heater in her house was turned on high, it wasn't cold at all, and she quite liked watching Shen Yumo cook like this, it was simply enjoyable.

Shen Yumo glanced at her again, Jiang Ziquan curled his lips, and when he passed by the refrigerator, he picked up a bottle of Coke, somehow he glanced at Shen Yumo like a thief.

No, why did you become so cowardly?Domineeringly took out the Coke, drank it "gudong", almost choked her throat.

Shen Yumo "..."

Shen Yumo originally wanted to say something to her about the lip print yesterday, but he completely forgot about the interruption.

Jiang Ziquan went to the washroom to wash his face, and then looked at his pajamas, I think the clothes look pretty, how tempting?

lure?

Could it be that Shen Yumo was shy?

Jiang Ziquan thought about it, Shen Yumo did seem to blush a little, didn't he just miss it?so pure?And coquettishly flicked my curly hair. Sure enough, my beauty is invincible?Thinking of this, he even hummed a little song.

Fearing that Shen Yumo would wait too long, Jiang Ziquan washed it casually, and tied his hair casually.

Shen Yumo looked at Jiang Ziquan who was still in kimono-style pajamas, and showed more than just now, and his face became even more uncomfortable.

Jiang Ziquan was always paying attention to the changes in Shen Yumo's face. This slight change made her more sure of her guess just now. Fortunately, Teacher Shen is not a cold and cold person. Her requirements are really low.

She twisted her small waist, revealing two slender thighs, a short distance away, and the feeling of being walked out of the runway by her, but she still pretended to be very pure on her face.

Shen Yumo didn't look at her, carefully scooped out a small bowl from the rice cooker, placed it in front of Jiang Ziquan, and put the chopsticks on it, neatly arranged, and the chopsticks were obviously metal, she didn't even make any sound None were issued.

Jiang Ziquan felt that Shen Yumo was too slutty, although she felt that she was being served like an emperor, she felt a little uncomfortable, and secretly glanced at Shen Yumo who was quietly drinking porridge, maybe she had a tendency to be nüè.

"Don't you like to drink it?" Shen Yumo asked when she saw that she had been stirring the porridge with a spoon but didn't drink it.

"No, no." In order to show that he still loves porridge, Jiang Ziquan hurriedly took a sip and almost burned her to death. Looking at Shen Yumo's eyes, she held back and didn't spit it out.

Beauty is misleading, her IQ is so low that it is unbearable.

After Jiang Ziquan recovered, he took another sip, and it was really delicious: "Maybe it's because I've been eating meat recently, and I really think it's delicious."

Not recently, Jiang Ziquan has always been a carnivore, a lover of heavy spicy food, and suddenly switched to glutinous white rice porridge, which naturally tastes better, and even his body feels much more comfortable.

"Then you are still so thin?" Shen Yumo asked, she always knew that Jiang Ziquan was not fat, and today she was much thinner than she imagined in only her pajamas.