soul to depth

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Ye Zhixing saw Fang Xiuting's news.

He rubbed his temples, his face was full of tiredness, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched when he read the news, but at the same time he felt a little guilty. He didn't have the habit of looking at his mobile phone often. Only after reviewing the last presentation did I remember to check my phone.

The fact that the other party took the initiative to contact him and tell him the itinerary made him feel a little sweet. Although he and Fang Xiuting are still in a relatively unfamiliar state, I believe that if they can get along with this momentum, their love and marriage will be prosperous. Not too far away.

Looking at Fang Xiuting's profile picture, Ye Zhixing silently clicked on the whole picture. The person who took this photo really captured Fang Xiuting in the warm and warm light, and the flirtatious and lazy eyes are not as frivolous as in reality. The feeling has all turned into a gentleness like water, and it makes people intoxicated when looking at it from a distance through the years.

Ye Zhixing's fingers moved, and he clicked on the word "Save". Only then was he satisfied with restoring his avatar to its original state, and then sent a message to Fang Xiuting: Sorry, I just saw the message now, good night.

Originally, after sending the message, he planned to put down his phone, take a shower and rest, but unexpectedly, Fang Xiuting immediately replied in the dialog box: Good night.

Ye Zhixing looked at the time in surprise, it was three o'clock in the morning, so why didn't Fang Xiuting rest yet?

In fact, Fang Xiuting had already rested. He just woke up at night, and happened to see the screen of his phone light up. Seeing someone saying good night to him, he subconsciously clicked on the page and returned it. He didn't even look at who it was, and fell asleep after saying good night. no dream.

Ye Zhixing, who sent a sentence over there: "Aren't you asleep yet?", waited a long time for a reply, and then washed and rested.

It was past ten o'clock when Fang Xiuting woke up, the curtains were very good at shading the light, even though there was a lot of sunlight outside, the room was still dark.

After stretching in a daze on the bed, Fang Xiuting sat up from the bed, and the silk quilt slid down his waist and abdomen, revealing the spring in the room.

Looking around blankly, he got out of bed like a ghost, grabbed the dark silk nightgown on the clothes hanger, and went into the bathroom to wash in a daze.It wasn't until Fang Xiuting splashed clear water on his face that he was fully awake.

After washing up, he returned to the bedroom and opened the curtains. The dazzling sunlight poured into the room one after another. Fang Xiuting squinted his eyes uncomfortably, and took out the phone from the bedside after he was completely relieved.

There is already a prepared breakfast in the kitchen, which is made by the housekeeper. It is a typical Chinese breakfast, steamed buns and vegetable porridge. The steamed buns are still steaming when they are placed in a small steamer. As soon as Fang Xiuting opened the lid, the aroma came out.

After bringing the breakfast to the table, Fang Xiuting turned on the phone while drinking the porridge. Seeing the message from Ye Zhixing, Fang Xiuting frowned in doubt. When he opened the chat interface, he became even more puzzled when did he reply to Ye Zhixing?Why don't you have any impression?

After drinking all the warm porridge in one go, he began to think about what happened last night. A flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he took his mobile phone when he seemed to be in a daze.

But at that time, I was still a little dizzy, and I forgot what I was doing with my phone.

Looking at the message sent by Ye Zhixing, Fang Xiuting thought for a while, and then simply sent the word "morning".

Ye Zhixing replied in seconds, but it seemed that the other party was skeptical about the word "morning" that Xiu Ting said: early?

Fang Xiuting couldn't help laughing when he saw the question mark at the back, he could almost imagine Mr. Ye frowning and answering the word to him with some embarrassment.In fact, to be honest, he got up quite early today, and he has a very high degree of freedom in his work. The little girls in the clinic and the doctors he kidnapped can be alone, so he is often absent from work, unless someone calls and makes an appointment. If you want him to visit the doctor, he usually sleeps in at home or travels.

He smiled, stretched out his hand to take a bun from the plate, and sent a message with the other hand as he gnawed: Mr. Ye, it's only 27:[-], which is already very early for me.

After sending the message, Fang Xiuting looked at the breakfast on the table, as if to prove the credibility of what he said, he ate the steamed stuffed bun in two mouthfuls and then turned on the camera, took a picture of the food on the table, and sent it to Ye Zhixing : Look, I just started eating breakfast.

Ye Zhixing took a little longer to reply to the message this time, and it was an emoticon: Surprised.jpg

Fang Xiuting looked at the howling emoji on the phone, and almost choked himself to death. This is extremely inconsistent with Mr. Ye's image. It seems that Mr. Ye, a gentleman, has a sullen heart under his beautiful skin.

Less than a second after the emoji came over, Ye Zhixing sent another message: "You did it? Doubt.jpg

Fang Xiuting: Of course...no, the housekeeper did it, I don't know how to cook.

Fang Xiuting is telling the truth. Although his family doesn't like the saying that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, he hasn't even washed the vegetables since he was a child. The most related thing to cooking is when his parents cook together. He was in charge of serving the dishes, but it wasn't that he didn't want to cook by himself, but God didn't want him to cook at all. He had longed for the kitchen to a certain extent before, arguing that his mother taught him how to cook, but …

After that time, he really realized that the word fried kitchen is not an exaggeration but a realistic one!

On the other side, Mr. Ye, who was fishing in the office, watched Fang Xiuting's news, his brows slightly folded, and after thinking for a while, he dialed the special line of the life assistant.

His life assistant is a native of City B. His surname is Han and his name is Han Jing. He is tall and thin, and he looks serious.

After receiving Ye Zhixing's call, Han Jing hurriedly knocked on the door and came in. After standing still in front of Ye Zhixing's desk, he asked, "Mr. Ye, what do you need?"

Ye Zhixing tapped on the phone with his fingertips, without looking up at him, he said directly, "Please help me find a crash course in Chinese cooking, thank you."

Han Jing wondered why Mr. Ye wanted a crash course in cooking?Is Ye's going to focus on developing the catering industry in the future? "Mr. Ye, may I take the liberty to ask why?"

Only then did Ye Zhixing look up at Han Jing, and said with a slight smile, "A couple must have someone who can cook."

Han Jing was stunned, not only because of Ye Zhixing's smile, but also because of Ye Zhixing's words, why did he feel like he was fed a plate of dog food by the immediate boss?

Seeing that Han Jing was still in a daze, Ye Zhixing was a little puzzled, raised his hand and knocked on the table: "Assistant Han, what else do you need?"

Han Jing suddenly came back to his senses, annoyed in his heart why he was distracted, but immediately smiled and said: "No, no, I wish Mr. Ye and his wife a happy relationship for a hundred years, forever!"

After saying his blessings, he said again: "I'll go out first if I don't have anything to do, so I won't disturb Mr. Ye's work."

Ye Zhixing nodded, and after watching Han Jing go out, his eyes returned to the phone.