President's wife

Long Qingye woke up a little late today, the quilt on his body still had a faint fragrance of gardenia, he was very strange, who put it on for him, walked into the bedroom, and found that the girl lying on the bed had left , the bed was tidy, and the curtains on the balcony were drawn. He rarely opened the curtains. He didn't like too bright spaces, but this time, he didn't close them.

In the restaurant, Long Qingye planned to make a quick decision and return to the company immediately.But seeing Bai Yaoyu put the cooked porridge on the table, the steaming clear porridge seemed to be in his current mood.

"Why are you still here?" After saying this, Long Qingye immediately regretted it. He asked this question, but it seemed that 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 wasn't for you, I would..."

"Oh." Long Qingye said lightly.

"President, 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 hands are better."

"But......"

Long Qingye seemed to understand what she was going to say: "You don't have to worry, I will let Enmeng do your things for you."

After hesitating, he replied: "Yes."

"Sit down and eat together."

"Ok."

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

Long Qingye has lived a prosperous life since he was a child, and he does not lack food and drink. He always feels that this bowl of porridge is better than all delicacies from mountains and seas.

That's right, Bai Yaoyu was the first woman in his 28 years of life who specially cooked for him. Even his biological mother had never cooked for him.The porridge is very ordinary, but very fragrant and thick, without the chef's careful brewing, but it has a homely taste.

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

He raised his head and looked at her beside him. Her eating movements had a natural elegance and indescribable delicacy.

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

Long Qingye frowned: Why hasn't Hao Ming arrived yet?

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

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

"Don't bother you, I can just take a taxi back."

"I'll take you back." Long Qingye emphasized his tone, but Bai Yaoyu didn't refuse again.

"President, please wait."

Bai Yaoyu bypassed him, walked behind him, and straightened the turned-up collar.

Warm little hands moved behind his back, he was completely attracted by her, even if she stabbed him in the back now, he wouldn't notice anything.

In just two seconds, Bai Yaoyu took a step back: "It's fine, President."

"Let's go."

Along the way, neither of them spoke, they were silent with each other.

Bai Yaoyu wondered why Long Qingye knew where she lived.