Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 499 Warm moments
The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the window lattice.

When Xie Mingyuan woke up from his deep sleep, his first reaction was to find Song Yuening beside him.

But when he stretched out his hand, he found nothing.

Xie Mingyuan frowned slightly, his voice hoarse and deep after just waking up.

"Ning Ning."

Xie Mingyuan stood up suddenly and looked to his side.

There was no one on his left side.

Where could Song Yuening go so early?
Xie Mingyuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, got dressed and walked downstairs.

He originally wanted to ask the servant at home if he knew where Song Yuening had gone, but as soon as he came downstairs, he smelled a strong fragrance.

"Ning Ning?"

Xie Mingyuan followed the scent to the kitchen. As soon as he entered the kitchen door, he saw Song Yuening busy in front of the pot.

Beside her, the kitchen aunt was smiling and sighing.

"Sir, it's really good luck to meet your wife. If I were to get up so early to make breakfast for him, I would be extremely moved."

When Song Yuening heard this, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"I haven't cooked for a long time, and my skills are very rusty. I don't know if the taste is the same as before. If it doesn't taste good, I'm afraid he will be unhappy."

Xie Mingyuan leaned against the door of the kitchen, looking at Song Yuening's busy back, and his heart was filled with a sweet and warm feeling.

He suddenly remembered that before he was with Song Yuening, Xie Zitao liked to stick to Song Yuening.

When he went to pick up Xie Zitao at Song Yuening's home, Song Yuening also treated him to a meal at home.

At that time, when he saw Song Yuening smiling at him, he had a different feeling in his heart.

After a long time, he realized that that feeling was called peace of mind.

But now, the peace of mind of that year is restored again.

Xie Mingyuan looked at Song Yuening's back. The sunlight outside the window was shining on her body. With a smile on her face, she carefully put the ingredients in front of her into the pot.

Thick white mist came to his face with a faint fragrance of rice. Xie Mingyuan closed his eyes and felt that his heart had become soft because of Song Yuening. At this time, he was addicted to the quiet time, eager to freeze this moment. Now.

"Madam, is it almost time?"

The kitchen aunt was chatting with Song Yuening nearby. Both of them were focused on looking at the pot in front of them and didn't even notice Xie Mingyuan behind them.

Song Yuening responded, turned off the fire, and was about to take out the porridge when she caught a glimpse of a dark figure standing at the door of the kitchen.

In her relaxed state, she was caught off guard, startled, and let out a short scream.

"what!"

Xie Mingyuan looked at Song Yuening's retreating figure, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately stepped forward to hold her, so that she did not hit the edge of the stove.

"Be careful."

When Song Yuening was reminded by him, she finally recovered. She glared at Xie Mingyuan angrily and said angrily.

"When did you get up? Why didn't you say anything when you came to the kitchen? You scared me to death. Do you know that people can scare people to death?"

As Song Yuening said, she couldn't help but raise her hand and make a fist, and lightly hammered Xie Mingyuan's chest.

The latter knew it was his fault and did not refute, but responded with a smile.

"It is my fault."

"Cook me something delicious, huh?"

Song Yuening rolled her eyes at him and snorted lightly, but she didn't mean to blame him, but more like being coquettish.

"You scared me so much just now, and you still want me to prepare delicious food for you? Stop dreaming." "These are not for you to eat. When Nian An wakes up, they will all belong to her."

Cao Cao was about to arrive. Almost as soon as Song Yuening finished speaking, Song Nian'an yawned and walked into the kitchen.

"It smells so good. Is there anything delicious this morning? Is there anything I want to eat...?"

After Song Nian'an entered the kitchen, he realized that there were "surprisingly" many people in the kitchen.

She blinked and shifted her gaze from the kitchen aunt's face to Xie Mingyuan and Song Yuening who was nestled in his arms.

She subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, trying to make sure she had seen it wrong or was dreaming, but she heard Song Yuening say softly.

"Nian'an, don't rub your eyes, otherwise your eyes will feel uncomfortable later."

"Mom has made porridge, do you want to eat some? You woke up a little early today, did you not sleep well?"

Song Nian'an heard Song Yuening's voice urging him, and then he realized that he was not dreaming now, but it was real.

She cheered and threw herself into Song Yuening's arms. Just as she was about to say something, she heard the kitchen aunt next to her say with a smile.

"Sir, Madam, Nian'an should have come downstairs to drink water. I'll get her a glass of water. You guys can have breakfast first. Just leave your things and I'll clean them up later."

Song Nian'an pouted and was about to say that she wanted to be with Song Yuening when she saw the kitchen aunt wink at her.

Song Nian'an had just woken up from sleep, but a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his chaotic mind. Before Song Yuening was about to speak, he immediately changed his words.

"Yes, Mom, I just feel a little thirsty and want to go downstairs to drink a glass of water. I have to go back to bed later."

After saying that, Song Nianan quickly kissed Song Yuening on the face, then turned and ran to the kitchen aunt.

The nanny who had just been waiting at the door of the kitchen, preparing to find an excuse to take Song Nian'an away, was particularly pleased to see this.

"Come on, Nian'an, I'll take you upstairs to sleep, okay?"

Song Nian'an nodded, and before leaving, he blinked at Xie Mingyuan next to Song Yuening.

Uncle Xie, I have been so sensible to leave space for you and your mother to get along, you must grasp it!

Xie Mingyuan just raised his eyebrows slightly and did not respond.

This made Song Nian'an, who had followed her aunt and nanny away, feel like a cat's claws were scratching her, itching terribly.

Did Uncle Xie understand what she meant?

restaurant.

Song Yuening looked at Xie Mingyuan expectantly: "Try it quickly, how does it taste?"

After hearing this, Xie Mingyuan lowered his head and looked at the white porridge in the bowl in front of him.

The minced meat is sprinkled on the white porridge surface, which looks sweet and delicious.

Xie Mingyuan scooped it up with a spoon and put it into his mouth. The first thing he felt was that it was salty and mild.

The unique taste of minced meat mixed with the fragrant rice porridge is particularly appetizing.

After Xie Mingyuan took the first bite, it was hard to stop, spoonful after spoonful, moving very quickly.

Song Yuening looked at Xie Mingyuan's expression of concentration on eating and couldn't help but smile.

"Tell me, does it taste good?"

"I haven't made these for a long time. I always feel that my skills are a lot rusty, and I don't know how it tastes."

Song Yuening felt a little helpless when she recalled the scene where she was in a hurry because she almost messed up the order.

Xie Mingyuan, on the other hand, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands with satisfaction, and opened his mouth with praise.

"It tastes good, and your craftsmanship is as good as before."

"But...what a good day it is today, why do you suddenly think of cooking?"