Black-bellied husband is addicted to love: eat a sweet wife

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"Where's the identification card?"

"...Here." Xu still didn't understand what he wanted, and handed it over in a daze.

Zuo's management is strict, and they were given orange identification cards before, except for the entrance and exit gates, they can pass between the fifteenth and twenty floors.

And on the twentieth floor, there are the offices of his two cousins. [

Although those cousins ​​were waiting to see him make a fool of himself, it was not ruled out that there would be some people who were eager to do meritorious service in front of grandpa, so they seized this opportunity and took the initiative to approach Xu Yiran.

"I'll return it to you later." Zuo Sichen went out after saying that, leaving behind Xu Yiran who still didn't understand what he was going to do.

Xu Yiran's original plan was to put the bag in the office, familiarize himself with the environment, and then go downstairs to the street garden for breakfast.

But now that the identification card was taken away, she couldn't leave, so she had to sit down and eat.

After seven or eight minutes, Zuo Sichen, who was surprisingly efficient, had already changed his clothes and seemed to have washed himself, and walked into the office in good spirits, "Here you are."

When he said the word "you", he had already walked beside Xu Yiran, and suddenly there was a smile in his voice.

Xu still turned his head in puzzlement, and then became embarrassed.

Zuo Sichen held a piece of bread in his hand, and seemed to want to get rid of breakfast like this, and compare it with the rich food in front of her...

"Young Master Chen, do you want to sit down and eat together?" She held back a smile and invited.

"Then I won't be polite." Zuo Sichen worked overtime all night, and was too sleepy after five o'clock, and didn't bother to go back to his office, so he just fell asleep on the chair for a while, and there was no time in between. Eating, hard-working people are already hungry.

There was only one built-in bowl in the thermos, so Xu Yiran moved all the sandwiches to the lid of the crisper, then poured the porridge into the crisper and handed it over.

There was a small tea room next to the meeting room, and when Xu Yiran came back with a paper cup, Zuo Sichen had already finished one-third of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

"It really tastes like the craftsmanship of a senior chef of mine." Seeing Xu Yiran come back, Zuo Sichen praised with a smile.

"..."

Knowing that Zuo Sichen and Yan Shaoheng both graduated from Yale, Xu Yiran knew that the senior he was referring to meant this, so he didn't think much about it.

She didn't have the time to think too much now, cold sweat had already broken out.

The chef of Yan's family is indeed top-notch, and this preserved egg and lean meat porridge is one of his specialty breakfasts. Once you drink it once, you will never forget the delicious taste.

...But Zuo Sichen wouldn't really recognize who made this porridge, would he?

She shouldn't have asked that question just now! [

Now that she can't grab someone else's bowl and say "I won't give it to you", does she have to wait for death?

"This... I bought it at a congee shop over there from my house. The boss said he had a secret recipe passed down from his ancestors." Xu Yiran had no choice but to make it up.

Fortunately, Zuo Sichen didn't suspect anything, let alone think that Xu Yiran would have any relationship with the Yan family. "There are many small shops with unique tastes, but they are hidden in the streets and alleys and are hard to find," he said with a smile, " If you have a chance, take me to this store to have a look."

"...Okay." No chance, no chance, absolutely no chance!

Even if he really has time, she still has to use the excuse of "the boss has returned to his hometown" to refuse!

He promised happily, but Xu Yiran kept retorting in his heart.