Godly Play System

Think of here, Lin Ting suddenly feel her pain, seems to be a lot less.

"What are you doing?"

Just when Lin Ting is red and thinking wildly, the voice of opening sail suddenly explodes in her ear.

As early as when Lin Ting wakes up and props up, Zhang Fan wakes up.

I can't help it. It's cold now. There's a little gap between the quilt and the outside wind comes in.

Under the cold wind blowing, it's really difficult to wake up.

The reason why Zhang Fan wakes up and doesn't tell Lin Ting is that she wants to see what she wants.

A few days ago, Lin Ting ran to scratch his nose with her hair. He can remember it clearly.

This time, if Lin Ting wants to repeat her old skills, he will definitely make her regret, but to his surprise, Lin Ting has not followed up for a long time.

However, Zhang fan can only open her eyes and ask her what she wants.

"I I'm hungry. I want you to get up and help me cook breakfast

Lin Ting thought for three seconds and thought of a very reasonable reason.

It's been nearly 12 hours since last night, and it's been mixed with World War I. I'm hungry. It's normal to replenish energy!

"can I help you cook breakfast?"

Zhang Fan seemed to hear some jokes, pointing to himself, looking at Lin ting with a puzzled face.

"Yes, you cook breakfast for me."

Lin Ting heavily nodded, indicating that he did not say wrong.

"No!"

Zhang Fan sat up, took Lin Ting's weak shoulder, pulled her over, lit her forehead and said:

"in general, when couples, couples and partners wake up in the morning, don't the women cook breakfast for the man? How come to you, you're upside down? Are you floating? Or can't I lift my knife? "

"Tingting, I think it's time for me to revive my husband!"

for Zhang Fan's words, Lin Ting nodded: "generally, it's true, but I'm different. Dare you eat the breakfast I cooked? "

"How dare I eat it?"

"Ha ha, do you know why Wan Yu used to make breakfast instead of me?

Because I'm not good at cooking since I was a kid. I'm not afraid of frying the kitchen. You can try it. "

When Lin Ting said this, her face was full of eager to try.

If Zhang Fan volunteered to be her experimental product, she would not mind showing off her master level dark cooking skills.

Set sail

Zhang Fan didn't expect the answer to be so simple, speechless puffed his face, opened the quilt, put on his nightgown, and walked out to the master bedroom.

Lin Ting looks at Zhang Fan's back, a smile appears on her face, and asks with a smile.

"What do you have for breakfast today?"

"I'll cook noodles for you!"

Yeah?

In the morning, Zhang Fan wakes up in a daze, opens his hand to pat the quilt, and finds that his side is empty.

Eh?

What about Tingting?

Zhang Fan was surprised that she didn't feel the warm pillow.

In the morning, where can Lin Ting go?

Kuang Kuang dangdangdang!

just as he was curious about opening the sail, there were waves of turbulence outside the master bedroom.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan picked up a nightgown and put it on his body and walked out of the master bedroom.

In the kitchen of the presidential suite, Lin Ting is only wearing an apron, showing her white back. She doesn't know what she is busy with.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan stopped.

Beautiful and delicious, is that what you describe?

"Sail, are you awake? Have you washed? I'm preparing breakfast for you! "

when Lin Ting heard the news, she turned her head and showed her black face, white teeth and bright eyes.

"What's your situation? You're not really going to blow up the kitchen, are you? "

Zhang Fan's sight from Lin Ting exposed snow skin to her face, speechless said.

Lin Ting's face stained with a lot of black ash, people can't help but have a little imagination.

"Hum! No! I did it according to the operating rules in the cookery book all the time!"

Lin Ting wrinkled her nose and waved her powder towards the sails.

She has worked so hard to prepare breakfast for Zhang Fan. This guy is ungrateful, even if he is ungrateful. How can he still make sarcastic remarks?

Chuxin!

after hearing the words, Zhang Fan walked quietly towards the kitchen without saying a word.

He wants to see what Lin Ting has done.

The dishes were placed on the clean kitchen table. Some were empty, but some were full of dark food.

It took Zhang Fan a long time to recognize that it was a burnt egg, a piece of bread, a ham, etc."That's not what you're talking about breakfast, are you?"

Zhang Fan pointed to the dish containing food and asked weakly.

Is this simply moving? Dare not move! Dare not move!

smell speech, Lin Ting pretty face red, with a small hand, not angry said.

"These are losers. I'm still preparing breakfast for you."

Speaking, a little excited, she almost didn't throw the pot over.

Oh!

listening to these failures, Zhang Fan was relieved.

It's not breakfast!

it's not breakfast!

it's not breakfast.

really, he doesn't know whether to eat well or not.

"Can I help you?"

Zhang Fan picked up the cooking book next to her and simply flipped through it. She found that Lin Ting was self-conscious.

The dishes introduced in this cookery book are all easy to operate breakfasts.

Such as sandwiches, soft boiled eggs, etc.

"No, I can. Where are you going to stay cool!

Lin Ting resolutely refused to set sail.

She doesn't need a sail.

She can do it!

She remembered what Zhang Fan said yesterday.

After Zhang Fan fell asleep last night, she still spent more than half an hour reading all kinds of tutorials online.

For this breakfast, she just wants to say, a steady batch!

"really?"

Zhang fan can't help but glance at the failed products piled up next to her and makes a puff.

Even if it's really possible, Lin Ting is afraid that it's going to fall to noon, right?

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly realized something about Lin Ting's dress.

Originally Lin Ting dressed up like this, in fact, is to let her own plum blossom quench thirst?

True!

this is really true

"well, you should get out of here quickly."

Lin Ting impatiently nods, pushes Zhang Fan's body, lets him speed out, does not hinder own breakfast big undertaking.

The progress was slow, but he came in to make trouble. It was really troublesome.

Zhang Fan opens the chair beside the dining table, one hand holds his head, and looks at Lin Ting who is busy in the kitchen.

However, Zhang Fan thinks, why does he seem to see more and more lines?

Yangcheng.

Zhujiang Xincheng District.

Zhao family villa.

Zhao's mother took Zhao Wanyu's hand and whispered, "Wanyu, you came back in the middle of the night last night, and you are leaving now. Would you be too tired?"

"No! Shangri La Hotel is not far from here. It's only two or three kilometers away. It's just a short drive away."

Zhao Wanyu said spiritually.

Tired?

It doesn't exist, OK!

thinking that she will be able to meet Zhang Fan soon, she feels very excited and wants to fly to Zhang Fan immediately.