Mr.Yuan,Spoil Me!

Turn on the phone. It's only six o'clock.

Xu Weige breathed. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and lost the desire to sleep.

Archer turned over, his face was simple and quiet.

Xu Weige couldn't help but kiss him. When he got there, he was very happy. Even when he tried to make breakfast, he was in a good mood.

The last time I saw yuanci's noodles, they tasted so good. She always wanted to make them again. Today, she finally had the chance. Xu Weige was very excited.

But the result is not satisfactory, always feel almost what taste.

She wants to make a perfect breakfast for Archer, but she can't handle this bowl of noodles.

It's still early. Xu Weige made several bowls according to the online tutorial, but he didn't feel right. It's almost time to wake acher up.

She was worried. She didn't hold the door, so she made an overseas call.

Looking at my husband on the phone.

The first "Du" rang out, Xu Weige was shocked, and his brain finally came to.

She quickly ordered to hang up, and her steps kept wandering.

Did she just go crazy!

Why did she call yuanci!

And why she didn't change his remarks, why it's still husband!

So numb!

Xu Weige quickly opened the editor. Before he typed the original name, he came back there.

She didn't answer, and neither did she.

Ring to ten seconds, Xu Weige finally stuffy red face point through.

"What's the matter?" There's a picture of the tone of official questions.

Xu Weige is a little stuffy.

"Nothing."

"That's dead." There is no hesitation in the original words.

"Wait a minute!" Xu Weige didn't even think about it. She opened her mouth and regretted it. Her whole face was pulled together. She took a deep breath, supported the cooking table, and blushed.

"Yes, I want to ask you last time How do you make noodles? I want to make breakfast for Archer at home

With that, he added.

"You always say that I take acher to eat unhealthy food."

“……” It's hard to finish the original words and said, "once."

"Oh." Xu Weige's hand holding the mobile phone was a little hot. She changed her hand and asked.

"How to do it."

"Are you in the kitchen?" The original words asked.

"Yes." Xu Weige sensed his meaning and took the initiative.

"I'll leave the speakerphone on and talk to you as I do it?"

"Turn on the video." The original words are light.

Xu Weige choked, coughed several times, and his face turned red.

What's the point in her feeling that she's being so pretentious.

It's just about cooking!

I said on the phone that I can't grasp the accuracy more or less. It's not good to open a video.

Xu Weige hangs up.

Frown on the other side of the original words.

The next second, the video calls in.

With his eyes and eyebrows stretched out, he made a gesture of suspending the meeting and walked back to his office with his mobile phone.

Connect.

Xu Weige ran to the room with his mobile phone.

"Wait, I'll get a bracket."

"Well." He looks at the person in the camera.

Xu's long hair is in the back of her head for the convenience of cooking. She's wearing a soft apricot sweater today. She seems to be wrapped in tenderness. She's not very like her, but she's fascinating.

Xu Weige takes a bracket in the bedside table. She turns her head. Acher is still sleeping.

With a smile, she goes to acher and points the camera at herself and acher. She whispers.

"See, Archer is still sleeping. He's sleeping soundly."

By the way, Archer is fine with me.

The original words are noncommittal. When Xu Weige gets up with the bed, he doesn't see the person in the camera bending his lips.