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Chapter Four

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    Jiang Jingbai changed his clothes and washed directly in the bathroom of the master bedroom.

    He washed very quickly, taking less than five minutes before and after.

    But when he packed up and pushed open the door, a strong fresh fragrance hit his face.

    Jiang Jingbai's hair-tied fingers froze for a moment.

    This smell does not smell like a lazy breakfast can emanate.

    The kitchen is semi-open, Jiang Jingbai walked into the living room and saw most of the situation inside.

    Nanyue turned his back to him, bent over and stood by the island platform, with white steam wafting from his hand.

    Jiang Jingbai took a few steps forward and turned his perspective.

    The casserole on the natural gas is gushing hot steam, and there is a white porcelain bowl next to it, with a thin layer of fish fillets on the bottom.

    Nan Yue held the spoon with his left hand, and poured the porridge into a bowl without rushing out.

    He first used his chopsticks to scoop around the soup ladle quickly, pinching out the thin slices of ginger precisely, and then rolled the hot porridge with the fish fillets.

    The scent rushed straight to the tip of the nose.

    Jiang Jingbai really felt hungry now.

    While feeling hungry, I also felt a little ashamed.

    Last night, she slept in Nan Yue's big bed, and when she woke up, she was preempted by the other party to almost cook her breakfast.

    Jiang Jingbai closed his eyes, regretting that he hadn't advanced the alarm clock by half an hour.

    As soon as Nan Yue heard the footsteps behind him become lighter, he guessed Jiang Jingbai's mental activities at most.

    He couldn't help imagining a milk-gold rabbit that was so depressed that its ears drooped, and it was amused in its heart, and it called out: "Jing Bai."

    "Ahum."

    The Milk Gold Rabbit should have widened its eyes and looked at him.

    "Can you help me fry some omelets?" Nan Yue didn't raise his head, "I can't spare."

    "OK!"

    The rabbit's ears immediately went back up.

    Nan Yue pointed in the direction of the refrigerator with his chin: "There is still an apron on the rack at the back, go and get it."

    Jiang Jingbai responded, put on his apron and stood at the other end of the kitchen counter.

    He skillfully heats the pan and spreads the oil, and the fried omelette is golden and beautiful.

    "The craftsmanship is good." Nan Yue left a compliment, picked up the porridge bowl and went to the dining table.

    Being able to help make breakfast together made Jiang Jingbai feel a lot more comfortable.

    Hearing this, he bent his eyes and glanced at the dining table.

    Nan Yue turned around just in time, and Jiang Jingbai looked directly at the super cute and playful cartoon big dog on his apron.

    Look at Nan Yue's serious face again.

    Jiang Jingbai hurriedly lowered his head, for fear that he would yell.

    After frying the omelette, Jiang Jingbai sat down opposite Nan Yue.

    When he saw the hot porridge in the bowl, his eyes were slightly startled.

    The tender yellow egg flower and crispy fried dough sticks float on the surface, and there are faint shadows of shrimp meat and scallops underneath.

    Previously, he was busy with guilt, only then did he notice that Nan Yue was cooking boat congee.

    Nan Yue moved his chopsticks first when he was in a daze: "Try it and see if it smells like a master in your university cafeteria."

    Jiang Jingbai didn't expect that what he said casually at dinner a few days ago was actually remembered by Nan Yue to this day.

    He drank a spoonful and his eyes lit up: "It's delicious."

    The porridge base is thick and smooth, and the ingredients are both crisp and crisp. This taste is much better than the breakfast sold in the cafeteria.

    After Jiang Jingbai praised, he felt that only two words were too flimsy and not sincere enough, and added: "The pork belly inside tastes great, without any strange smell. It's the first time I have eaten such fresh shredded belly."

    Nan Yue chuckled lightly: "As long as you like it."

    As he spoke, he took another small piece of omelet and bit it into his mouth to chew slowly.

    During the movement, a wrist was exposed from the cuff.

    The lines are sharp and the wrist bones are well defined.

    Against the metallic luster of the edge of the watch strap, it is more ascetic than the collar of a tied shirt.

    Jiang Jingbai was bewildered by this illusion, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

    He was peeking at Nan Yue's wrist from the corner of his eye, and Nan Yue was also silently looking at Jiang Jingbai.

    ? In the previous few meetings, Jiang Jingbai wore simple and refreshing casual attire, but today he has to register at the Civil Affairs Bureau and needs to take a group photo with his ID, so Jiang Jingbai rarely changed into a suit.

    The same white shirt, worn on Nan Yue's body, is steady and refined, but on Jiang Jingbai's body, it has an indescribable attractiveness.

    ? Thin back and narrow waist, fair complexion?The small private room where I came out to take pictures was deserted, only a middle-aged man was sitting behind the computer playing a card game.

    Seeing someone coming in, he laughed out loud: "It's been a long time since I met such a vigorous young man, please sit over there."

    Nan Yue's face was lingering, but Jiang Jingbai smiled friendly to him, and sat down with Nan Yue in front of the background cloth.

    People have a natural tendency towards beautiful things.

    It was rare for the man to pay attention, and he adjusted the reflector carefully, without hasty clapping.

    After he finished shooting, he imported it into the computer, printed it out, and smacked his lips while looking at the photo: "It's the first time I've seen such a good photo effect at our place. The young couple is really a good match. I wish you a happy wedding."

    I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as he said this, he felt that the eyes of the tall man next to the blond young man were much gentler.

    Jiang Jingbai took the photo and thanked him with a smile.

    The snapshot fee of the Civil Affairs Bureau is 30 yuan.

    Nan Yue had been prepared for a long time, and the action of paying the money was smooth and smooth, as if being scalded by money.

    After getting the change, Nan Yue carefully put it into a separate interlayer, insisting on giving commemorative significance to the two ordinary small banknotes.

    Outside the cubicle, a heterosexual couple was arguing not far from the entrance.

    The woman raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows: "Will dyeing your hair one day later kill you? You don't take this kind of photos that you keep for a lifetime seriously!"

    The man's hair gradually changed from blue to purple, coaxing beggingly.

    "I said it would be troublesome to go to the photo studio to take pictures of you first, but then come to the Civil Affairs Bureau to take pictures of you and do this kind of nonsense." The woman's eyes slowly turned red, "Who would dye their hair in colorful colors to take ID photos?  Take marriage as a matter of fact and ignore it at all.¡±

    Jiang Jingbai happened to pass by them, and he heard the latter part clearly.

    From the corner of his eye, he glanced at a few small golden hairs on his forehead, and his heart skipped a beat.

    Before Jiang Jingbai had any thoughts, a big hand covered the top of his head, and patted him gently soothingly.

    "It's nothing like that," Nan Yue said in a deep voice, looking ahead, "You look so good-looking."

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    Nan Yue: You golden retriever, my old dog, the golden retriever dog walks all his life, hugs his wife and does not let go.

    Jiang Jingbai (turning over the script): Have you started to get the certificate?  Is that about to consider divorce?

    Nan Yue (press and hold the script): qaq no!  No!  impossible!  !  We will not divorce!  !

    After writing this, I suddenly remembered that the name of the combination of Boss Jiang and Nan Laogou can just be called Golden Retriever Gouzi hahahahaha

    Thanks to Tianyunnuan for a mouthful of fans*12, Fenger¡¯s little black house*5, elementary school chicken*2, the cutest in the whole kindergarten*2, Tianwen is the treasure of the world*2. Fengqian, Hanlu, silence, Aimu,  2333, Huaizhou, unable to calm down and read the landmines.

    Thanks to Youth & Ningxia, Chongsan's Mushroom, Chasing Wen, Long-legged Pan-Fried Bun, Under the Shadow of Minghe, Elementary School Chicken, Horned Carving Eating Squirrel, An Zhijun, Yaoyaoyao, Qier, Master Mo, "Twilight"  Ling Ge, and the nutrient solution of a little angel whose name was not drawn.

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