Chapter 70: Why don't you die (10)

Before, no matter how hard she worked, how careful, respectful and humble, Shi Che was able to be dissatisfied and provoked, but now... he is willing to stay and eat her breakfast?
Ling Chuxia really thought it was incredible, but anyway, Shi Che was willing to stay and eat her breakfast, which was very helpful to the relaxation of their relationship.
She must make this breakfast well so that Shi Che can eat happily.
Although it was only half an hour and time was a little tight, Ling Chuxia tried his best to make all the breakfast Shi Che likes to eat, making it as rich as possible.
Time was walking ticking, and half an hour passed quietly. Most of the breakfast was prepared in Ling Chuxia, but one breakfast was still a few minutes away. Ling Chuxia was worried that Shi Che would leave without patience. Her eyes From time to time, he swept toward the living room.
The man sits on the sofa with his slender legs folded gracefully, holding a newspaper in his hand, looking at it, his posture is lazy and indifferent, although half an hour has passed, he seems to have forgotten the time.
Ling Chuxia breathed a sigh of relief, and his actions became more agile.
As soon as Ling Chuxia's gaze retracted, Shi Che's gaze penetrated her inadvertently.
Because of the wall, Shi Che could only vaguely see Ling Chuxia's figure. She was wearing an apron and was preparing breakfast for him intently.
He looked at Ling Chuxia's busy figure, and for a moment, he seemed to be back when they were newly married.
Every morning, she gets up early, busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for him. At that time, every day, when she opens her eyes, it is her brilliant smiling face and the delicious breakfast.
At that time, he would hug her from behind, kiss her in the morning light, and then eat her breakfast neatly and without leakage.
Shi Che thought about it, his eyes gradually lost in a trance.
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For more than half an hour and five or six minutes, Ling Chuxia finished all the breakfasts, and put them on the dining table in the same way. Then, she took off her apron, rubbed her hands, and slowly moved towards Shi Che. Come.
Two steps away from him, she stopped, lowered her eyes habitually, and said softly: "Master, breakfast is ready, you can eat."
Shi Che raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her, nodded, and then folded the newspaper in his hand into a magazine size, put it on the side table, then stood up and walked towards the Xiting Hall.
Shi Che's footsteps suddenly stopped when he saw a large table of rich breakfast.
In just 30 minutes, Ling Chuxia seemed to be moving the Manchu Banquet to the table, and Shi Che swept around. All the breakfasts were his favorite, but nothing was the same. It belonged to Ling Chuxia himself. Taste.