Chapter 604 (1/2)
Su laughs, and then gently touches Su Xueying's forehead. Then she gets up and closes the window tightly.
”What do you say? Look at the big sun. What time do you think it is?”
Lying on the bed, Su Xueying is pressing her temples hard. After hearing this sentence, she suddenly realizes something and grabs the mobile phone of the desk in front of the bed.
”Oh, my God, it's nine o'clock now. I'm late for work!”
Su Hao looks at Su Xueying's dead face, but suddenly feels that she will be a little cute.
”Ren Pingsheng, you've gone too far. You know I can't be late today. Why don't you wake me up?”
Su Xueying pouts her little mouth and throws her anger at Su Hao.
”Xiaoxue, let's be reasonable. You had to cry all the time yesterday, and then you got up so late today. Why are you shirking all the responsibilities on me now. I am wronged! ”
Hearing Su Hao's words, Su Xueying's face became gloomy in an instant. What happened last night flashed into her mind again at that moment.
”As long as you go out of this door, I don't have your daughter!”
Su's father's words echoed in Su Xueying's mind again and again. Looking at the man years ago, she had doubts in her heart.
”All my life, do you think it's worth it?”
How can su Hao know what Su Xueying is thinking? All his thoughts are on the hot pot in the kitchen. In order to make su Xueying happy, Su Hao, who has never cooked before, actually cooks himself.
”Ah? Xiaoxue, what did you say, I didn't hear you clearly? ” Su Hao asked with a puzzled face.
Su Xueying pause, and then very helpless shook her head, want to try to stand up from the bed.
However, at this time, Su Hao took advantage of the opportunity to hold Su Xueying up.
”Ah! Life, what are you doing! Put me down
How could su Hao listen to her? She lowered her head and held her in her arms. Then she came to the kitchen in the living room.
Just a bedroom door, Su Xueying's nose spread a strange smell. This kind of taste is like a burnt egg. Su Xueying can't help frowning.
”Life, you are...”
Su Hao naturally smelled the bitter smell in his heart, and knew that the fire was too big in his heart. So, he quickly put Su Xueying on the sofa in the living room, and then rushed to save his breakfast.
Looking at Ren Pingsheng in the kitchen anxiously, Su Xueying's heart suddenly brightened a lot.
”Big stupid pig, can't even fry an egg.”
When Su Hao put a black thing on the plate and brought it to Su Xueying, she was really shocked.
”I'll go, lifetime. What's your dish?”
Sue is so embarrassed to smile, and then feel the tip of her nose shyly.
”I originally wanted to prepare a love breakfast for you, but I didn't expect to forget the time, and it turned out to be like this.”
Su Xueying looks at the dark dish in front of her, and a bad idea rises in her heart. Looking at this, Ren Pingsheng didn't want to eat this dark food.
”So, the first time you cook, it's like this. If you can't do it well, just pour it. Don't force it!” Su Xueying said with a smile.
”Xiaoxue, this is my first time to cook after all. Shouldn't you say it's time to cook?”
Hearing these words, Su Xueying can't help but worry that her guess may come true.
”Why, do you want me to try it again?”
When Su Hao heard Su Xueying's words, he nodded his head like a chicken pecking.
”Wocao, Ren Pingsheng, don't go too far. I know you love me when you cook for me in the morning, but it's a little too far for me to let me eat your dark food. It's dark. I think I'll go to the hospital for gastric lavage after a bite. ”
Hearing Su Xueying's words, Su Hao's heart is somewhat lost, but looking at his hard work, he really has some regrets.
”Xiaoxue, why don't you act like that in the TV series? Even if you know it's bad, you should at least pretend to be delicious!”
Su Hao's words make su Xueying, who is sitting on the sofa, furious.
”Lying trough, Ren Pingsheng, if you have seed, you will eat this black scrambled egg!”
”I...”
”Don't talk about me if you have no seed, stupid pig!”
As a man, the most important dignity can't be lost. It's just a dark dish. What's so great about it.
What's more, it's still made by myself. If I'm not confident, that's the end of cooking.