He stepped out of the door with a rhythmic small pace, feeling full of mood.

...

After dinner, Xiang Yami slept for two hours. After waking up, she became energetic. She habitually entered a state of selflessness and was immersed in the arrangement of data.

It was not until the bell rang twelve times that she pulled out of her mind and stretched her body in a tired mood.

Time flies so fast, it's midnight again.

A burst of convulsions came from her lower abdomen, which could easily cause stomach cramps when she was exhausted too much. She frowned and prepared to find something to eat to satisfy her hunger.

People often come to the house to stop, and the core members who are respected by the "flame" are all big eaters, sweeping the kitchen with locusts passing through the border.

So in addition to the main meal, the housekeeper always asks people to prepare more food to satisfy their hunger, so that they can avoid hunger at night and catch the chef to make midnight snacks.

Xiang Yami had already been familiar with this habit. She came to the kitchen with great familiarity. After searching for it, she had no appetite for the cold meat, so she decided to make a fried rice by herself.

The ingredients are all ready-made, just take them out of the preservation box. She picked a few vegetables she liked to eat, beat another egg, and stirred them happily in one direction.

"I want to eat more, too." Behind me, a low voice emerged.

Xiang Yami didn't notice anyone approaching. She shook her hand and the small bowl that Xu grabbed between her five fingers almost fell down.

A cold big hand that was much lower than a normal person's body temperature appeared at the right time, and dragged the bowl that had survived the disaster through the back of her hand, "Be careful."

His breath was close to her, and his breath blew through the broken hair in his ears, causing a burst of numbness and itch.

"I thought you were asleep." She stood there motionlessly, stiffly because of his excessive approach and was restless.

Then, the strong smell of wine came in.

This man was drinking in the middle of the night, and I don’t know how much he drank. If a mosquito flew past him, he would probably be drunk.

"I'm hungry." He bent down his tall body and hugged her slender waist from behind. The two people's bodies were tightly pressed together. Her heat and his coldness gradually merged into a pleasant warmth.

Sharp and edges fade away with the night.

Xiang Yami searched all the memories, and never knew that he could be so enthusiastic.

"There are a lot of rice and enough ingredients. Why don't you wait at the table and you can eat it in ten minutes." He hugged her like this, how could she concentrate on cooking?

Egg fried rice actually has a lot of knowledge.

She must focus all her attention.

That's right, that's it.

"Loluo, my Loluo." Zhan Chunxuan murmured in his mouth with drunken words that she couldn't understand. When he came here, he still had a hint of soberness. After seeing her, his last reason disappeared with the evaporated alcohol.

The familiar fragrance exists in memory and can get out of control if it only takes a small teasing.

Xiang Yami felt a pain in her waist, and she lowered her head, but found that her arms were tightly clamped, with exquisite curves almost no distance from him.

"I want to kiss you." The alcohol disintegrated his reason, and the cold appearance of his appearance retreated, revealing the hidden side.
Chapter completed!