couple life

Zhan En's drowsiness from being tossed by Yan Fan disappeared, and Zhan En stood in front of the cooking counter and began to prepare her own breakfast.Zhan En prepared delicious food and ate it in front of Yan Fan, making him greedy to death.Zhan En still has confidence in the skill of making breakfast, isn't it just frying an egg, frying a piece of bacon, then frying a piece of bread, washing some lettuce, and then heating up milk and it's OK.

Zhan En hummed a little tune, happily washing the lettuce, and put the washed lettuce aside to dry, letting it drain.I washed another tomato, used half of it, and sliced ​​it.Then take out the bacon from the refrigerator and slice it. Since I haven’t cooked for a long time, the slice is a bit thick.

Turn on the natural gas, pour oil into the hot pan, then beat two more eggs, break them up with chopsticks, and spread them evenly on the toast slices.Looking at the toast covered with eggs is very satisfying, and then put them in the oil pan and fry them.Smelling the bursts of sweet smell wafting out of the pot, Zhan En's stomach growled in embarrassment.

After frying the toast slices, Zhan En fried the bacon as well, and turned off the fire after frying.Put the milk in the glass into the microwave to heat, then pick up the salad dressing and start spreading it evenly on the two slices of toast, then put the lettuce, bacon, and tomatoes in one by one.

Looking at the finished product on the plate, Zhan En took the heated milk and the plate contentedly, and went to the bedroom.After Zhan En brought the mistake to the bedroom, he suddenly thought that he should have breakfast while watching a movie on the tablet, which would be more perfect.

Before going to get the tablet again, Zhan En specifically told Yan Fan who was lying on the bed, "Your rice is still cooking, I'll serve it to you when it's done." After speaking, he went to the computer in the study.

"It tastes good." It was Yan Fan's evaluation of Zhan En's breakfast that greeted Zhan En.

"Didn't I just say that your rice is still cooking in the pot!" Although Zhan En heard the good comments, Zhan En was still very upset. The breakfast he cooked so hard is now in the belly of others, not to mention how depressed he is.

"The temperature of the milk is just right." Yan Fan drank the milk and did not forget to stimulate Zhan En again.

"If you are sick, you should eat light food, isn't that what you said!"

"Your stuff is not greasy, it's just a little greasy."

"It's just a little oily?"

"Well, I still want to eat." Yan Fan shamelessly asked Zhan En for another.

"No more, only this one!"

"Then you don't want to eat?"

"Don't eat, there is still porridge in the pot, eat that." Otherwise the porridge will be wasted.

"That's right." Yan Fan munched his mouth while chewing what Zhan En made, which could be regarded as a sandwich, deliberately making some noise.Seeing this scene, Zhan En knew that he shouldn't be taking the computer. Looking at Yan Fan, who was eating deliciously, Zhan En became angry. "Take your temperature." After speaking, he put the thermometer under Yan Fan's armpit.

"What's the matter, it looks bad." Yan Fan held the thermometer between his hands, ate the last bite of bread and drank the remaining milk in the cup, pretending not to know the reason for Zhan En's anger.

"No, it's just that you can eat and drink, and your body should recover." Zhan En swallowed the saliva that was about to flow out, and howled in his heart.I am seldom diligent, and occasionally the perfect breakfast I made once in a while falls into the jaws of a tiger, alas.