my dear copenhagen

At night, Lucas was lying on the bed, and found that something was wrong, why did he take in this little kid, and the promised shoulder and leg massage didn't come true? Hundan!

Early the next morning, Lucas slapped off the alarm clock, with a sleepy face, bitter and bitter, and tidied up his appearance.

Coming out of the bathroom, I realized that there was an unexpected guest at home.Very well, the gun is on the muzzle, and he has a very serious aura of getting up. . . . . .

"Brat!" Lucas unceremoniously pushed open the door of Xia Tian's room.

The room was empty, and the bed was unbelievably tidy, as if no one had been there, Lucas scratched his head in doubt, "I'm dreaming."

Just as he was about to complain about his bad dreams, the wind chime at the door made a pleasant sound as the door opened.

Lucas walked out of the room, leaned on the railing on the second floor, and saw that stinky boy from yesterday was carrying things in big bags and small bags. It seemed that they were all for food.

Thinking about his own home, tsk, a typical poor family, he seldom eats at home, no snacks are prepared, and the refrigerator has not been powered on since last summer.

Halfway through Lucas' emotion, he heard the man shout, "Boss, come down and help me."

He looked on, and Xia Tian put one hand on his hips, beckoning to him, but she let go of yesterday's aloofness, Lucas smiled secretly, and lazily agreed: "Here we are."

"Um, little friend," Lucas picked up a small cabbage and helplessly raised his forehead, "What do you buy these for?" He really doesn't know how to cook, so could it be that this kid still expects him to provide food and clothing?

"Kid? Boss, how can you be older than me?"

No matter how you look at it, Lucas is only about 30 or [-] years old, at most seven or eight years older.

Xia Tian was talking about age, but Lucas was very powerful. He tossed two potatoes like catching balls, and replied with a confident smile: "Older than you."

An enigmatic silence.

Xia Tian felt that he couldn't follow the boss's brain circuit, he would change color.

"You haven't answered me yet, why are you buying these things? I don't know how to cook." Lucas put down the potatoes, picked up a handful of celery, and looked at it. What's the name of this thing?

Of course, it is to live a healthy life. . . . . .In summer, he has the habit of getting up early and starting the day with a glass of milk, so when he got up in a daze and opened the refrigerator this morning, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Is this refrigerator fake? It’s a decoration. It’s not connected to the electricity.He definitely wouldn't sleep with Lucas until the sun basked in his ass before going to breakfast.

Xia Tian's "□□" attribute was revealed. While putting things in the refrigerator, he answered the idle boss; "Prepare my rations."

Rations? Lucas felt like he had nothing left.

"You can cook?" There was no way Lucas could hire a nanny. . . . . .

He usually eats, either snacks or restaurants, and when he gets hungry, he spends the night in the pedestrian street. He is the only one at home, and he is used to this problem by himself.

Xia Tian felt that the boss was a proper vase.

Looking at the time, at 7:20, the opening hours of Lucas' cafe are never fixed, and he is still used to giving himself a holiday, so he doesn't know why "CM" can persist until this time.Is it really because good-looking people have good luck?

If he followed the summer schedule a few days ago, he should have had breakfast by now and was exercising in the morning.

He likes western bread and milk very much, especially in this city of his dreams, even if he eats bread and milk every day, he will never get tired of it.He didn't bother to make soy milk, there was always a chance later. . . . . .He intends to wait a while longer.

How can an exquisite breakfast be without fried eggs?

So after working for more than ten minutes in the summer, the bored Lucas finally had dinner at home after many years.

Um. . . . . .It tasted good, the brat was still useful, and Lucas was content to enjoy this hard-earned and unexpected breakfast.

It is impossible to wash the dishes, Lucas narrowed his eyes again, thinking about how to fool the summer to wash the dishes.

After eating in summer, he saw that the man was still lazily looking like he was bored after eating, so he asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Lucas subconsciously replied: "Yeah."

Without saying a word, the young man tidied up the table and went to wash the dishes.