My bodyguard is super cold

After a night without dreams, Jiang Yuanbao slept soundly. When he opened his eyes again, the morning sun had already entered the room.

Jiang Yuanbao rubbed his eyes and got up from the big bed. Everything that happened yesterday kept reappearing in his mind, and he was abducted here by Feng Sheng.

Jiang Yuanbao picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was only after [-]:[-] in the morning, and there was still class in the morning, but the class started at [-]:[-], so there was still enough time to rush there now.

Jiang Yuanbao got off the bed only to find a new set of clothes beside him.

Um?Why did he suddenly have an extra set of clothes? Whoever entered his room, he didn't remember last night.

Jiang Yuanbao didn't wear it. He threw the clothes he changed yesterday into the washing machine and washed them. Now they were dry. Jiang Yuanbao took off the clothes and continued to wear his own clothes.

After washing up in the bathroom, Jiang Yuanbao came out of the room door, opened the door, and he smelled a burst of fragrance.

There were a lot of delicious breakfasts on the dining table over there. Jiang Yuanbao felt a little hungry when he heard the smell.

Hearing the sound, the man in the kitchen came out, still holding two bowls in his hands and wearing an apron.

The hair has not been taken care of in any way, and it is casually laid on the forehead. A few strands of hair between the forehead cover some of the eyebrows and eyes, but you can clearly see the stars in the eyes, the stars fly out of the sky, shining brightly in the Milky Way.

The corner of the mouth raised a small arc, Jiang Yuanbao seemed to have never seen Feng Sheng who looked like a home, so he couldn't help but stared blankly.

"Come over to eat." Feng Sheng walked over slowly with a bowl in his hand.

Jiang Yuanbao opened his beautiful eyes wide, watching Feng Sheng walk past him, and then put the two bowls of porridge in his hand on the dining table over there.

"You haven't woken up yet? Do you want me to carry you over?" Feng Sheng was in a happy mood.

Jiang Yuanbao blinked, how did Feng Sheng come in, he remembered that the room card was in his hand.

"You made all of these?" Jiang Yuanbao saw a hearty breakfast, lean meat porridge, some side dishes, and sandwiches on this table.

"Yes." Before Jiang Yuanbao woke up, Feng Sheng got up and made breakfast.

Cooking was also a must-learn skill in the training camp before, but Feng Sheng seldom did it.

In the Jiang family, there is a special cook who studies the recipes, there is no need for Feng Sheng, only the young master is hungry at night, he will dig Feng Sheng up and cook noodles for him.

Jiang Yuanbao didn't know that Feng Sheng would do so much more.

"But your hands, the doctor said they shouldn't get wet." Jiang Yuanbao frowned and looked at Feng Sheng's palm, which was still wrapped in bandages. It was obviously injured so badly, so why would you give him something to eat.

"Don't worry, you can do it with one hand."

Feng Sheng's eyes just fell on Jiang Yuanbao's body. Those eyes were extremely deep and black, like a boundless black hole, attracting people to sink continuously.

Jiang Yuanbao hastened not to start, he said that last night was his last indulgence, and now he would not indulge in Feng Sheng's tenderness no matter what.

"Don't eat, I'm going back to school." Jiang Yuanbao hurriedly prepared to leave.