Chapter 395 Good figure

   In the end, I didn't expect that the hypnotic effect of listening to Jiang Beiyu last night about those things that I couldn't understand would be so good.

  How much does Jiangbei Yu make up for an hour of class?

   I'll find him next time I lose sleep.

   Young Master He did what he said, and he smelled the aroma from the kitchen before he got down to the ground and walked two steps.

   "No wonder this dog doesn't like to go out to eat usually. The food at home is so good, what's the point of going out to eat?" He Jingchuan murmured subconsciously.

  He Guy's food is also good, but he can't help having an old mother who is very confident in her cooking skills.

Mrs. He herself is also a golden branch and a jade leaf. Marrying He Jingchuan's father is also a combination of childhood sweethearts, but she couldn't bear the love of these two people for 20 to 30 years. It is a romantic thing for a wife to cook for her husband to wash hands and make soup. But it's not enough for his mother's cooking skills to spoil his father alone, even with him and his little sister.

   The most important thing is that He Jingchuan's father doesn't know how many layers of filters are added to his wife's dishes every time.

  He Jingchuan woke up and saw that there was nothing around him, and there was some movement in the kitchen. He walked over and just made eye contact with the chef who brought out the breakfast.

   is a little embarrassing.

   He Jingchuan smiled: "Master, how about making breakfast?"

   The other party has a round head and a round brain, and he smiled when he saw him, "Mr. He, Mr. Jiang said that if you wake up first in the morning, the toiletries are on the coffee table, and you can wash up first."

  He Jingchuan noticed that there was something else on the coffee table, like a toothbrush and towel.

   "What about others?"

   "Mr. Jiang got up in the morning and went for a run."

  He Jingchuan raised his eyebrows: "I don't see it, he still pays so much attention to exercise."

  The chef smiled and started his busy work again.

  He Jingchuan went to wash up. Although he didn't take a bath last night and his clothes were wrinkled a bit, this did not affect Mr. He's narcissism in the slightest. He cleaned himself up, and when he went out again, Jiang Beiyu came back.

He was wearing shorts that reached above the knees and loose white short-sleeves. It was obvious that he had just come back from a run and was still sweating a little, but after exercising, it was obvious that he had the youthfulness of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. sense.

   He Jingchuan suddenly salted the fish, "Why do I look like a businessman with a copper stench compared to you?"

  Jiangbei Yu was planning to go upstairs to take a shower and change his clothes. Hearing this, he turned his head and asked meaningfully, "Aren't you?"

  He Jingchuan: "..."

   Well, he is.

   He loves the smell of copper.

   "Why didn't you call me last night?"

   "Seeing that you slept so soundly, don't bark," Jiang Beiyu laughed, and the pair of Ruifeng's eyes showed playfulness, "What's the matter, my sofa here is not comfortable enough?"

  He Jingchuan: "..."

  Jiang Beiyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and turned to go upstairs, because he had just finished exercising and his whole body was sweaty and hot.

   When Jiang Beiyu was about to unscrew the doorknob with his hand, his other hand had already lifted his shirt and was about to take it off. When he entered the door, his shirt was almost taken off.

   As a result, he closed the door and turned around to look, and met a pair of big eyes that were a little ignorant just after waking up.

  Jiangbei Yu: "..."

   is sloppy.

   Forget that there is another person in the room.

  Jiang Beiyu, a young man in his twenties quietly put on his clothes again and again.

   As a result, the little girl said, "Mr. Jiang, you are in good shape."

   (end of this chapter)