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"morning."

Xiang Nan calmed down his nervous mood and greeted him, looking a little embarrassed.

"morning."

Jing Mengxian twitched his lips and then said, "Give me a bowl of noodles!"

"Oh, okay, then go and wash up quickly." Xiang Nan agreed.

Jing Mengxian went back to the bedroom and went into the kitchen alone to the south.

The kitchen is so clean that it can almost be described as clean and transparent. Obviously, this man does not easily cook at home.

When I opened the refrigerator, there were some cold drinks inside, and a pack of ramen lying there alone.

Xiang Nan frowned, how did this man live his daily life? It was already late autumn, why was he still drinking cold drinks? No wonder he had stomachache.

I boiled water to the south and planned to go down.

At this moment, Jing Mengxian also finished washing and walked out of the bedroom.

The first thing he does when he gets up is to take a shower. He seems to still stick to this habit.

The black and thick short hair looked much fresher at the moment, and it was also stained with some moisture. It had obviously been freshly washed.

The nightgown was changed and replaced by a white shirt of good quality.

The collar of the shirt is slightly open, and the cuffs are rolled casually to the middle of the arms, revealing a piece of wheat-colored skin, showing the unique fortitude of a man.

The dark trousers wrapped around his slender legs, and the exquisite tailoring made his 188-year-old figure taller and straighter. The perfect inverted triangle waist shape was like a work of God's ingenuity, so sexy that it aroused people's imagination.

Undoubtedly, this man, from top to bottom, inside and out, cannot be faulted, and his innate nobility and elegance are even more eye-catching.

Xiang Nan quickly looked away from him and pointed to the refrigerator, "It's almost winter, do you still drink cold drinks?"

"got used to."

Jing Mengxian stepped towards her.

"Isn't your stomach always feeling bad? Don't drink anymore."

Xiang Nan lowered his head and stirred the egg, giving him instructions casually.

Eggs are the only ingredient in his refrigerator.

Jing Mengxian didn't answer her, and habitually opened the refrigerator to get a cold drink, but paused as soon as he stretched out his hand.

This woman just warned me.

"Give."

Xiang Nan handed him a glass of hot milk, "It's just been brewed. It will take a few minutes for the noodles to come. You should drink a glass of milk to warm your stomach first."

Jing Mengxian took it.

His eyes fell on the milk in his hand, the color was darker.

His eyes shifted to Xiang Nan, who was busy mixing noodles for him in front of the stove.

Four years have passed, and apart from losing weight, Yin Xiangnan has actually not changed at all.

She has a delicate face, not particularly beautiful, but very clean. Her personality is still as paranoid as ever. Sometimes it's annoying, but sometimes it's... very heartwarming. She still likes to care about him carelessly as before. Don't allow him to be like this, don't allow it.

It's actually annoying for him to be like that, but it's also very warm.

"Yin Xiangnan."

Jing Mengxian suddenly called her, his eyes fixed on her profile, without any waves.

Xiang Nan turned around and looked at him, "What are you doing?"

Jing Mengxian paused for more than ten seconds.

"We agreed that after today, you won't bother me anymore."

His ink-stained eyes were as light as the windless sea at night.

Jing Mengxian put the hot milk on the counter, turned around and took out a cold drink from the refrigerator, raised his head, and took a few big sips. Finally, he looked up at Xiang Nan, "You know? This is my usual living habit.

, if you can’t come into my life, then don’t dream of disrupting the rhythm of my life!”