Good Morning, Mr. President!

"It doesn't matter if you don't, it's not a bad meal." He said casually, but her good-looking brows frowned, for she was too busy to eat.

When she lived in the presidential palace before, she had a lot of domestic servants. She didn't pay attention to these things.

"You wait here for a while, I'll cook a noodle." Xia Xingchen said, taking off his coat and hanging it on a hanger beside him. He naturally took his windbreaker and hung it up, and turned back to him: "Soon, sit down and watch TV for a while."

"I have only eaten the dumplings you made, and I haven't tasted the noodles yet." He did not refuse.

"I'm fine," Xia Xingchen said as he walked to the kitchen. Turn the apron over while boiling the water, put it on, and take the eggs from the refrigerator and knock them in the bowl. Stir with chopsticks. Skillful.

Bai Yeqing turned on the TV and leaned on the sofa.

The TV is full of variety shows for entertainment. The Ministry of Culture recently made some big moves. Bai Yeqing glanced at each other. Each show is not vulgar and diverse, and it seems that the action is still effective. He tuned the television to the military station, but the reports on the military station were all very small pediatrics for the general public, and he also had a lack of interest.

In the kitchen, the sound of pots and pans soon came, and his attention was drawn to it.

The kitchen door was closed, and from the window, she could see her busy figure. Bai Yeqing thinks these sounds are much more interesting than those on the show, making him feel warm, and there is a touch of ... satisfaction ...

Previously in the presidential palace, it was not a special case, and he would hardly set foot in the kitchen. Even if there is a voice, he only feels noisy, he never feels like this moment.

This week, when she was not in the presidential palace, he felt that the whole palace had become lifeless.

At home every night, he would subconsciously stop in front of her room door. But he was quite clear ... there was no one in that room.

She really is fast. Within ten minutes, she had come out of the kitchen with noodles. The noodles were covered with a fried golden egg and sprinkled with a ring of onions.

"You can eat onions, right?" Xia Xingchen remembered the problem.

"Um." Bai Yeqing stepped to the dining table and sat down. Xia Xingchen took off the apron and put it in the kitchen.

When he came out, he was eating with great interest. Xia Xingchen looked at it with relief.

He originally thought that these humble things would not be used to him. But at the moment it looks like he's adapting well.

"Why are you standing?" Bai Yeqing raised his eyes, and she looked at him directly, and his chin was compared to the opposite chair.

Xia Xingchen sat across from him, "How do you feel?"

He looked at her, and her eyes were looking forward. He raised his lips and took a big mouthful of grace before saying, "You're not bragging."

She smiled and frowned. Under the light, there was a shatter of light in the eyes, like a trickling stream, quiet and peaceful; like a night star, shining.

Very charming.

Bai Yeqing gazed at her, his eyes dark. It wasn't until she smiled a little uncomfortably at him that he narrowed down the dimness of his eyes, and seemed to speak freely: "In theory, you are considered a good family, but the cooking looks very skilled."

"It ’s not that you were born with a good family situation. Although grandma was born as a boudoir, but she also fell into disappointment. My dad was frustrated in the officialdom at that time, and my mother just divorced, and the whole person was very sad. There must be a houseworker at home. I will do this is the foundation that was laid at that time, but later, more and more skilled naturally after Dabai was born. "Xia Xingchen rarely mentioned to others these bad things in the past, but when talking to Bai Yeqing , But it is so natural.

Bai Yeqing's gaze fell on the shelf in the hall. "Your mother in the picture?"

"Um." Xia Xingchen turned around and glanced.

"I've never heard you mention it before." A very gentle woman looks very gentle and good-looking.

She looked stunned. "... She and my dad have been divorced for many years, and now they have a new life. I heard that they are doing quite well. So, there is nothing to mention."

"Hear?" Bai Yeqing considered these two words.

She nodded, her voice quiet. "Since she got married, my dad hasn't allowed her to come to see me and blocked all our possible contacts. Later, when I was sensible and able to contact her, I didn't dare to contact her ... I'm always afraid of ruining her life now. However, after a while she will have a 50-year-old birthday, if possible ... I want to take my child to see her quietly. "

Bai Yeqing could feel the sad atmosphere in her body, and the look was very distressing. There was an urge to hold her in her arms and comfort him. However, in the end, he just nodded quietly and did not express his opinion.

It seems that for more than 20 years, her life is not good ...

His eyes softened, and he continued to chat with her casually, wanting to know more about her, "You and your parents don't look very much like what you saw last time ..."

"Xia Xingkong."

"Well, you don't look like that either. Your face doesn't look like, and your personality is much worse." Bai Xingqing frowned when she brought up Xia Xingkong.

Xia Xingchen remembered the last time he scared Xia Xingkong at the presidential palace, and couldn't help laughing, but now he feels very deflated.

"What's laughing?" Bai Yeqing looked up at her. She smiled, very contagious, and he looked a lot better at once.

"It's nothing." She shook her head and glanced at her wrist again, right. "You eat quickly, it's getting late. Now, it's almost 12 o'clock and I can't sleep for a few hours when I go back to the presidential palace. "

In a word, she seemed to pour cold water into his head, and his face sank suddenly. Xia Xingchen didn't know how he offended him, anyway, he was always so cloudy.

He eats slowly. His batter was all over before he could finish eating. There is nothing left.

Xia Xingchen took the bowl to the kitchen to wash, and just received his face, and now she did not dare to urge him. When I was washing the dishes, I heard he was calling outside, and it was about calling Leng brown, saying that they should go back first.

So late, he returned to the presidential palace by himself, and Xia Xingchen was worried about his safety.

After packing, I wiped my hands and came out. I just wanted to say something. Bai Yeqing stood in front of her and asked, "Are there new towels and toothbrushes?"

"Ah?" She froze.

"Ah, what? Toiletries."

"... Yes, yes." Xia Xingchen looked at him. "You ... wouldn't be planning to sleep here."

"I think what you say is quite reasonable, so as you say, stay tonight."