Yuluo slowly opened her eyes and looked into Nie Shaotang's smiling eyes. She looked around. The unfamiliar space reminded her that she had left the night house.
"You didn't sleep last night?"
Nie Shaotang had green stubble on his chin, faint dark circles under his eyes, and held her hand in his palm.
"I love watching you sleep."
Yuluo's nose was sore, her eyes were hot, and tears were about to stay again.
"Fool, don't cry so early in the morning."
Nie Shaotang pinched her nose, stood up, and handed her a brand new set of home clothes.
"Wash up quickly and get up to have the best breakfast in the world."
His voice was gentle and brisk, and Yuluo nodded. Perhaps she was infected by him, and her mood felt better.
Nie Shaotang's home is not big, but it is not as messy as ordinary single men. Instead, it is warm and cozy everywhere, even the curtains in the living room are made of pink florals.
She didn't know that he had specially arranged this for her overnight.
“The best breakfast in the world is here!”
Nie Shaotang was wearing a childish apron, holding a plate in his hand, and came out of the kitchen with a smile. Yu Luo's mind was in a trance. In his memory, not long ago, there was such a person, elegantly carrying a plate from the kitchen.
Li walked towards her.
The plate landed in front of Yu Luo accurately.
"Open it and take a look."
Yu Luo obediently opened the lid, and immediately, the unique fragrance of food hit her face.
On the plate, there is a piece of fried egg, with the white egg white as the side and the yellow yolk as the heart. It is surprisingly the shape of a heart.
"What's wrong?" Nie Shaotang saw that she didn't respond for a while, so he joked, "Did you see the love omelette I made specially for you and you were so moved that you were speechless?"
Yuluo stared blankly at the beautifully shaped omelette on the plate, which was filled with this man's love for her. However, in her mind, she couldn't help but think of another thing, dark and mixed with
White and yellow stuff.
"Xiao Yuluo?"
"Nie Shaotang." Yu Luo suddenly looked at him seriously and said softly, "This must be difficult to do, right?"
"Of course! But I am very talented and I learned it in just a few times!"
"Yeah?"
Nie Shaotang thought Yu Luo was moved, a suspicious blush appeared on his face, and he said awkwardly.
"I heard someone say that if you are willing to fry a loving egg for the person you like every morning, she will also like you."
Yuluo's body shook suddenly, and the fork in his hand collided with the dining table, making a sharp sound.
It turned out that that morning, the plate of black, white, white and yellow breakfast that her brother had made by hand, which she could not identify, turned out to be...