Ye Bufan and Wang Xuening left the hotel together, got in the car and arrived at a community called Dongcheng Tianxia.
This is a high-end residential area, filled with villas and small buildings. The two people finally parked their car in front of a three-story villa.
Although this place is not as good as the previous Villa No. 1 in Yundingshan, let alone the one in Xanadu Community, it is generally regarded as a luxury residence.
Wang Xuening parked the car and the two of them walked upstairs together.
Ye Bufan looked at the surrounding environment and said, "You live alone in such a big house. Don't you feel lonely and cold?"
Wang Xuening said angrily: "I am willing, but I want you to take care of it."
The first floor of this villa is the living room, the second floor is the bathroom and kitchen and other miscellaneous rooms, and the third floor is the bedroom.
When he came to the third floor, he pointed to the room on the left and said: "This is my bedroom, you live opposite the door.
You can live here, but we have to agree on three rules: "First, you must knock on the door to enter my bedroom and get my permission before you can enter.
Second, no matter who asks, they must tell me that they live with me.
Third, communication must be kept open 24 hours a day and no one can sneak away."
"Don't worry, I won't leave until I help you solve your trouble, and I will stay in Jiangbei City for a few days. I have to spend money to stay in a hotel without you, which is not cost-effective."
After speaking, Ye Bufan pushed the door open and entered the room assigned to him. Although it was a guest room, it had all the facilities and the conditions were very good.
Early the next morning, when he got up and walked out of the room, he immediately smelled a strange smell.
He followed the smell to the second floor and found that the source was the kitchen. When he entered the door, he saw two plates of dark things on the dining table, and Wang Xuening was busy nearby wearing an apron.
"Sister, what are you doing?"
As he spoke, Ye Bufan reached out and poked something like a steamed bun on the plate. He found that it was as hard as a rock and could definitely be used as a murder weapon.
He looked at the contents of the other plate next to him, but he really couldn't see what they were.
"Of course I'm making breakfast."
Wang Xuening said, taking a pot off the stove, opening the lid, and a burning smell came.
Ye Bufan looked at the dark things in the pot and asked, "What is this?"
"White rice porridge." Wang Xuening said, "I made you fried eggs, steamed buns, white rice porridge, and, by the way, two side dishes."
After saying that, she turned back and took out a plate, and took out another plate of dark stuff from the pot.
"Well……"
The black line on Ye Bufan's head is truly a dark dish.
"Sister, in fact, if you want to reject a boy's pursuit, you don't need to get a fake boyfriend or the like, that would be too troublesome.
Just call him home to cook a meal, and he will immediately give up."
"Ye Bufan, what do you mean? Do you think the food I cook is unpalatable? Do you think anyone can eat the food cooked by me?"
Wang Xuening said dissatisfied.
She was actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside but had a tough mouth. From the bottom of her heart, she was very grateful to Ye Bufan for saving her life, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Today is her first time cooking for someone, and the purpose is to express her gratitude.
"Sister, it's not a question of whether your food is hard to eat, it's simply inedible. If you eat it, you will die."
"you……"
Wang Xuening was so angry that after working all morning, she got such a comment.
She said angrily: "Do you think anyone can eat the dishes cooked by me? This is your honor."
"Honour is not as important as life."
Ye Bufan directly picked up the plate and poured all those things into the trash can.
"What are you going to do?"
"Sister, please go to the living room and wait for a while. Dinner will be ready soon."
Ye Bufan said, pushing her into the living room, and then started cooking by himself.
"It seems like the food you cook can be so delicious."
Wang Xuening muttered angrily, then picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, flipping through it aimlessly.
But after a while, the rich aroma slowly wafted out from the kitchen.
"It smells so good. Does this guy really know how to cook?"
She didn't eat anything last night, and she vomited everything after being drunk. Now her stomach is already growling.
When I smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen, I could barely bear it at first, but then I couldn't bear it anymore, so I opened the kitchen door and walked in.
"Okay, let's start eating."
Ye Bufan watched her come in and directly placed the last side dish on the table.
The types of dishes are exactly the same as the previous dark dishes, including steamed buns, white rice, porridge, four golden poached eggs, and two side dishes.
"You did all this?"
Wang Xuening asked with a look of disbelief.
"Isn't it made by me or you? Eat it quickly."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Wang Xuening first picked up the porridge bowl and took a sip. It was also white rice porridge, but Ye Bufan made it fresh and delicious, and every grain of rice exuded a rich rice aroma.
Then she added a piece of fried green bamboo shoots and put it into her mouth, and a rich and refreshing aroma suddenly filled her mouth.
It's sweet and delicious, moderately salty, and has an excellent taste.
After trying it once, she couldn't stop anymore. She kept waving her chopsticks and attacking the food in front of her.
In my impression, no matter whether it is the food prepared by the chef at home or the five-star hotel, it is not as delicious as the food in front of me.
Soon, the two of them finished the breakfast in front of them.
Wang Xuening took out a tissue and wiped her mouth and said, "I didn't expect you to have such ability."
"I have a lot of abilities."
Ye Bufan said, "Now that you've finished eating, you can wash the dishes."
Wang Xuening said dissatisfied: "Can you still have some grace? How can you let a girl wash the dishes?"
"Sister, men and women have been equal for a long time. If you don't know how to cook, washing dishes shouldn't be too much."
Wang Xuening curled her lips, but still didn't say anything. She put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink and rinsed them clean.
As soon as Ye Bufan walked out of the kitchen, his cell phone rang in his pocket. It was his mother Ouyang Lan calling.
"Xiaofan, have you gone to see your Uncle Defu?"
"Not yet. I want to go see Xiaojing first, and then go to Uncle Defu."
"I called DeFu yesterday and told me that you wanted to go there. He told me that you can come anytime."
Ouyang Lan said, "Xiaofan, your Uncle Defu is a good man. You must pay attention to the way you speak and your tone cannot be too harsh."
"I know, Mom."
Ouyang Jing added: "Also, Xiaofan, when I called you, I heard your Uncle Defu's tone was very low, as if he had encountered some difficulty.
You are capable now. If you really encounter difficulties with Uncle Defu, please help if you can."
"Don't worry, Mom, I know this without you having to tell me."
The mother and son chatted for a few more words and then hung up the phone.
When Wang Xuening walked out of the kitchen, she saw Ye Bufan sitting on the sofa watching TV, and said angrily: "You are such a shameless person. You sit here watching TV by yourself and let your girlfriend wash the dishes in the kitchen."
Ye Bufan said: "Sister, your girlfriend is fake, but my guest is real. If I weren't afraid of being poisoned by you, I wouldn't even cook for you."
Wang Xuening snorted coldly and asked, "What are you going to do today? You're not just going to sit here and watch TV, are you?"
