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Morning.

The sun is shining.

A delicate white villa looks particularly beautiful in the sun.

In the clean kitchen, the fragrance of bird\'s nest porridge floated out.

Shen Qingqing took out a spoon and scooped up a spoon of porridge. The sweet and wonderful taste made her smile.

Shen Qingqing carefully filled a small bowl of bird\'s nest porridge. Shen Qingqing put the porridge bowl on the plate, smelled the aroma coming to her face, smiled with satisfaction, quickly walked out of the kitchen, passed through the living room, and stopped in front of a white door.

"I\'m coming in."

Shen Qingqing holds the plate in one hand and opens the door handle with the other.

The white door was pushed open. Shen Qingqing stood by the door, saw the people inside and said with a smile, "ah Qing, dinner!"

Ou Qing stood in front of the French window, talking on the phone, as if he were dealing with something.

At that moment, Shen Qingqing\'s eyes seemed to have thousands of brilliant lights.

His smile is like a clear and sweet spring.

Shen Qingqing\'s heart suddenly beat in a panic, and her white face was hot.

Ou Qing saw Shen Qingqing. A gentle and quiet smile appeared on his beautiful and elegant face. He hung up the phone, walked up to Shen Qingqing, leaned down, picked up a spoon and ate the fragrance of bird\'s nest porridge in Shen Qingqing\'s hand. His smile caught the corners of his lips.

"Qing Qing, I didn\'t expect you to cook porridge so delicious?"

Shen Qingqing\'s heartbeat hasn\'t returned to normal. She knows that her face must be red now, for fear that Ou Qing will see it.

So she put the plate on the table and said, "why do you ask so many questions? Eat it quickly and eat it all."

"OK!" Ou Qing smiled recklessly, sat at the table, took a spoon, scooped up the porridge and tasted it carefully. "It\'s really bird\'s nest porridge, Qingqing. We\'ve been in the ancient town for a few days. How about changing a taste tomorrow?"

Shen Qingqing glared at Ou Qing sitting at the table eating porridge.

This man dares to be picky about food!

What\'s more, why do you want to make her flustered?

This man is really——

Shen Qingqing stood beside Ou Qing, muttering in her heart. Unexpectedly, Ou Qing suddenly raised her head and was facing Shen Qingqing\'s red face.

Ou Qing opened her eyes wide and said strangely, "Qingqing, your face is so red..."

Found——

Shen Qingqing hurriedly covered her face, but unexpectedly, after he broke it, her face became even hotter.

Ou Qing looked at her and suddenly said with a little worry, "it\'s more red now. Is it a fever? Let me see..."

He stood up, stretched out his hand, tried the temperature on Shen Qingqing\'s forehead, touched his forehead, and frowned strangely.

"The temperature is normal! I don\'t have a fever, but my face is so red. It should be my heart!"

Shen Qingqing was stunned.

Ou Qing said very seriously, and a joking light appeared at the bottom of her bright eyes.

Shen Qingqing looked at him angrily. Looking at his proud appearance, he simply picked up the porridge on the table and said directly, "forget it, don\'t eat it. I got up early in the morning to cook porridge. I\'m half tired. Don\'t eat it. I\'ll eat it myself."