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His thin and sexy lips were gently pursed, and his handsome face was as noble and proud as a king.

His steps were light, as if the night did not bother his vision.

The light from the hallway casts a slanting warm glow.

The man walked to the side of the bed, and in the dim light, he saw Jin Zeheng lying peacefully on the bed.

Next to the bed, a girl curled up and buried her head as if she was asleep.

Jin Zeheng's hand was slightly horizontal, just enough for his fingertips to reach the top of the girl's hair.

The man stood there quietly for a long time, then slowly turned and went out.

The moment the door was closed, Luo Xingchen, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly woke up.

When I opened my eyes, it was still dark.

In the corridor, the girl who was with Luo Xingchen just now saw Jin Zeming and bowed her head respectfully.

"Master, the girl in Young Master Heng's house is Helena, it seems that Young Master Heng seems to like her."

Jin Zeming didn't speak, but subconsciously looked back at the door that had been closed.

Retracting his gaze and taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, "Leng Rou, wake up Helena early tomorrow and let her go to the kitchen to boil millet porridge." ”

"Yes, master!" Leng Rou answered softly.

……

Early in the morning, Luo Xingchen kept yawning in the kitchen.

Last night, she guarded the sick Young Master Heng, she curled up on the edge of the bed and didn't sleep well.

Before dawn, she was woken up to the kitchen.

Although it was not difficult to boil porridge, last night, she moved and lifted, and the injury was twisted by the indifferent girl.

It would, although it didn't bleed, but it hurt a lot.

It felt like she couldn't move, and when she moved, it was like pulling a painful nerve, which made her very uncomfortable.

Leia instructed that Millet should make only one copy.

The other two Western-style breakfasts were made by Morris and Ruth.

The porridge was boiled, and the sky was bright.

The main kitchen is facing the east, and the morning sun is red, like a lovely round egg yolk.

Luo Xingchen looked at it, and his mood gradually became better.

The rising sun always represents endless hope.

"Helena, there's no flour left, you go and get some flour for me." Ruth walked over.

Luo Xingchen turned off the fire and replied, "Actually, I don't mind helping you, but my left hand ......"

She tried to move, the pain causing her to frown.

"Go, what are you talking about? It's your fault for delaying me making breakfast. ”

"Ruth, I'll help you ......" Shana helped Luo Xingchen out of the siege.

Ruth glared at her unhappily, and turned to look at Luo Xingchen, "You're not here to enjoy, you're the latest to come here, you should know how to do it?" ”

Luo Xingchen silently put the millet porridge in a small bowl, "Shana, you can help me send it over!" ”

"Okay, Helena. The warehouse is next door, and there are small bags of flour. ”

Luo Xingchen nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

Outside was a long hallway, about five meters away on the right hand, and a door was open in the wall.

She turned and walked over to that side, pushed open the door, and sure enough, it was a storage room for ingredients.

The house is not large, and there are several cargo shelves neatly arranged, on which various kitchen supplies are stacked according to classification.

She quickly found a place to put the flour, but didn't see the pouch of flour that Shanna had said.

The minimum here is a 10-kilogram bag.

Ten kilograms, twenty kilograms, if it had been before, it would not have been difficult for her.

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