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The morning sun poured in through the pure white curtains, wantonly shining on the delicate sleeping face of the girl next to the pillow. The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Ye Zhixia slowly opened his eyes.

The position next to her was empty, I don't know when the uncle got up, she didn't feel it at all.

After staring at the ceiling for a moment with her big blurry eyes, she sat up and changed her clothes, washed up, and went downstairs.

At the long marble table in the dining room, a man in light-colored loungewear is bathed in the morning light, leisurely watching the latest financial news and drinking coffee. Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the staircase, he looked sideways slightly, his eyes swept over the girl with messy short hair, and hooked the corner of his lower lip: "Awake?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Zhixia yawned and greeted him, "Uncle, it's early." ”

The man pointed to the breakfast and milk on the table, and said to her, "Come and have breakfast." "Seeing that she is in good spirits, she should not have a stomachache.

"Okay." Ye Zhixia walked over to the place opposite him and sat down, with a glass of thick amber liquid in front of her, as well as two sandwiches. She picked up the glass and took a sip, the thick milky aroma with a hint of Chinese medicine sweetness, the taste was really strange. She couldn't help but raise her glass and asked the man opposite, "Uncle, what kind of milk is this?" How does it taste weird? ”

Could it be that there is a new flavor recently? It seems that the taste is even worse than banana milk!

Yin Mochen picked up the coffee cup, took a sip elegantly, and replied with a gentle expression: "Brown sugar milk." ”

She had drunk pure milk, kefir, and sweet milk, but she had never heard of milk and brown sugar flavors. Why does it feel so weird when you hear the name?

"Uncle, is this a new flavor?" If yes, don't buy it in the future, it's really average, it's so ordinary, it's so general that she doesn't want to take a second sip.

The man smiled slightly, and slowly replied with three words: "I rushed." ”

What does this mean?

"Huh?" Ye Zhixia was stunned when he heard this, blinked his eyes and looked at the other side of the table with a stupid expression.

Sunlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, and he sat there quietly, bathed in the golden morning light. The gold is just right to be plated on his light-colored home clothes, not too thick or lighter, making his whole person look more peaceful and detailed, like a static landscape painting. The well-defined side silhouette, touching heartstrings, elegant and leisurely extravagance, are innate, and people can't move their eyes for a while.

Looking at it, Ye Zhixia's heart jumped inexplicably, and he couldn't help but think of the picture of him taking the initiative to kiss him last night. With her ears reddening, she quickly looked away, lowered her head and poured another sip of milk in a panic to hide her shyness and embarrassment: "Oh. ”

Seeing that she seemed to be drinking, the corners of his lips curled, and he joked in a good mood: "How does it taste?" The milk inside is for you, and the brown sugar is for your great aunt. ”

Early in the morning, he drove to the supermarket to configure a series of equipment against his aunt, such as hot water bottles and brown sugar, which were lacking at home.

When she comes to her aunt next month, she will definitely not be in a hurry.

Of course, the uncle forgot one thing, in a special case, the girl will not need these things for ten months.