In the early morning, thousands of morning lights poured into the world like water, penetrating into the room through the gaps in the curtains, with wisps of light, shining on Song Xiao's sleeping eyebrows.

"Ahhh A voice sounded like thunder in the originally silent early morning, which was extremely harsh.

Song Xiao's ears moved slightly, even when he was asleep, he heard this voice, which was inexplicably familiar, and it seemed to be the voice of his sister Song Xiaoxiao.

The next moment, Song Xiao opened his eyes and looked around with sleepy eyes, and after a while, he suddenly woke up, this was not the Song family, it was his own villa.

Song Xiao suddenly turned over and got up, and after a little washing, he opened the door, walked through the corridor on the second floor, and followed the stairs to the downstairs.

There was a faint sound from the first floor, like the sound of pots and pans, with an inexplicable smoke and fireworks.

Before Song Xiao approached the living room, he smelled the smell of food in the air, which made him feel hungry.

Song Xiao, who came down from the stairs, happened to meet Salem who came up from the basement.

"Early." Salem raised his eyebrows at Song Xiao and said, holding two bottles of red wine, just brought from the basement, with a faint coldness on the wine bottles, and water vapor appeared in the room.

Song Xiao recognized the label on the bottle at a glance and knew that it was an aromatic Chardonnay, a red wine with a distinctly fruity flavor and a crisp acidity. They can be used as an accompaniment to dim sum, churros and egg pancakes in a Chinese breakfast, as well as with Western-style egg dishes, sausages and bacon.

Wines to accompany meals should be fresh and lively, while trying to avoid wines that are intense, oaky or tannin. It's not hard to imagine that a light and lively wine style can wake up an energizing day in itself.

Immediately, Salem didn't say anything, and hurriedly walked past Song Xiao, seemingly busy looking for a bottle opener.

Song Xiao was stunned for a while, and walked silently to the restaurant, following the smell of food in the air, wanting to go to the kitchen to find out.

In the restaurant, Song Xiao saw Gu Yuan sitting at the dining table from afar, holding a knife and fork, meticulously cutting slices of bread.

Freshly made sandwiches are filled with sweet corn kernels, tender ham, crispy lettuce leaves, and milky salad dressings on the table.

Without thinking about it, he knew that all this was Gu Yuan's masterpiece, and the sandwiches placed on six white plates were neatly arranged, with the meticulousness that belonged to Gu Yuan.

Not only that, Gu Yuan was dipping the sliced bread slices in tomato sauce, taking the finished bacon, milky cheese, golden omelette and grilled sausage from the tray on the side, and adding them to the toast slices one by one, with an attractive aroma.

"Early." Gu Yuan gestured to Song Xiao.

"Good morning." Song Xiao smiled at Gu Yuan, and the whole person only had a sense of reality until this moment, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.

Song Xiao didn't stay, came to the most lively kitchen, and walked directly into the mist and diffuse fragrance on his face.

"Zhao Xiaoliang, didn't I tell you to make a fruit salad well? You're actually stealing food, how can there be such a lazy person as you, I really want to slap you to death! Song Xiaoxiao's voice resounded throughout the kitchen, with inexplicable anger, as if he couldn't bear it.

Just hearing his sister Song Xiaoxiao's voice, Song Xiao couldn't help laughing, knowing that Zhao Xiaoliang, an unreliable guy, was stealing food again.

Song Xiao looked at his sister with a smile, watching her excitedly grabbing Zhao Xiaoliang's collar, and the anger in her eyes was about to erupt into flames and burn Zhao Xiaoliang to ashes.

"You still eat! Are you listening? Can't you honestly make a fruit salad? Song Xiaoxiao couldn't stand it, grabbed Zhao Xiaoliang's collar and shook Zhao Xiaoliang vigorously.

"Yellow peaches are so sweet." Zhao Xiaoliang ignored the excited Song Xiaoxiao, dragged the fruit basin and didn't let it go, still Song Xiaoxiao shook himself, he still ate the fruit correctly, and inexplicably let out a sigh of satisfaction.

I saw that there were many fruits placed in the transparent glass basin, including sweet yellow peaches, sweet and sour mulberries, and sweet melons, all kinds of fresh fruits with full color, which were stacked in transparent glass basins very attractively, no wonder Zhao Xiaoliang couldn't help it.

Song Xiao couldn't help but look at the busy shadow, it was Yan Wuluo, she seemed to be boiling soup.

"You're up." Yan Wuluo, who was observing the size of the fire at the bottom of the pot on the side, turned around and found Song Xiao who was silent but smiled, and smiled gently.

"What are you doing? Let me guess, judging by the aroma, I think it's a creamy mushroom soup. Song Xiao looked at the fragrant pot in front of him, smelled the tempting fragrance, and smiled.

"I can't hide it from you." Yan Wuluo shook his head and smiled, although his tone was helpless, but the smile in his eyes seemed to overflow, shining.

Song Xiao's smile was difficult to fade, with inexplicable affection in his eyes, he stared at Yan Wuluo like this, and it was difficult to hide the love in his heart.

"Brother, you're up." Song Xiaoxiao's voice sounded at the right time, with a little joy, and said, "Breakfast is almost ready, you can wait on the table." ”

Song Xiaoxiao's expression is no longer cold in front of the people in the past, and it seems that he also shows a little human touch in getting along with everyone, just with a warm smile, it is difficult to hide the pride in his eyes, as if he is waiting for his praise.

Song Xiao smiled: "I have to appreciate Chef Xiaoxiao's craftsmanship well." ”

"You'll see." Song Xiaoxiao said confidently: "I am in charge of breakfast desserts today, and I specially made an egg pudding and chocolate cake for everyone, which will definitely satisfy my brother." ”

"Huh? Why don't you have the same life, why do I want to make fruit salad, and Song Xiao doesn't want to do anything. It's not fair, and I'm going to protest!! Zhao Xiaoliang shouted over Song Xiaoxiao, as if he was extremely dissatisfied, looking like he was going to fight against unfair social phenomena to the end.

"Protests are ineffective! If you don't want to make a fruit salad, you don't eat anything, believe it or not? Song Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at Zhao Xiaoliang, almost revealing all the whites of her eyes to Zhao Xiaoliang, as if this was how she could express the anger against Zhao Xiaoliang in her heart.

"Ahhhh!!h Zhao Xiaoliang's face twitched, and he screamed wildly, so loud that he almost knocked over the roof.

Listening to this familiar voice, Song Xiao only felt a burst of relief in his heart, and inexplicably smiled in his heart: This kind of life seems to be good.

It is conceivable that there will be a sumptuous and lively breakfast feast next, which makes Song Xiao look forward to it in his heart.