In the bathroom, Nan Shengmiao sang while brushing her teeth, her mood was very beautiful, just like today's weather, with a clear sky.

"The sun is all on the buttocks, what is the morning?"

The man's sudden voice interrupted her singing, and her voice was mixed with a hint of teasing and doting.

When the words fell, Mo Jinli smiled angrily.

"Momo, why didn't you go to work today?"

was disturbed, Nan Shengmiao was not angry, but looked surprised.

She ran over like a happy person, and hugged Mo Jinli without knowing how to write the reserved word.

The toothbrush was still in the mouth, foaming and spitting out indistinct words.

Mo Jinli answered the question, pulled Nan Shengmiao away, and pushed her back to the bathroom.

"Hurry up and brush your teeth, clean up and eat, or it'll be cold."

In fact, it was already past seven o'clock when he came out of the training ground, and he suddenly didn't want to go to the company.

Although he hadn't slept all night, Mo Jinli was still refreshed, and he couldn't tell that he had stayed up all night last night.

"Oh."

Nan Shengmiao replied indiscriminately and continued to brush her teeth.

But it's noticeably faster.

Where is still in the mood to sing?

Is it bad to have breakfast with Momo? Isn't it good to appreciate the beauty of her family's Momo prosperous world?

Why do you want to sing?

How boring it is to sing!

Quickly packed up, Nan Shengmiao pulled Mo Jinli downstairs together.

In the restaurant, breakfast was already prepared.

Nan Shengmiao glanced at it, and her appearance looked ...... Something seems wrong?

Could it be that the kitchen has a new chef?

Nan Shengmiao tasted curiously, and took a bite of the fried egg that could be called but couldn't be seen at all.

As soon as she took her mouth, a burnt smell filled her palate.

Lying on the grass!

Who opened the back door to get in this chef?

I'm not afraid to poison her!

Is this still the omelette she knows?

She didn't say anything if her face was darker, but what the hell was this hard and mushy taste?

Pull this chef out!

She promised not to kill him!

Nan Shengmiao wanted to complain about another belly, but she didn't know where to start, and her mouth moved carelessly.

Goo-dong.

That so-called omelette was swallowed by her!

She clearly felt that her large intestine, small intestine, and stomach were all protesting dissatisfied!

Ignoring anything else, Nan Shengmiao hurriedly poured a sip of water!

After a few more sips, she came back to life.

But a mouthful of mush, as if she had stolen something.

Nan Shengmiao smacked her lips uncomfortably, and raised her head to complain to Mo Jinli.

As a result, he was unexpectedly a little expectant, weak-hearted, and lost in his gaze.

Nan Shengmiao's heart was stunned: ??

Something seems to be wrong?

After pondering it carefully, she finally figured out what was wrong.

The ink house is the place where Mo Jin, the president of the Mo Group, lives, and is a place where everything is strictly required and investigated.

Even the background of each servant, bodyguard, and chef will be seen by himself.

How can there be a casual chef who walks through the back door and comes in?

Isn't this hitting the muzzle of a gun and asking for your own death?

If it's not a new chef, then it's certainly not a few chefs who usually cook for her.

Thinking about Mo Jinli's complicated eyes again, what else did Nan Shengmiao not understand?

He didn't go to work just to cook her a meal and then stay to see her reaction?

Thinking of this, Nan Shengmiao began to self-examine, did she behave badly just now?

After all, it's the first time for someone, so you can't hit him, right?

After thinking about it, it seems that the facial expression is not contained?

And a few more sips of water?