The streets are full of acquaintances and neighbors, and they have long been surprised by the singing voices of the three members of the Song family.

It's just that sometimes it really makes this group of people cry and laugh, even if the five tones are incomplete, they also like to sing.

Lin Fang, who bought soy milk, took out a basin of dirty water and joked with a smile: "You two mothers and daughters roared, people who don't know still think how happy you sing are, and they don't want to think about the ears of our neighbors." ”

Comrade Song Wuyin has successfully joined Comrade Su Qian, and the two mother goddesses are in love, like a mold printed......

The stars are moving, and there is no dream all night.

Comrade Song Wuyin, who was full of food and drink, took a small bag and called a taxi to go to work at the villa in a happy mood.

With fare reimbursement, days are different.

After getting out of the taxi, Comrade Song Wuyin smoothly stuffed the invoices into a certain treasure hot bag, preparing to reimburse him for these invoices when he met Secretary Qiao.

As a working cub who is already basically familiar with the workplace, Comrade Song Wuyin has already thrown his head behind his identity as the only girl.

Back in the kitchen, wash your fingers, and start thinking about what to make breakfast for Mo Wang Ba.

Considering that Mo Yu's vitality was seriously injured and he also pushed forward to the operating room, Song Wuyin decided to make him a nutritious breakfast with meat and vegetables.

The butler knocked on the door with a smile, "knock, knock, knock......"

A pleated face, smiling as bright as a chrysanthemum, quite intimate: "Xiao Song, go to work?" ”

Song Wuyin nodded, for fear that the housekeeper was an inspector sent by the upper echelons, and immediately showed his positive attitude towards work: "The boss pays the salary, of course you have to go to work on time!"

Butler, don't worry, I've always worked on time, and I'll never be lazy, hehe! ”

The butler nodded in satisfaction, and thought to himself: indeed a hard-working girl.

Straight to the point.

"The little master told me before going to bed last night that he would have breakfast at 9 o'clock this morning."

Comrade Song Wuyin took out his mobile phone and saw that the time was already 8:20, and there were still 40 minutes before breakfast time.

I didn't have much time, so I quickly ordered the recipe: pumpkin millet porridge and bamboo shoots.

Seeing that Song Wuyin had devoted himself to cooking, the housekeeper also slowly turned out of the kitchen and continued to complete his morning business: walking!

Pumpkin millet porridge is boiled in a high-voltage rice cooker for just over 30 minutes.

The bamboo shoots are made quickly.

At 8:50, Comrade Song Wuyin had already put pumpkin millet porridge and bamboo shoots on the dining car, pushed them to the dining room, and waited for Mo Yu to come out of the bedroom.

Unlike yesterday, who waited at the table early, Mo Yu came a little later today.

He wore a simple woolen gray coat and a dark black suit pants underneath.

Stepping on the sun, facing you.

Looking at it this way, if it weren't for Mo Yu's face being a little paler, he wouldn't have seen that this was a man who fell into a severe coma yesterday because of allergies.

Mo Yu sat down and looked at a dish of bamboo shoots and pumpkin millet porridge on his desktop.

The face is expressionless.

Heh, there are so many ingredients in the kitchen, just make two vegetarian dishes?

What about meat?

The gaze that originally stayed on those two vegetarian dishes shifted to Song Wuni's body, revealing a strong sense of doubt and dissatisfaction.

As an exclusive chef for two years in his previous life, Comrade Song Wuyin certainly got the question in Mo Yu's eyes keenly and wittily.

I can't help but feel a chill down my spine!