Li Jiaen shouted loudly: "Sang Ji, get up!" ”

She originally wanted to come out in English, but she was afraid that the effect would not be so good, so she changed it to Chinese style if she couldn't shout.

I waited for a while, but I didn't see a trace of movement on the slightly bulging quilt.

Li Jiaen couldn't help but walk towards her big bed suspiciously, and opened the looming curtain to look at the bed quilt that covered the pillow, "Sang Ji? ”

For some reason, she was originally here to wake people up, and she whispered inexplicably.

"Sangi?" She called again, but no one answered her.

Li Jiaen suddenly shook his shoulders, pursed his lips and lifted the corners of the quilt hard, and the soft bed quilt stayed in the air for half a second and then covered the bed.

But this half second was enough for her to see clearly that there was no one on the bed.

Li Jiaen was stunned for a while, and when he reacted, his playful face raised a few meaningful smiles.

I guess I went to sleep in the next room, right?

Li Jiaen cleared his throat with a "uh-huh-" and pretended not to know anything, opened the door and walked down the long staircase.

"Miss Li," Rong's mother, who was cleaning the living room with a feather duster, was slightly stunned, "Morning." ”

"Morning," Li Jiaen greeted happily, "Actually, you don't need to call me Miss Li so politely." ”

"Huh?" Rong's mother paused in her hand and looked at her inexplicably.

"That's it...... It's just that I'm not used to it, you're the first person to call me like this," Li Jiaen said, his face flushed with embarrassment, "You can call me Jiaen, my parents and elders all call me like this, I was born into a very ordinary family, so you call me like this, it makes me feel twisted." ”

"Oh," Mama Rong smiled after a moment's pause, "Okay, Miss Jiaen." ”

“……”

Listening to Rong's mother's revised title, Li Jiaen smiled speechlessly.

"If you can, can you call me Jia En directly, just Jia En without Miss."

"Okay, Ka...... Kindness? Rong's mother opened her mouth and slowly called out her name.

"Hmm!" Li Jiaen squinted his eyebrows and smiled, and a beautiful pear vortex overflowed from his lips.

"Hungry?" Rong's mother walked to the cabinet where the tools were placed, put down the cleaning tools in her hand, turned her head to look at Li Jiaen and asked.

"Well, let's make breakfast together, shall we?" Li Jiaen glanced at the big clock with the hour hand pointing to the six position, and asked with a raised eyebrow.

As soon as her words fell, she quickly picked up and asked, "Is breakfast ready?" ”

"Not yet, can you help me out?" Rong's mother said, "The ingredients used to make breakfast are very simple, in fact, I can make them alone." ”

"Hmm-" Li Jiaen shook his head in refusal, "When I was at home, I often helped my mother cook breakfast, and sometimes I cooked it alone. ”

"Why?" Rong's mother doesn't understand, "Your mother ......"

Before Rong's mother's words were fully asked, Li Jiaen replied with a smile, "My mother is very busy with work, sometimes she comes home late and goes out early, so if I get up early, I will make breakfast." ”

Li Jiaen said and smiled lightly at Rong's mother, "But every time my mother doesn't come home after eight o'clock in the evening, I will automatically get up early the next day to make breakfast, let her eat and then go out." ”

"What a good girl who is filial and kind." Rong's mother also dyed a good-looking smile.

"Oh, it's gone!" Li Jiaen followed Rong's mother's footsteps and walked into the kitchen shyly and modestly.

Rong's mother just smiled faintly at her shy performance.

This is the first time Li Jiaen has heard such praise.