Mu Wan'an was still wearing last night's dress, and there was a trace of embarrassment on her face, until the housekeeper went upstairs and saw that she had woken up, she was stunned, and hurriedly spoke: "Miss Mu, the toiletries are in the bathroom, and the clothes are in the closet." ”

Mu Wan'an nodded, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and returned to the room to clean up.

The clothes are brand new, but apparently they have also been watered once, and there is a faint soapy fragrance, and the fabric, even if Mu Wanhao is stupid, knows that this dress is not cheap.

After washing, she walked out of the room, Song Xiaosi was no longer there, and when she went downstairs, she saw that the little boy was already sitting at the dining table, and there was a hearty breakfast on the table.

She didn't see Song Bingjue.

She walked down the last step, and the housekeeper stepped forward with a smile: "Miss Mu, breakfast is ready......

She didn't mean to stay for breakfast, and just about to ask where Song Bingjue was, the housekeeper seemed to understand, and immediately said, "Mr. went out for morning exercises, and he will come back later......"

After speaking, he paused, and said, "The little young master just poured a cup of soy milk for Miss Mu." Miss Mu must try it......"

These words directly blocked Mu Wan's words to refuse.

She looked at Song Xiaosi and saw that Xiao Si's face was flat, as always, expressionless, just sitting alone at the huge dining table, I don't know why, my heart was soft.

"Okay." She spoke.

She sat next to Xiao Si, and when she saw that Xiao Si didn't move her chopsticks, she didn't move either.

The two of them sat quietly together, one big and one small, which only added a little warmth.

……

A few minutes later, Song Bingjue came back in the morning, and when he saw them waiting for him at the dining table, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Mu." He took the towel from the butler and stepped forward.

The man is wearing casual clothes, which is a little younger than his previous image, and the cold air on his body has also been reduced a little, because of sweat, the clothes are close, outlining a strong texture, and the body exudes strong hormones.

The masculine breath is extremely strong.

Mu Wan'an smiled slightly: "Mr. Song, I ......"

"I'll wash it, you guys wait." Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a man, Song Bingjue looked at the quiet Song Xiaosi, and said, "If you are hungry, eat with Miss Mu first, and I will come down in a while." ”

Song Xiaosi seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then picked up the chopsticks.

Seeing this, Song Bingjue's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction, and he went upstairs in a hurry.

He washed quickly, and when he went downstairs, Song Xiaosi and Mu Wannight had only eaten a fritter together, and he sat opposite them incomparably and picked up the soy milk in front of him.

A meal was eaten in perfect harmony.

Song Xiaosi was in a good mood, drank half a bowl of soy milk more than usual, and kept the corners of the housekeeper's mouth grinning.

After eating, Song Bingjue drove himself and sent Song Xiaosi to school.

Seeing Song Xiaosi walk into the school, the car was on the road again, driving towards Song.

Mu Wannight found an opportunity to ask: "Mr. Song, ...... last night"

"I'm not in the habit of flipping through other people's things." Song Bingjue's face was expressionless.

This point is exactly the same as Song Xiaosi.

Mu Wan'an was speechless for a moment.

She accidentally fell asleep last night, and she slept deeply, Song Bingjue's explanation made sense, but why didn't he wake him up?

"I ......"

She paused, but no matter how many questions she asked, she still didn't ask: "Thank you." ”

In the next second, Song Bingjue answered, accepting it very naturally.

Seeing this, Mu Wan'an completely closed his mouth.

But I didn't see the curvature of the corners of the man's lips.

……

In order to avoid misunderstanding, the car stopped at a street away from the company.

Mu Wanye got out of the car, thanked him, didn't stop long, and rushed to the company with his bag.

Song Bingjue looked at her back with a dark gaze.

But after a while, Han Xiu called: "President, the matter is done......

……

Not far away, a person watched Mu Wanye get out of Song Bingjue's car, his eyes gloomy......