Chapter 94: Was You Comfortable Last Night?
"What are you doing all this time?"
- Cook a drama series.
"It's ancient."
- How do you know?
The system was amazed, it could see the host's daily life, and when the host could see what it was doing.
Yan Xiao said disdainfully: "Self-proclaimed slave, who doesn't know what drama you're watching." ”
- So, host, you play by yourself, I'm going to watch the next episode, and something calls me.
"Wait, how many points do I have?"
- There is still 700 left to upgrade, and the host can mess with Fu Qianqian today.
"O." Yan Xiao whistled.
Wash your face and go to the toilet.
Outside, Zhang's mother knocked on the door twice.
"Come in!"
Zhang's mother pushed the door in, holding the clothes that Yan Xiao had washed last night.
Yan Xiao opened the bathroom door and looked at him.
Mother Zhang had a strange smile in her eyes, and she couldn't close her mouth: "Miss Yan, your clothes are dry." ”
Yan Xiao took the clothes and was about to speak, but Zhang's mother spoke again.
"As soon as the morning dawns, the young master leaves."
"......" She didn't ask about his whereabouts!
No wonder from the moment she entered the door, Zhang's mother smiled, and she probably thought that she and Gu Beichi were ...... last night
I can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River......
"I know, is Fu Qianqian here?"
Mother Zhang shook her head: "Not yet, it's morning, Miss Qianqian is more delicate, and she may not come over until the afternoon." ”
Even Zhang's mother could see Fu Qianqian's character, and Yan Xiao sighed that she was really her daughter, otherwise how could Fu Shenghong be blind all the time, thinking that Lu Ping and Fu Qianqian were the best treasures in the world and regarded them as treasures.
but ignored the three of them, mother and son.
The unhappy emotion pressed into the bottom of his heart, and Yan Xiao smiled lightly: "Well, I'll go down for breakfast after changing my clothes." ”
Zhang's mother bowed her head and stepped back first.
Yan Xiao took off the bathrobe on her body and changed into the white dress she wore yesterday, she didn't need to dress up in the manor, so she didn't wear light makeup, and ran out of the room with no face to the sky.
The smell of beans wafted through the stairwell.
In the kitchen room, there are soy milk and self-made sandwiches on the dining table, as well as a bowl of lotus seed porridge.
The lotus seed porridge is still steaming hot, and the fragrance is curling.
"Mother Zhang, let's eat together." Yan Xiao beckoned to Zhang's mother to stop working.
Zhang's mother is older, and it is not easy to be busy alone, just a breakfast, Yan Xiao feels that it doesn't matter.
Breakfast is accompanied by someone, and it will taste more delicious.
In the manor, there are not many rules, Zhang's mother did not shirk, put down the work in her hand with a smile, and sat down at the table with another bowl of porridge.
"Miss Yan, did you sleep comfortably last night?" Zhang's mother asked.
Yan Xiao choked on the lotus seed porridge that had just entered his mouth, and coughed several times.
"Miss Yan, are you alright?" Zhang's mother turned pale with fright, and quickly handed over a glass of warm water in front of her.
Yan Xiao grabbed the warm water and drank two large sips before his throat cleared.
"It's okay, it's okay." She waved her hand and motioned for her to continue drinking porridge.
The reaction was too great, and Zhang's mother didn't dare to ask the question just now, and concentrated on drinking porridge.
Yan Xiao secretly glanced at Zhang's mother from time to time, afraid that Zhang's mother would pick up last night's incident and ask again.
If she said that she and Gu Beichi had nothing to do last night, it is estimated that no one would believe it.
To say that there is, does not correspond to the facts.
It's good not to say it, and it can also be used to anger Fu Qianqian.
Earn points, add to earning skills, and complete the conditions of the system as early as possible.
Traces of rebirth cannot be erased.
For Mom and Xiao Huan.
And for herself.
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