You're mine too?

In just five words, like a bell ringing, it echoed in Pei Yunqing's ears for a long time.

This should be the first love word he said to her, right?

Raising his eyes, his eyes fell on Tang Moshen, who was washing by the sink, Pei Yun walked over with light steps, stretched out his arm, hugged the man's waist from behind, and put his face on his back.

"I'll always be uncle's!"

And then......

Someday, I want you to be mine!

Feeling her chest soft against her back, Tang Mo took a deep breath and straightened his waist.

"Leprechaun, don't want to train?"

Leprechauns?

Pei Yun raised her eyes lightly, when did she have this title?

"Uncle, why do you call me that?"

Tang Moshen lowered his palm holding the towel.

"The towel is loose."

So abrasive, what is it that isn't a goblin?

She lowered her face in astonishment, and sure enough, she saw that the bath towel on her chest had slipped off her chest.

He didn't even look back, how do you know?

His eyes fell on his back, Pei Yunqing suddenly suddenly let go of it when he hugged him just now, he wouldn't think she did it on purpose, right?

Instantly blushing to the root of her ears, she quickly pulled up the bath towel and wanted to leave the bathroom, but the man grabbed her wrist.

"Blow dry your hair, change your clothes and then go downstairs, I'll wait for you to eat."

Walking out of the bathroom, Tang Moshen strode downstairs.

In the living room, Wen Ziqian was already waiting.

Tang Moshen said that there was an urgent matter before, and he never explained it to him clearly, he was afraid of delaying the important affairs of his minister, so he rushed to the Tang Palace early this morning, but Uncle Zhou told him that the young master had an order, and no one was allowed to go up before he went downstairs.

Wen Ziqian waited anxiously, but he didn't dare to disobey his orders, pacing back and forth in the living room, stepping on the floor to a pit.

Hearing the sound of footsteps finally coming up the stairs, he hurried to meet them.

"Minister, the car is ready!"

"There's no hurry."

Tang Moshen stepped down the last staircase and walked indifferently in the direction of the restaurant.

Not in a hurry?

Three days of work were compressed into two days, and he rushed back overnight, and now he is not in a hurry?

The second monk Wen Ziqian was puzzled, and looked at the housekeeper Uncle Zhou suspiciously, but Uncle Zhou just shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't know either.

The two walked into the restaurant together, and Zhou Bo helped Tang Moshen pull out a chair, reached out to hold a thermos cup with hot milk, and was about to pour him a glass of milk.

As soon as his hand touched the cup, the man's voice sounded in his ears again.

"There's no hurry."

This time, even Uncle Zhou was at a loss.

Usually he gets up at half past five, runs back in the morning to take a shower and eat, and must go out before half past seven in the morning, it's more than eight o'clock, not in a hurry?

Zhou Bo and Wen Ziqian stared wide-eyed, and no one dared to ask more.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and Pei Yun walked into the restaurant in his training clothes.

Seeing Tang Moshen raise his left hand and hold the thermos cup on the table, Zhou Bo hurriedly rushed over and wanted to take over.

"Young Master, I'll come!"

Tang Moshen was unmoved, and personally helped Pei Yun pour good milk.

"Eat it hot."

Pei Yun took the cup lightly, took a sip to his lips, and smiled back.

"Uncle eats it too."

"Yes." Tang Mo responded lightly, and then raised his voice, "All out." ”

This time, not only Wen Ziqian and the housekeeper, but even the maid were stunned.

For many years, he has been eating, and they are all serving beside him, so why do you have to drive people out this time?

Pei Yunqing also raised his face from the omelette in front of him suspiciously.

Without waiting for her to ask, he had already opened his mouth to add.

"Not including you!"