Nian Xiao Muda's eyes blinked, and a touch of cunning flashed under his eyes, "Young master, before the cooperation is negotiated, this is a secret of our public relations department, and it can't be passed on!" ”

“……”

"If you want to know, wait until you agree to the endorsement, and Manager Wen will report to you."

“……”

It's good, she is even wary of him, the president!

Yu Yue glanced at her coldly, not paying attention to her pretending to be a mysterious little act, his black eyes swept the breakfast in front of him, and put the forked ham into his mouth.

I tasted it and it tasted good!

Compared with the last time she cooked, she has improved more than a star and a half, which is a qualitative leap.

It's so delicious that it's suspicious......

"You made breakfast today?" Yu Yuehan narrowed his eyes, cut a piece of fried egg and put it in his mouth.

Medium-rare, is his favorite flavor.

It is also suitable for saltiness.

“…… Not all. Nian Xiaomu's eyes flashed with a hint of emptiness, sat down opposite him, stretched out his hand to pull the breakfast in front of him, and lowered his head to eat.

I can't wait to get to the bottom of it.

"Ham omelette certainly isn't." When Yu Yuehan heard her words, his handsome and peerless face did not show a trace of surprise.

Leave the main dish out of the plate and set your sights on the toast on the other plate.

"You baked that?"

It's not hard to bake bread, adjust the temperature, put a slice of bread, she should do.

"......" Nian Xiaomu pursed his lips when he heard his words, not daring to speak.

Then not.

Yu Yuehan frowned, swept the breakfast in front of him, and a vegetable salad that looked exquisite.

Ask her with your eyes, is this it?

"Not really." Young Mu weakly responded.

Yu Yuehan: "......"

Ham and eggs are not her omelette, bread is not baked by her, and salads are not made by her......

"Then tell me, what credit do you have for this breakfast?"

She just stood at the table and was busy working, just helping the chef set the plates?

"Who said no!" Nian Xiaomu was indignant and pointed to the cup in front of him, "Your milk is hot from me!" ”

Yu Yuehan: "......"

So, her so-called gratitude to him was just to warm him a glass of milk?

"I also helped wipe the table and serve the food."

Nian Xiaomu felt his cold gaze, his back stiffened, and he was busy adding.

Does this count as credit?

She also wants to cook herself, but cooking depends on talent.

If she burns down his kitchen again, the bonus for this will have to be ruined again.

She also thinks about his stomach, and he can't help but appreciate it......

"Little Liuliu, is it delicious?" Nian Xiaomu twisted his head and looked at the little glutinous rice dumplings beside him for help.

Xiao Liuliu was trying to use a small spoon to scoop up the eggs that had been cut, and his little mouth was full of food, and when he heard her words, he nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said vaguely, "It's a good time~"

A cute little face, all satisfied.

"Be careful not to choke." Nian Xiaomu said, handing her the milk.

Xiao Liuliu hugged the cup and drank it with a bang.

I also had a milk burp.

With a shy little face, he looked at Yu Yuehan, "Baba, why don't you eat it?" ”

“……”

"Slow death, slow death." A complaint from her own little princess.

Someone's face is darker.

Nian Xiaomu didn't expect the script to suddenly become like this, and his nerves were tight!

Seeing that Xiao Liuliu was full, he picked her up, turned around and ran, "Young master, it's time to go to work, I'll take Xiao Liuliu to the company first!" ”