Everyone stared at the Emperor Fu Yaoyang, anxiously waiting for the thunderous wrath of their own earl.

At this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded on the terrace, and the person who made the sound turned out to be Huangfu Yaoyang.

However, the expressions of the people did not relax.

The legs of the two assistants were already weak, and the bodyguard's face was buried lower, and Ben didn't dare to look at Huangfu Yaoyang, the old housekeeper nervously raised his right hand and wiped the cold sweat that came out of his forehead with a handkerchief.

has been by Huangfu Yaoyang's side for so many years, who still laughs when he is scolded and laughs?

It's so perverse.

It's horrible.

……

Don't say it's someone else, even the old housekeeper is a little worried, and he really pinched a cold sweat for Leng Xiaoye.

It's over, Leng Ono, it's over!

Everyone has the same idea in their hearts at this moment.

On the entire terrace, there are only people who still maintain calm, only Leng Ono.

Reaching over her left hand and forking the egg on the plate, she lazily dipped the omelette in a little sauce and put it in her mouth.

Huangfu Yaoyang suppressed his smile and watched her bring the omelette to her mouth, and the palm of the hand holding the table suddenly pushed forward.

Leng Ono's left elbow on the table slid down, and the omelette on the fork was directly attached to his cheek, and the bright red ketchup was immediately wiped on his face.

"Hah!" Huangfu Yaoyang, who succeeded in his prank, burst out laughing again.

Leng Xiaoye gave him a blank look.

"Boring!"

Then she withdrew her gaze and went on with her breakfast.

As soon as he put the omelette in his mouth, his palm had already reached out to her, and she turned her face in confusion, only to see Huangfu Yaoyang's fingers stretched, and then a gentle touch on her cheek.

Leng Xiaoye was still stunned and didn't react, Huangfu Yaoyang had already withdrawn his palm, put the dirty tissue on the table, and continued to eat his breakfast.

Leng Ono looked at him for a while, and finally came to a conclusion.

This man ...... Sick, and not lightly ill!

She has seen a lot of men, cold, bewitching, and gentle...... Various.

Like him, he is moody, bursting like fire for a while, cold like ice for a while, and gentle like a spring breeze for a while...... Definitely the first one.

Huangfu Yaoyang naturally didn't know that he had been classified as "sick" by Leng Xiaoye.

He just ate breakfast slowly, Shi Er raised his eyes to look at Leng Xiaoye, who was eating sweetly, and looked at her casual but elegant eating, it seemed that the breakfast in front of him had become extremely delicious.

For the first time in his life, he suddenly felt that eating was also a fun thing.

The assistant on the side was still there and didn't dare to move, letting the sauce on his face fall drop by drop.

Seeing that his boss didn't seem to be showing any signs of losing his temper, he looked at the old butler inquiringly.

The old housekeeper looked at Huangfu Yaoyang, who had eaten the whole breakfast cleanly, and then looked at Leng Xiaoye, and waved his hand lightly to the assistant if he had an understanding.

The assistant dared to act, and cautiously withdrew from the door with the sauce on his face.

At this time, Leng Xiaoye had already eaten the breakfast on the plate, and watched Huangfu Yaoyang take a small sip of the waiter's new milk cup, she immediately reached over and brought over the milk cup he had drunk a sip of.

Huangfu Yaoyang raised his face suspiciously, only to see the little girl drinking his milk, he reminded softly, "That's mine." ”

Leng Xiaoye rolled his eyes back, of course she knew that it was his, and it was because it was his that she drank it well.

"I like to drink this, don't you?"