She was really tired.

——★——★——★——★——

The next day, An Ge got up, and Quan Mo was no longer around him, and the temperature of the quilt proved that Quan Mo seemed to have been up for a long time.

Going to the group so early?

After An Ge finished washing, he rubbed his sore neck and went downstairs, last night, Quan Mo was more sticky to her than usual, holding her very tightly, and she was stuck in his arms and couldn't move.

Stiff neck.

An Ge walked into the restaurant, habitually took a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator and drank it, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw that the table was full of Western food, divided into two portions.

It seems that Kwon Mo has not left yet.

"Eat Western food in the morning." An Ge glanced at the maid next to him and said casually.

"Young grandma, this is a typical American breakfast."

The maid said.

An Ge nodded, and was about to ask where Quan Mo had gone when he saw Quan Mo walk into the restaurant, holding two large white plates in his hands, on which were grilled fish, the fish was grilled to a golden brown and smeared with sauce, which looked like it was moving.

"Up?"

Kwon Mo looked at her and brought the plate to the table, his sleeves rolled up, his white shirt clean, his dark eyes deep and sharp.

"Hmm."

Ange drank yogurt, very surprised.

The sun came out of the west, and the president of Quanda would serve the plates.

"Today is the breakfast made by the young master himself." The maid stood aside and said with a smile.

"Ahem—"

An Ge was choked on yogurt all of a sudden, and looked at Quan Mo in astonishment, "The breakfast you made?" ”

"That's all I do."

Kwon Mo sat down across from her, his voice magnetic.

He grew up in the United States, and spent a lot of time with his servants, and that's all he was exposed to.

“……”

An Ge was stunned, looking at the table full of American meals, he couldn't tell how he felt.

After experiencing this breakup turmoil, Quan Mo has changed a lot.

He wouldn't cling to her before, let alone make her breakfast himself......

An Ge was a little flattered when he ate, picked up a fork and sent a piece of meat into his mouth, which was unexpectedly delicious, with a very soft taste, not like ordinary Western food.

"I can't see that President Quanda is still a chef."

Before An Ge heard Bai Xuan say that Quan Mo would cook American food, she just listened to it, and never dared to think that Quan Mo would make it for her personally.

"If you like it, I'll make it for you every day." Quan Mo hooked his lips, his smile was very faint, his voice was still low, and he couldn't hear much emotion.

"Are you talking about love?"

An Ge didn't quite know such a power mo.

"If you like to hear it, I can tell you it every day." Kwon Mo made a promise with a blank face.

Several maids on the side had ghostly expressions.

They had never seen such a young master.

“……”

Ango nodded and continued to eat.

She could feel that he was trying to please her, and he was starting to get better.

I'm afraid she won't be able to read it.

"After breakfast, we went for a wedding photoshoot." Quan Mo said.

The wedding is still brought up to the process.

An Ge was silent for a few seconds and then nodded, she didn't want to refuse to please her Quan Mo everywhere, even if she still had a pimple in her heart, this pimple was called "ten years ago".

For breakfast, Ange ate a lot.

On the first day of the following, take pictures;

The next day, take a photo;

On the third day, the photo shoot ends.

An Ge was so tired that he was about to become a dog, and the photography team also proposed to shoot abroad, but An Ge decisively declined.

On the fourth day, try on the wedding dress;

On the fifth day, try on shoes;

On the sixth day, try on jewelry;

On the seventh day, pick a hairstyle.

……

The wedding process is much faster than before.