While baking the toast, smelling the tempting aroma of cheese wafting from the oven, Xiao Fubao couldn't wait to eat it.

Xiao Fubao took a knife and fork and cut two layers of toast.

The toast was cut, and the milk on it flowed down the cut gap, Xiao Fubao cut off a small piece of toast, dipped the milk and put it in his mouth, and his big round eyes lit up.

The toast soaked with milk and egg wash goes well with the sweetness of the cheese and the slightly bitter cocoa powder.

"It's delicious!"

Xiao Fubao held his face with one hand, and his expression was full of happiness.

Hearing her say that it was delicious, Song Nanchen relieved himself.

"To your liking, try this bowl of flat food."

Xiao Fubao obediently picked up the spoon, scooped a flat food and blew it on the side of his mouth, and ate it into his mouth.

"Delicious!"

It's much better than my brother's cooking.

Song Nanchen was completely relieved and began to eat his own breakfast.

On the other hand, the other four groups have basically not gotten up yet.

[Our little baby has eaten the food cooked by Sang Wanzhou for two weeks, and he can finally eat back to normal, look at our little baby! 】

[Hahahaha! That is, I finally discovered the difference between the "delicious" of the baby's hypocrisy and the "delicious" of the real heart. 】

[Look at Sang Wanzhou over there, hahahaha, that bed-lying ghost actually got up. 】

Sang Wanzhou did rise, but he was forced to get up.

Ji Xiaoheng deliberately turned on all the lights as soon as he got up in the morning, and turned on the live broadcast by the way.

was shot by the bright light so constantly, and he didn't need any sound to wake him up directly.

But since being on the show, Sang Wanzhou's temper has been sharpened a lot.

Maybe I stayed with Xiao Fubao for a long time, and subconsciously thought that the light was turned on by Xiao Fubao, so I didn't care, closed my eyes and reached out to fumble to close the bed curtain, turned my back and continued to sleep.

Immediately after, he heard the sound of washing outside the bed curtain, the sound of running water in the bathroom, and then the sound of a hair dryer blowing his hair.

There wasn't a moment of silence.

Sang Wanzhou was still patient, frowning and covering her ears with a pillow.

When he wanted to get rid of distractions and continue sleeping, he suddenly felt someone poke his back with a hand.

Although his temper was on the verge of exploding, he still held back in the face of his own cubs.

He endured his temper and turned over, and his two pairs of cold eyes looked at each other.

Sang Wanzhou's brain was down for a while, and then she remembered that Xiao Fubao had been transferred to another family.

He's the most hated stinky boy here.

But because of the downtime for such a while, his temper disappeared inexplicably.

"What for?"

His tone was still bad.

"It's time to get up." Ji Xiaoheng said lightly.

"What time is it?"

Sang Wanzhou looked out of the ventilation window above his head, the window was still cloudy, and he knew that it was still early.

But Ji Xiaoheng's face was not red, his heart was not beating, he looked at his eyes and said nonsense: "It's eight o'clock."

Sang Wanzhou: "." If you don't say an hour, I'll believe it.

[Hahahaha! These two people are so happy, they really "talk nonsense with their eyes open", and now it is just after six o'clock, and you say that it is eight o'clock. 】

[Sang Wanzhou: Look at my eyes, do you think I believe your nonsense? It's not like I don't have eyes. 】

[The personalities of these two people are really beyond my expectations, and I really like Duole more and more! It's handsome and, and it's fun, hahahaha! 】