Nian Xiaomu’s big eyes blinked and a wry glint swept under her eyes, “Young master, before the cooperation is negotiated, this is a secret of our PR department and cannot be pa*sed on outside!”
“……”
“If you want to know, wait until Shang Xin has agreed to endorse it and Manager Wen goes to give you a briefing.”
“……”
Very well, she even beware of him as the president!
Yu Yuehan gave her a cold look, not taking her little act of pretending to be mysterious to heart, his black eyes swept over the breakfast in front of him and put the forked up ham into his mouth.
Tasting it, it tasted good!
It was a quantum leap from the last time she had cooked.
It was so good that it made you wonder ……
“Did you make the breakfast today?” Yu Yuehan gathered his eyes, cut a piece of fried egg and put it into his mouth.
It was seven minutes cooked, his preferred taste.
The saltiness was also appropriate.
“…… is not all.” A flash of weakness under Nian Xiaomu’s eyes, she sat down across from him, reached over and pulled the portion of breakfast in front of herself, and just looked down to eat.
I hate to reveal this topic right now.
“Ham and omelette is definitely not.” Yu Yuehan’s handsome, peerless face didn’t show a hint of surprise when he heard her words.
He excluded the main meal from his plate, then his gaze fell to the toast on another plate.
“Did you bake that one?”
It wasn’t hard to bake bread, adjust the temperature and put in a slice of bread, she should be able to.
“……” Nian Xiao Mu heard him and pursed her lips, not daring to speak.
Then it’s not.
Yu Yuehan’s brows knitted as he swept over the breakfast in front of him, and a delicate looking vegetable salad.
Questioning her with his eyes, was it this?
“Neither.” Nian Xiaomu weakly responded.
Yu Yuehan: “……”
The ham and eggs were not her fried eggs, the bread was not baked by her, and the salad was not made by her either ……
“Then tell me, what credit do you get for this breakfast?”
She just stood at the table and worked her a*s off, and all she did was help the chef set the plates?
“Who says no!” Nian Xiaomu got indignant and pointed towards the cup in front of him, “I heated your milk!”
Yu Yuehan: “……”
So, her so-called thanks to him was just to heat up a cup of milk for him?
“I also helped wipe the table and serve the dishes.”
Sensing his cold gaze, Nian Xiaomu’s spine stiffened and she was too busy to add.
Did that count as a credit?
She would love to cook herself, but cooking was something that depended on talent.
If she burned down his kitchen again, the bonus would be lost.
She is also thinking of his stomach, he can not be ungrateful ……
“Little Liu Liu, is it good?” Nian Xiaomu’s head twisted and looked pleadingly at the little glutinous rice dumpling beside her.
Little Liu Liu was struggling to use a small spoon, scooping up the already cut eggs, her little mouth full of food, hearing her words, nodding her head like a little chicken pecking rice, saying vaguely, “Good times~”
A cute little face, all content.
“Be careful not to choke.” Nian Xiaomu said, handing her the milk.
Little Liu Liu hugged the cup and finished it with a gulp.
And burped the milk.
With a shy little face, she looked at Yu Yuehan, “Baba, why aren’t you eating yet?”
“……”
“Slow as hell slow as hell.” Spittle from the pro-life little princess.
A certain person’s face became even darker.
Nian Xiaomu also didn’t expect the script to suddenly turn out like this, his nerves tightened!
Seeing that Little Liu Liu was full, he picked her up and turned around to run, “Young master, it’s time to go to work, I’ll take Little Liu Liu to the company first!”
