The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Nian Xiaomu's eyes blinked, and there was a touch of slyness under his eyes. "Master, before the cooperation was not negotiated, this is the secret of our public relations department and cannot be passed on!"

"..."

"If you want to know, wait for your heart to agree to the endorsement, when Manager Wen will go and give you a report."

"..."

Very good, she even guarded him as president!

Yu Yue glanced at her coldly and didn't mind her pretending to be a mysterious little act. He glanced at the breakfast in front of him and put the forkd ham in his mouth.

Taste it, it tastes great!

Compared with the last time she cooks, she has improved by more than a star, a qualitative leap.

It's delicious and makes people doubt ...

"Did you make breakfast today?" Yu Yuehan narrowed his eyes and cut a piece of fried egg into his mouth.

It's ripe, and he likes it.

It's also very salty.

"... Not all." Nian Xiaomu's eyes flashed a guilty conscience, and he sat down opposite him, stretched out the breakfast in front of himself, and lowered his head to eat.

Can't wait to expose this topic right away.

"The ham omelette is definitely not." Yu Yuehan heard her words, and his beautiful face was unsurprising.

Exclude the main meal from the plate, then look at the toast on another plate.

"That you baked it?"

Toasting is not difficult. Set the temperature and put a slice of bread. She should be able to.

"..." Nian Xiaomu heard his words, pursed her lips, and did not dare to speak.

Then that's not it.

Yu Yuehan frowned, glanced over the breakfast in front of him, and a vegetable salad that looked very delicate.

Ask her with eyes, is this it?

"Neither." Nian Xiaomu responded weakly.

Yu Yuehan: "..."

The ham and eggs are not her fried eggs, the bread is not her baking, and the salad is not her ...

"Then tell me what's your credit for this breakfast?"

She was standing at the table just now, just to help the chef set the plate?

"Who said no!" Nian Xiaomu was indignant and pointed towards the glass in front of him. "Your milk is hot!"

Yu Yuehan: "..."

So, what she called to thank him was just to heat him a glass of milk?

"I also helped clean the table and served the dishes."

Nian Xiaomu felt his cold eyes, his back stiff, and he kept busy adding.

Is this credit?

She also wants to cook in person, but cooking is a matter of talent.

In case she burns his kitchen again, this bonus has to be sapped again.

She also considered for his stomach, he could not help but appreciate ...

"Xiao Liuli, is it good?" Nian Xiaomu twisted his head and looked for the small glutinous rice dumplings around him for help.

Xiaoliu Liu is working hard with a small spoon to scoop up the cut eggs. The little mouth is full of food. When she heard her words, she nodded like a chicken pecking rice and said vaguely, "Good times ~"

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

Xiaoliu Liu held the cup, grunted and finished.

I also snorted.

With a small face, he looked at Yu Yuehan, "Oh, don't you swell?"

"..."

"Slow death, slow death." Tucao from the biological little princess.

Someone's face is darker.

Nian Xiaomu did not expect that the script would suddenly become this way, nervousness!

Seeing that Xiaoliu Liu was full, she picked her up, turned around and ran, "Master, it's time to go to work, I'll take Xiaoliu to the company first!" The rest of my life is for you