"Miss Mu, don't say these polite words in the future. Mr. Lei will curse when he hears it!"
Mu Yiyi knew what he meant, so he nodded and replied: "Okay, I will pay attention."
She glanced at the tall men standing not far away and asked, "Where is Wei Xi? Why didn't you see her?"
Hearing this, Mo Nan just kept silent and lowered his head slightly.[
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In the kitchen, Mu Yiyi was busy, baking toast, fried eggs and bacon, pouring milk into a glass, and soon prepared two simple breakfasts.
He went upstairs with the plate. Lei Yufeng seemed to be still sleeping, but just two meters away from her bed, Lei Yufeng suddenly woke up, half-supported, and looked at her lazy.
"Sorry, I'm waking you up!" Mu Yi put the tray containing breakfast on the bedside table one by one, "But since you're awake, get up and have breakfast!"
Lei Yufeng raised his hand and pinched her moist face intimately, lifted the quilt, and went into the bathroom so loudly that he didn't hide anything.
Mu Yiyi's face turned slightly red, and he didn't dare to look back. He sat on the edge of the bed, slowly leaned down, and buried his face in the pillow where Lei Yufeng slept, full of nostalgia.
"Have you hadn't had enough sleep yet?" After a while, Lei Yufeng came out of the bathroom after washing up, looked at her body lying on the bed, and asked.
"No!" Mu Yiyi sat up in a hurry and smiled embarrassedly, "I... have a good sleep, come and have breakfast."
"Did you do it?" Lei Yufeng, wearing a black bathrobe, brought the tray to the small round table next to the window, and then opened the curtains.
The light in the room suddenly became brighter. He gently pushed open the window, and the cold wind and fresh air came towards him.
"Yes! I made it, but I'm not very good at making it. This... is a bit too simple, but can I still eat it?"
The morning light of winter shone in. Mu Yiyi looked at Lei Yufeng eating the breakfast she made with gracefully, and smiled knowingly.
After breakfast, the two of them crowded on the sofa in the living room and watched TV. Lei Yufeng knew that Mu Yiyi didn't understand Italian, so he specially drove to the English desk.
But Mu Yiyi's attention always fell on the Christmas tree intentionally or unintentionally.
"Wind, did you arrange that?"
"No!" The man's voice was a little dull.
Really! He obviously did it, but he still didn't admit it? Mu Yiyi walked to the Christmas tree and looked up and down: "Who did that?"
"Does it look good?"
"Let me see..." Mu Yiyi circled around the Christmas tree. The Christmas tree was very tall, covered with colorful lights and decorations, and a large five-pointed star on top.[
Thinking of the man doing all this alone here last night, she quietly glanced at the man who was still sitting on the sofa.
His eyes were staring at the TV, and his angular facial features were very charming under the light.
"Uncle..." Mu Yiyi said loudly on purpose.
"What did you say?" The man jumped up immediately, rushed over and glared at her fiercely, "What's ugly?"
He worked hard all night and she was still sleeping on it while he was working here.