After the cannon fodder was reborn, the five brothers kneeled on the keyboard during a live broadcas

After dinner, Yun Mo went to the kitchen to make a bowl of red bean sago milk.

"Young lady. Ah Bai smiled and said, "The eldest young master is still playing chess."

Yun Mo bowed slightly, "I made a bowl of red bean sago milk dew to cool off."

Ah Bai knocked on the door for her, "Young Master, the young lady personally went to the kitchen to make you red bean sago milk lotion."

He deliberately accentuated the words "personally" and "for you", which was enough to show that Yun Mo was full of sincerity.

"Come in. Si Yanyuan's deep voice slowly drifted into his ears.

Ah Bai opened the door, and kept his aunt smiling the whole time.

Yun Mo took the bowl of red bean sago milk and put it carefully in his hand.

"It's not too early!" she said softly.

Si Yanyuan didn't raise his head and eyes, and he was still playing two-handed chess.

Yun Mo stared at the chessboard, and the chess addiction was hooked out again.

Seeing that Si Yanyuan's chess path was completely different from what he thought, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"It doesn't seem right for Bai Zi to fall in that position!" Si

Yanyuan raised his eyes lightly.

The carved face was almost white and transparent under the light, and the eyebrows were picturesque, but the eyes were cold.

"Forget it, you might want to make a draw!"

Yun Mo pursed his lips and sat down opposite him, "I've been up for a long time

here, you can taste it!" Si Yanyuan's eyes glanced at the bowl in his hand coldly, and frowned slightly, "It's too sweet!" "

You haven't tasted it, how do you know

it's sweet?" "I don't like it."

"Then what do you like?" Those

clothes are said to have been prepared for her by Si Yanyuan, and she has no choice but to take local materials and make him a bowl of red bean and sago milk lotion.

If he doesn't like it, she will do what he likes.

Her gaze was particularly stubborn, staring at him without blinking, and the words "If you don't say it, I will not give up" are clearly written.

"I'm not Mr. Yun!"

"How do you know?" Yun Mo's eyes were about to pop out.

Her father Yunhai has a deep spleen and stomach deficiency, and medicine to nourish his body, so she racked her brains to stew soup, hoping to help him regulate his body through food supplements.

"If you want to know, you will always know!" Si Yanyuan's tone was cold, "If you don't drink it, you will pour it!"

Yun Mo felt that she was really a little cheap, she picked up the bowl of red bean sago milk lotion, and drank it in a few sips.

Licking his lips and squinting his eyes, his little face was full of satisfaction.

Si Yanyuan quietly withdrew his gaze, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with a shallow smile.

"I made you sweet soup to thank you for the clothes you prepared for me, not to please you, let alone to verify the truth of the sentence 'Grab a man's heart, first grab a man's stomach'! I know my identity very well, and I will never think about things that don't belong to me!"

There was no wave in his eyes, and he whispered a word to stop her from continuing.

This Si Yanyuan's temper is really stinky!

She really wants to turn around and leave.

Si Yanyuan clicked on the chess box, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pinched a white seed and fell.

The two of you come and go, and it is difficult to tell the winner from the loser.

Yun Mo tossed for a day, extremely tired, yawned, and a pair of obsidian-like eyes were stained with mist.

Si Yanyuan dropped a sunspot, and he didn't see her fall for a long time, so he couldn't help but look up, only to see her like a chicken pecking rice, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Yun Mo fell asleep on the edge of the table.

From time to time, the man looked up at her who was not very beautiful in her sleep, walked to the bed, took a thin blanket, and draped it over her body with gentle movements.

The corners of her eyes were moist, as if she had some bad dream, her brows were furrowed, and she looked like a little pitiful.

Si Yanyuan remembered that bad dream again, and looked at her with a deep gaze.