Marked Girl By Hidden CEO

Major Mu didn't understand his brother's mind at all. The time they were born was about ten seconds away, but there was a generation gap between them.

"Go down and follow." Major Mu rubbed his eye socket.

Mu Dong went down, and when major Mu opened his eyes, JIRA stood in front of him.

Jila was holding a thermos bucket in her arms, and her expression was rare embarrassment. Shao Jue Mu was stunned. He sensed that there must be heaven and earth in this heat preservation bucket.

He remained calm and hooked his lips. His good-looking eyes immediately spilled a touch of elegant and gentle smile: "why is it so early today? Have you had breakfast?"

JIRA's expression was even more embarrassed: "... No."

"Why don't you eat breakfast?" Major Mu's eyes fell into Ji LA's arms: "what's this?"

Jila took a step back, and her expression seemed to want to hide the thermos. However, she never did anything out of line. When he found out, it was not easy to throw it away. She was embarrassed to say, so her cold and pretty face was stained with a suspicious blush.

Seeing her like this, major Mu became more and more interested, "what is it, holding so tightly, afraid of me grabbing?"

Jila didn't dare to look at him at all. She turned aside and said with a smile, "this, this is... Ginseng soup my mother asked me to bring you..." the sentence behind it was almost low and inaudible.

Major Mu actually heard it, but JIRA's little expression was so funny that he couldn't bear to let her go for nothing.

"What?" Major Mu stepped forward, bowed down and took the initiative to put his ear to JIRA: "I didn't hear you clearly just now."

JIRA: "

Major Mu didn't move, put his hand behind his back, and still kept the posture of listening. His patience was very good. It seemed that JIRA wouldn't get up without saying.

Jila gently breathed out a breath, and her expression cracked. "My mother... Made you ginseng soup to moisten your lungs..." she almost wanted to grab the door and run away, but she didn't run away because of her calmness developed over the years.

A flustered, JIRA only felt that there was something wrong with her heart, as if she was about to jump out of her chest, completely out of control.

"Oh?" Major Mu turned his head and looked at her with a smile, but did not get up: "how does your mother know that my lungs are prone to problems?"

She was stunned

She looked at major Mu and was completely speechless.

The two were already very close. If major Mu turned his head again, the distance between his lips would be one hand.

Jila opened her mouth slightly and looked at a loss. How nice of her to say that she actually asked Meng Wenhui what people with poor lungs should eat. Isn't that shameful?

So killing Kira won't answer this question.

Young master Mu looked at her, her good-looking eyes bent and looked at each other so close that Ji LA's heart was trembling.

There is always an illusion that he has seen through. No, this person must have seen through her.

Jila hugged the heat preservation bucket in her arms. Although her face was still taut, her palms were sweating and her scalp was numb.

Jila like this is really cute. She is tight and alert. However, it is clear that she is strong outside and weak in the middle. As long as she advances a little further, she will definitely throw away her armor immediately.

Young master Mu was afraid to annoy her and dared not be presumptuous. The last time she couldn't resist a kiss, JIRA hid from him for a few days. If it wasn't necessary, she would never appear next to him.

So what can major Mu do? He can only endure and wait until JIRA releases her heart to him and accepts him bit by bit.

Anyway, he is really not in a hurry. This person is very satisfied to be with him.

"Why are you holding it? Aren't you going to give me a drink?" Master Mu finally straightened up.

Jila immediately breathed a sigh of relief and kowtowed, "I, I'll get the tableware."

"Take two sets." "Tell my mother I'm not going to have breakfast this morning," said the young master

JIRA: "

Major Mu naturally has a special kitchen in the yard, but it has not been used for a long time. At most, he washes fruits and so on.

Jila took two sets of tableware and poured two bowls of soup in the thermos without asking.

When Mu Dong came back, he held a large tray with all kinds of breakfast on it and put it on the table one by one.

Major Mu sat down, pointed to the opposite side and said to JIRA, "sit down, what are you doing standing?"

Jila wanted to pretend she didn't hear. She quickly found an excuse in her mind and wanted to run away.

"Didn't you eat? Sit down and eat with me." Master Mu said that putting his hands on his knees meant that Jila wouldn't do it if she didn't sit down.

"Young Marshal, this is against the rules." Kira said dryly.

Major Mu smiled: "do you want to be on duty hungry?"

Jila sighed gently. Her mother was really crazy. She got up in the middle of the night last night to make soup for young master mu. She didn't let her eat in the morning, so she stuffed the thermos bucket into her arms and drove her out.

He also said to her, "if you eat less, you won't lose a piece of meat. Shaojue's body is the most important". He is really talented.

Seeing the standoff between the two, Mu Dong said, "JIRA, what are you afraid of? Here, what the Young Marshal said is the rule."

JIRA: "..." this is more talented.

It was hypocritical to insist again, and Jila had to sit opposite major mu.

Then they began to have breakfast. Young Lord Mu was not a talkative person. When he ate, he generally adhered to the fine tradition of eating without speaking.

Just

"This shrimp corn steamed dumpling is very good. My mother and our brothers love it very much. Try it." Then he took a steamed dumpling with his own chopsticks and put it on the plate in front of Jila noodles.

"Milk and soymilk, you girls drink more."

"Mom sent us breakfast for two and wanted to finish it all."

Soon, the plate in front of JIRA was full.

Just listen to master Mu continue: "the food on our table is my mother's favorite. Shaoting and I have the same taste as my mother from snacks to big. Niuniu, what do you think, do you like it?"

Jila almost spewed out a mouthful of soybean milk. The words "Niu Niu" are really special, which makes people calm down.

"Well, it's OK. I'm not picky about food." Jila didn't dare to look at major mu, but her face was hot.

God, do you want her to be on duty at ease?

When Jila finished drinking a cup of milk and soymilk and finished the breakfast held by major mu, major Mu put down his chopsticks. As soon as he put them here, Jila also quickly put them down.

"Wait for me to change. The military headquarters is busy today." Major Mu wiped his mouth and said to Jila, then got up and went upstairs.

Jila hurried to follow. She was the close adjutant of major mu. Her daily life was gradually transferred from Mu Dong to her. However, JIRA didn't seem to realize this change.