Return of the Cute baby

At dawn, Si Yue was used to life without early morning days, so although the sun outside was bright, Si Yue still slept very sweet until he was awakened by the smell of breakfast.

When I opened my sleepy eyes, my brain still didn't understand what the smell meant.

Someone cooks at his house?

Wait, he is not at Xia Xia's house, but at his own house. How can there be rice fragrance?

Dream, it must be a dream.

Go to sleep. There's no smell when you wake up.

However

I can't sleep. It's really delicious.

Si Yue tried to close his eyes and wake himself up from his dream as soon as possible. However, a cold, penetrating liquid poured directly on his face!

Brain, completely awake!

"Who?" Si Yue suddenly sat up and looked at the night light LAN in front of him.

And night Qinglan is holding a glass in her hand. Just before cooking, she put a glass of water into the emergency freezing room of the refrigerator. At the moment, she took out the water and poured the freezing cold water on Si Yue's face!

There was no expression on the cold face.

"The rice is on the table. After eating, I wash the dishes!" then I went upstairs again.

Rice? Is there really a meal?

Si Yue didn't care so much. He went to the restaurant to have a look. Sure enough, there was a rich meal, so he immediately rushed into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, then ran to the restaurant and ate up all the food in a few minutes.

It feels good to have someone cook.

After eating, Si Yue also forgot that he had to quarrel with yeqinglan. He lay back on the sofa, covered his quilt and went to sleep again.

Sure enough, you can sleep soundly only when you eat enough!

The bowl was not washed, so Si Yue was kicked out!

"What are you doing?" the voice of night light LAN took cold anger.

"Sleep... Sleep..." is there anything wrong with his sleep? Who's in the way of his sleep?

It's illegal to sleep when you're sleepy?

"Have you washed the dishes?"

"No!" replied Si Yue with a strong sense of reason.

"Go wash!"

"Anyway, I have to eat at noon. Wouldn't it be good to wash with the noon bowl?" Si Yue thought he was right!

But night Qinglan clenched his fist and said to him, "wash!"

Cold voice, with anger.

Si Yue didn't want to be beaten, so he stood up and walked down to the kitchen.

"I said, why do you want me to wash the dishes?" Si Yue's voice was full of complaints. "Just a few bowls are not worth washing at all!"

"Let you wash, you wash. What do you do with so much nonsense?" night Qinglan leaned against the door and supervised the work.

"But..."

"Less nonsense!"

There is a disease called obsessive-compulsive disorder.

As a killer, ye Qinglan restrained herself when performing her task, but in life, she couldn't restrain herself at all. Just after dinner, she went back to her bedroom and kept thinking about washing dishes.

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't help but come down and have a look. Unexpectedly, I really didn't wash it, which made night Qinglan unbearable.

"I heard Xiaoyuan call you Qinglan that day. Is your name Qinglan?"

"Night light LAN!"

"Nice name!" Si Yue looked back. "My name is Si Yue!"

"I'm not interested in who you are!"

"......." Si Yue was not sad. "You seem to have great skills. Are you a professional bodyguard?"

Night Qinglan doesn't want to answer the man's retarded question.

"You are Xiaoyuan's bodyguard, responsible for protecting him?" Si Yue asked again.

"Yes!"

"That's cool!" Si Yue sighed as he washed the dishes. "Do you live here to protect him?"

"Yes!"

"He is so young, why do you need protection?"

"You have too many questions!" night Qinglan frowned.

Si Yue put the washed dishes by the sink and had to wipe his hands.

"Put the plate back where it was!"

"Oh!" Si Yue opened the cupboard and put the dishes in.

"Clean the stove!"

Si Yue is very obedient.

"The floor has been wiped, too!"

“……”

"Tools are placed neatly!"

Si Yue felt that he was like a robot, completely obeying the orders of the cold master and doing whatever he was asked to do. What's more, his quilt.

In the past, he just put it in a mess, and night Qinglan had to fold his quilt, and the four corners should be the same. When putting it, it must be neat and can't be put askew.

There's a lot going on.

Si Yue has been busy all morning.

In an Lixia's home, the morning has just begun.

Although she slept, an Lixia still didn't want to get up, lay in bed and play games with her mobile phone.

Mu Ruchen has got up. Although he is not Sebastian today, he also wants to be a perfect lover, so at the moment, he seriously makes mashed potatoes under the guidance of his son.

The daughter is the judge, responsible for tasting the taste, and the son is the conductor, responsible for telling him what to put and what not to put.

But even so, it's hard.

"Daddy, put a little salt, just a little."

"Daddy, there's too much salt!"

It's too salty!

Come again!

"Daddy, put some sesame oil. Yes, it's sesame oil... That's peanut oil..."

It's late. It's already in!

Mu Ruchen cooked a pot of potatoes. He can fail again and again. He must make a perfect mashed potato!

"Daddy, why do you have to make mashed potatoes?" sweet asked lazily, dragging her chin.

There is so much breakfast, why does Daddy have to live with potatoes?

"Get up from where you fall!" Mu Ruchen looked serious, "and don't you think mashed potatoes are delicious?"

Xiaoyuan and Tiantian shook their heads at the same time.

It's not delicious!

Mu Ruchen was stunned for a moment, then continued to do his own things, "I think it's delicious."

He didn't like the taste. He just liked the feeling of eating in a basin with an Lixia that day.

When mu Ruchen's childish disease broke out and she showed her skills in the kitchen, an Lixia lay on the bed playing games. It was dark. When she finally got up, almost an hour was almost over.

I'm a little hungry alone.

An Lixia was about to change her clothes, but her mobile phone rang. It was a strange number.

"Hello?"

"Miss an, this is Ling Yi," a woman's voice proudly came over the other end of the phone. "Are you free today? I want to talk to you."

"No time!" an Lixia refused very simply. "Moreover, I don't think I have anything to talk about with you. I told you what I should say about the role yesterday. If you don't understand, it's your problem. I have my life. Please don't disturb Miss Ling for the time being!"

"Don't you want to talk to me, or are you afraid to see me?" Ling Yi's voice was a little arrogant.

"Afraid?" an Lixia chuckled. "Yes, I'm afraid. I came home late yesterday. Mu Ruchen severely punished me day and night, which made me get up now."

"..." at the other end of the phone, suddenly there was no sound.