Sheng Yan's heart moved, and there was an indescribable emotion spreading constantly.

It's like a bottle of sauce stored in a dark place. It keeps fermenting and then ferments, and finally has a trace of * flavor. However, the people who ferment it have already abandoned it.

"Why, not to your taste?" Mu Qichen saw Sheng Yan did not move chopsticks, asked.

Although the Sheng family used to use western style breakfast in the past, Sheng Yan didn't just eat Western style or prefer western style.

Sheng Yan raised his eyes and looked at mu Qichen. Without speaking, he took a shrimp dumpling and sent it to his mouth.

"Miss Sheng, can you drink soy milk and juice?" The waiter inquired.

The mouth of the cigarette was full of things, which made it difficult to speak. He looked at the servant with his eyes wide open.

Did not expect mu Qichen to answer for her: "soymilk."

"With sugar?"

"Mu Qichen said:" do not let go

Smoking is very particular. For breakfast, fruit juice is only served with British breakfast, while American breakfast is accompanied by coffee. The traditional breakfast must be soybean milk. Moreover, the little girl has been ambiguous since childhood. She drinks Soybean milk without sugar and says that she should gain weight.

Tut, also don't know the body all on two liang meat, where fat?

When you eat cake and drink milk tea, why don't you say you're fat?

Mu Qichen knew that Sheng Yan had been a lot of crooked reasons since he was young, but he was conniving.

Sheng Yan, a shrimp dumpling swallowed in the stomach, sugar free soy milk has been arranged, placed on his left side.

Shrimp dumplings eat her a little stem, drink a mouthful of soybean milk, slow half beat just said with mu Qichen: "thank you."

Muqichen had already had breakfast. He always got up early. After getting up in the morning, he would exercise in the morning and then eat after taking a shower. Once upon a time, when two people were together, often when Sheng Yan got up, mu Qichen had already washed his own bowl.

Maybe some behaviors and memories are deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Sheng Yan saw mu Qichen sitting on the table reading the documents, while eating alone, he didn't feel anything wrong for a while.

Two people used to be like this. The difference is that what mu Qichen saw at that time was not the official documents of the Mu family, but the work assigned by Sheng Jiyang to Mu Qichen.

"Sheng Yan, have you applied the medicine?" The man on the left suddenly opened his mouth.

Sheng Yan was stunned for a moment and then reacted. What he said about the liniment was probably his back injury.

"Wiped." She said, drooping her eyes and drinking soy milk.

Who knows, the side of the man suddenly came up.

Mu Qichen's sense of existence is very sufficient. Sheng Yan is scared by the person who is close to her suddenly. For a time, she can't adapt to it. She can only feel that the man is close to her side and takes a breath.

"What are you doing?" Sheng Yan's face changed. This distance has exceeded the normal distance of social intercourse. This action is also full of warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

"Sheng Xiaoer, you've had nothing for three years. Are you lying or are you so insincere?" Mu Qichen is adamant and looks like he is educating a disobedient child.

"What sincerity is a lie." Sheng Yan turned his eyes and whispered.

Mu Qichen picked up his eyebrows, his eyes were holding on to Sheng Yan, with a deterrent force, as if to force a wrong child to take the initiative to explain his mistake and admit his mistake.

Aunt Chen didn't understand what sign language they were playing, but she felt a sense of compromise. Sheng Yan and the eldest young master had formed a language that no one else could understand. Could Dan Nuo get in? Can Dannuo replace tobacco? Obviously not.

Sheng Yan ate another mouthful of soup, and was suffocated by mu Qichen's eyes. He looked back with a pair of "you're really as disgusting as ever.".

"No, mu Qichen, who are you? Do you care whether I wipe or not." Sheng Yan snorted softly.

The smell of the medicine is not good at all. After wiping it, she always has a smell when walking, which she dislikes. What's more, even if she is not the first lady of that year, she is not allowed to walk around with a smelly medicine, especially now she is still in the "enemy camp".

"Ex boyfriend." Mu Qichen said.

“…… What? " Sheng Yan felt that either his ears were wrong or his brain was wrong.

"I'm your ex boyfriend." Mu Qichen's solemn repetition.

He is to answer her before that sentence - who are you me? Do you care whether I wipe or not?

Sheng Yan was angry and laughed: "no, mu Qichen, are you sick? Are you a Pacific police officer? You're my ex boyfriend. You're half a dime with me now? "

For the first time, the servants of the Mu family were stunned when they saw this kind of hostility.

But obviously, seeing their young master's reaction and appearance, he was completely used to being fed up with smoke, and his face remained unchanged.

When mu Qichen was going to speak, a servant came down from the upstairs and said to Mu Qichen, "young master, madam, please go upstairs."Sheng Yan put down the blue and white porcelain spoon, the spoon and the porcelain bowl issued a crisp "Ding" sound.

In the past, the first lady's upbringing was that she would never allow Sheng Yan to make the tableware make a sound that was not in line with interests during the meal. Unless she's going to be a demon.

Sure enough, Sheng Yan held his cheek with one hand and said, "the ex boyfriend in charge of Pacific Ocean is your fiancee Miss Shan, not me. Do you understand?"

His mouth was full of sarcasm.

Mu Qichen squints, some curious, Sheng smoke in the absence of Sheng family these years, how does her mouth let her live to now? I don't think it's all protected by the people he secretly sent?

Wan Liwan's request, mu Qichen can't listen to, at least on the surface to pretend to be his mother.

"Aunt Chen, give her medicine when she's finished." Mu Qichen went upstairs and told Aunt Chen at the same time.

Aunt Chen agreed.

As soon as mu Qichen disappeared on the first floor, Sheng Yan leisurely said: "I don't want to use medicine, I have no reason to listen to his words."

"But miss Sheng, I have to listen to the young master." Aunt Chen said with a good temper.

Sheng Yan blinked innocently, "you have heard of it."

Listen, I don't accompany you to do, then you also listen, right?

Word games.

Aunt Chen couldn't help laughing.

Aunt Chen has been in a rich family for decades, and has seen various types of rich ladies. It is not that she has never seen unruly and arrogant. However, Sheng Yan is definitely one of the rare and charming young ladies she has ever seen, but she is absolutely lovely.

These people are very few. It seems that they are born to eat this bowl of rice. With the best resources and love, they can be self willed and coquettish capital. In their bones, they know enough to stop, which makes people not only hate but also feel straightforward.

Aunt Chen couldn't help but compare Sheng Yan and Dan Nuo. She felt that the man upstairs was spoiled and charming with some green tea color.

I'm afraid Dano is so hypocritical sometimes that she doesn't realize it.

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