Ling Haotian looked depressed, but he still got up with a yawn. The appointed man took his coat and walked out step by step.

Until people left, Zhan Yu looked back at the sleeping boy. The house was full of a faint sweet smell. It was clear that there was no taste when he left last night.

After thinking about it, he simply made himself a cup of tea, then turned on a small lamp, picked up an English magazine and looked through it slowly.

It was not until sunrise that Xia Xi rubbed his eyes and sat up slowly.

Yawning, she got out of bed and saw the man sitting on the sofa.

The man didn't know when he fell asleep and fell on the sofa with an English impurity in his hand.

But even when he fell asleep, Zhan Yu's body still exuded a cold and noble atmosphere. The posture lying there was as beautiful as an Impressionist oil painting.

Tut Tut, I was a high school student when I fell asleep, but I usually look like an adult,

But no wonder the young masters in the big family are very mature.

Although I don't know the identity of Zhan Yu, it seems that my family will not be small.

She watched Zhan Yu quietly for a while. Then she opened the door of the private room. She needed to find a place to wash it.

After she left, the man on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the closed door, stretched out his hand for a long time and rubbed the sore temples.

When Xia Xi came back, she saw breakfast on the tea table.

Soybean milk, steamed buns and two dishes of pickles.

Li Zhi stands beside Zhan Yu like a deacon, and a cold man is a noble above.

"Eat."

Zhan Yu took the wet towel and wiped every gap of his fingers.

"Oh..."

Xia Xi also took the wet towel, wiped her hands and pinched the chopsticks.

"I ordered two for what you should eat."

Eat what she should eat?

Xia Xi quickly remembered the discarded cup and the stinginess of some people.

She subconsciously looked at the two small steamed buns in front of her. Without hesitation, she picked up the one in front of Zhan Yu, opened her mouth and took a big bite. Then she deliberately loosened her mouth as if she had been scalded, and a drop of soup splashed on the other small steamed buns.

Then, Xia Xi hooked the corner of her mouth, flashed a touch of evil spirit in her clear eyes, and looked at Zhan Yu with a smile: "Hey, you eat too!"

He eats too?

Zhan Yu narrowed his eyes dangerously. His eyesight was very good and he clearly saw the drop of soup.

He dropped his chopsticks coldly.

"No appetite."

"Eh ~ ~"

Xia Xi pretended to be surprised and said, "that's a waste. Let me eat it for you!"

Xia Xi took chopsticks, picked up a small cage bag on her side, took a big bite, and then without hesitation picked up the soybean milk in front of Zhan Yu and drank half at one go.

Seeing this, Zhan Yu's eyebrows were wrinkled together, and the temperature in the room also fell down. It seems to be his soybean milk!

"Can't waste!"

Xia Xi hooked the corner of her mouth and simply mixed two cups of soybean milk. Zhan Yu frowned and stood in front of the French window.

“BOSS?!”

Li Zhi followed in surprise.

There is no doubt that the boss has a mania for cleanliness, but it's the first time that he hasn't been shot to death for eating small steamed buns in front of the boss!!

And the boss is obviously enduring it. Why should he endure it? With his identity and status, he doesn't have to endure at all?!!

Li Zhi's expression became very subtle. He looked at Zhan Yu carefully.