What else did Mo Kun want to say? But when he thought of Nian Xiaomu's words that let him avoid suspicion just now, he could only stop by chatting up.

If he really quarreled with Nian Xiaomu at this time, it would appear that he was guilty.

OK, she's going to hold a press conference. He'll let her do it!

Mo Kun's eyes flashed a faint light, and he looked at the directors in the conference room quietly, convinced by Nian Xiaomu, and agreed to hold a press conference.

Xiaomu came here with preparation.

As soon as the board of directors agrees, let the public relations department issue a release.

The press conference is scheduled for the afternoon of the next day.

In the early morning, Nian Xiaomu got up.

Yawning to see the public opinion on the Internet, I just got ready to brush my teeth in the bathroom and slipped at the door.

If it wasn't for Yu Yuehan to hold her fast, she would be afraid of falling.

"Why are you so careless? Did you fall? "

Yu Yuehan holds people steady and checks them up and down uneasily.

Make sure she's OK, and flick her long finger on her forehead.

"It hurts! I didn't fall, but I'm going to be killed by your domestic violence. " Nian Xiaomu squints his eyes and follows the cat into his arms, leaning against his chest to complain.

Just finished saying a word, yawned again.

I feel sleepy as if I haven't slept in my eight life, and I'm lazy all the time.

If it wasn't Mo's eternal business, she would not be able to get up from the bed at this time.

"It's still early. The conference is in the afternoon. Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Yu Yuehan knew that she had been reading materials and paying attention to the media's trend last night.

I didn't go to bed until midnight. Now I get up again in the morning.

She didn't feel tired. He was in love.

Young Mu waved his hand. "If I don't sleep, I will go to the group to see the layout of the scene in advance, and see Mo Kun's reaction yesterday, I will know that he will make trouble for me."

Young Mu said with a sad face.

The defense against Mo Kun is deep.

Yu Yuehan couldn't stop her. Her own woman was in love with her. She took her into the bathroom, twisted the toothpaste for her and watched her brush her teeth.

Twist the towel for her and wipe her face.

I wish I could pet her as a baby until I help her to clean up and take her to the restaurant for breakfast.

Nian Xiaomu doesn't sleep well and has a bad appetite.

You can't eat any more than two bites.

"If you don't eat anything else, at least have a glass of milk."

I frowned and put a cup of warm milk in front of her.

"I don't want to drink milk. It's fishy."

Nian Xiaomu pouted and pushed away the cup in front of him like a picky kid.

Yu Yuehan's brow is tighter and tighter. "You didn't drink every day before. Why do you suddenly feel fishy? Is it uncomfortable? "

Young Mu licked his lip and thought for a while, as if he was feeling uncomfortable in his body.

Then he shook his head seriously: "no discomfort, maybe he didn't sleep well, and suddenly he didn't want to drink."

To the more cold and worried eyes of Shangyu, she swept around the dining table, finally picked a bowl of rice porridge, pulled it in front of her, and ate it with a small mouth.

Eat most of the bowl before putting it down.

Looking up again, I saw Yu Yuehan's face lightened.

Nian Xiaomu can't help but reach out and grab his handsome face, joking.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I'm really OK. I'll give my brother to Liu Liusheng after I clean up Mo Kun!"

“……”

The three words "living younger brother" are poisonous. As soon as I hear them, my eyes will start to shine.