"Ma Ma..." Yue Yue was reluctant to part with her.
"Yueyue obediently listen to Uncle Fengying, Mama will go back to accompany you soon." Shi Miao said to Yueyue with a soothing smile.
Yueyue has always been sensible, she obediently followed Fengying without saying anything.
As a subordinate, Feng Ying can only obey Shi Meow's orders.
Kazekage and Shimiao left when it was still dark.
Zhan Yeling next door didn't even know.
His goal is only Meow, and he doesn't interfere with others.
After Yueyue and Fengying left, Shimiao lay on the bed again, slept for a while and returned to the cage.
She was awakened by a doorbell.
Open the door, that is, the waiter who delivers the food.
"Miss Shi, your meal." The waiter said.
"Put it in." Shi Miao stepped aside.
The waiter carried the plate, walked into the room, put the food on the table, and with a professional smile, politely nodded at Shimiao before going out.
Shi Miao glanced at the two boiled eggs, a sandwich, and a bowl of porridge on the table.
Very average breakfast.
The hotel doesn't have an automatic food delivery service at all, so don't think about it, it must have been delivered by that man yesterday.
It's really entangled, endless.
Shi Miao just glanced at the breakfast, then went to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing, she came out and changed into a new set of clothes. The beige dress, with a waist design, fully showed her perfect figure.
A head of black and bright straight black hair, casually tied into a ponytail, tied behind the head, a few strands of hair scattered, hanging by the ears, it has a different kind of beauty.
She walked to the table and sat down, smelling a faint scent of food.
The scent tantalizes the taste buds and makes saliva secrete.
Shi Miao took a look and found that the fragrance was emanating from the bowl of porridge.
She frowned slightly, wondering why the porridge, which looked so ordinary, had such a fragrant smell.
The desire to explore made her pick up the spoon, take a mouthful of porridge, and put it in her mouth.
Delicate and silky, the fragrance spreads between the lips and teeth...
Are you sure this is a bowl of porridge?
It is not too much to say that it is a delicacy.
Shi Miao picked up the bowl and saw the words "Moxiangfang" written on the side of the bowl.
Is the brand of this porridge Moxiangfang?
It's delicious.
Shi Miao searched Moxiangfang on her mobile phone.
What came out were all praise and words representing the status of Moxiangfang.
Delicious, ranked first, a porridge is hard to find, a symbol of wealth...
Is it just a porridge, so high-end?
Shi Miao continued to take a sip, her taste buds were satisfied, it was so delicious that her whole mood was filled with joy.
Once I ate it, I couldn't stop, and a bowl of porridge soon bottomed out.
Only then did she understand why everyone had such high praise for this bowl of porridge.
Indeed, it was delicious.
I don't know what ingredients the chef put in it.
"It seems to suit your appetite." A low magnetic male voice sounded from the door.
When Shi Miao turned her head, she saw the man standing at the door.
He was dressed in a well-tailored black suit without any wrinkles. He was tall and tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, strong and long legs, and his innate noble temperament permeated wantonly. Although he had a wicked smile on his face, his deterrent power But it does not decrease.
Shimiao was tense and kept vigilant: "Do you really like giving food to others?"
"no, I do not like it."
Shi Meow: "..."
"I just like to give it to you." He said, walking in with slender legs.
As the oppressive force gradually approached, Shi Miao subconsciously took two steps back: "What do you want?"