Chapter 163 Slow Death, Slow Death

Nian Xiaomu's big eyes blinked, and there was a hint of slyness in his eyes, "Master, before the cooperation is negotiated, this is a secret of our public relations department and cannot be shared!"

"..."

"If you want to know, wait until Shangxin agrees to endorse, and Manager Wen will report to you."

"..."

Very good, she is even wary of him, the president!

Yu Yue gave her a cold look, but he didn't pay any attention to her pretending to be mysterious, his black eyes swept across the breakfast in front of him, and put the forked ham into his mouth.

I tasted it, it tasted good!

Compared with the last time she cooked, she has improved by more than a star and a half, which is a qualitative leap.

Delicious enough to make people suspicious...

"You made breakfast today?" Yu Yuehan narrowed his eyes and cut a piece of fried egg into his mouth.

Medium rare, the taste he likes.

Salty and bland are also appropriate.

"...Not all." Nian Xiaomu's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt, he sat down opposite him, stretched out his hand and pulled the breakfast in front of him, then lowered his head to eat.

I can't wait to open up this topic right away.

"Ham omelette is definitely not." When Yu Yuehan heard her words, there was no hint of surprise on his beautiful and unparalleled face.

Eliminate the main meal on the plate, then look at the toast on the other plate.

"Did you bake that?"

Baking bread is not difficult, adjust the temperature, put a slice of bread, she should be able to.

"..." Nian Xiaomu pursed her lips when she heard his words, not daring to speak.

That's not it.

Yu Yuehan frowned and swept across the breakfast in front of him, along with a vegetable salad that looked very delicate.

ask her with eyes,

it is this?

"No." Nian Xiaomu replied weakly.

Yu Yuehan: "..."

She didn't make ham and eggs, she didn't bake bread, she didn't make salad...

"Then tell me, what is your credit for this breakfast?"

She just stood in front of the dining table and worked hard, just helping the chef set the plate?

"Who said no!" Nian Xiaomu was indignant and pointed at the cup in front of him, "I warm your milk!"

Yu Yuehan: "..."

So, her so-called thanking him just warmed a glass of milk for him?

"I also helped wipe the table and served dishes."

Nian Xiaomu felt his cold gaze, her back stiffened, and she hurriedly added.

Does this count as credit?

She also wanted to cook by herself, but such things as cooking depend on talent.

If she burns down his kitchen again, this bonus will be lost again.

She was also thinking about his stomach, and he couldn't help but appreciate it...

"Xiao Liuliu, is it delicious?" Nian Xiaomu turned her head and looked at the little glutinous rice dumpling beside her for help.

Xiao Liuliu was working hard to use a small spoon to scoop up the cut eggs, her mouth was full of food, when she heard her words, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said vaguely, "Good time~"

A cute little face full of contentment.

"Be careful not to choke." Nian Xiaomu said, handing her the milk.

Xiao Liuliu hugged the cup and finished drinking.

Also burped.

With a shy face, he looked at Yu Yuehan, "Baba, why are you still swollen?"

"..."

"Slow death, slow death." Tucao from the biological little princess.

Someone's face darkened.

Nian Xiaomu didn't expect that the script would suddenly turn into this, her nerves tightened!

Seeing that Xiao Liuliu was full, he picked her up, turned around and ran, "Master, it's time for work, I'll take Xiao Liuliu to the company first!" The rest of my life is all for you