High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 831

When I raised my eyes, it was finally time to fall.

What I got was the boy's red lips and white teeth, and a very obedient smile, "Hi, it seems that today's breakfast is good."

At the end of the sentence, she first took a sip of milk, and when she looked at Yang Moyan, her eyes sparkled, "You spread so much jam on toast, can you finish it?"

No wonder Lin Zhaoxia asked like this.

The reason was that on a plate in front of Yang Moyan, five or six slices of toast were placed there.

But Yang Moyan couldn't finish it.

Hearing the boy's question, he raised his eyebrows, "I can't finish eating."

"Master Yang, it's shameful to waste it."

Lin Zhaoxia felt it necessary to remind her again.

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows again, "Give the reward to the servant."

"You can give it to me too."

Lin Zhaoxia proposed.

"No."

Yang Moyan started with a dignified hand and continued to spread the jam.

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."

It's really embarrassing to refuse.

A servant came over with a plate of things in his hand, and they were secretly laughing when they heard the conversation between the two.

Then put the plate of things in front of the boy.

It was a nicely decorated plate of fried eggs.

Lin Zhaoxia thanked very politely, "Thank you for your hard work."

The servant was a middle-aged woman, and she was relieved by such a polite and well-behaved young man, and she smiled kindly, "Little master, enjoy your meal."

After the servant went down, Lin Zhaoxia was about to cut the eggs.

A plate of toast with jam was pushed in front of him.

The boy looked up to confirm.

It was the dish that Young Master Yang wiped in front of him just now.

This time it was her who raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you say you won't give it to me?"

"I want to give it to whomever."

Yang Moyan's voice was light, and he took a sip of milk.

Lin Zhaoxia looked at Yang Moyan, the corners of her lips curled into a beautiful curve, full of evil spirit.

Gee.

Isn't this arrogant?
She picked up a piece of toast and opened her mouth to bite down.

The jam is strawberry-flavored, spread evenly, sweet and delicious.

After a few mouthfuls of toast, Lin Zhaoxia drank a mouthful of milk and started to get down to business.

"Who folded my room?"

"That's my room."

Yang Moyan slightly raised his eyelids.

Lin Zhaoxia grinned and said bluntly, "It's mine now."

Yang Moyan didn't reply.

Lin Zhaoxia continued to ask, "Who made it?"

"Do you think?"

"It's not a servant, that method is yours."

"Not bad, not stupid."

The corners of Lin Zhaoxia's lips twitched.

what is this?
Another kind of compliment?

Forget it, young master Yang and Xiaojiao's wife in Tsundere, she accepted this compliment.

"You changed the sheets too?"

Yang Moyan didn't reply again.

But that faint gaze glanced over, clearly meaning that.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't care about Young Master Yang's attitude at all, and continued to ask, "Did you go in the bathroom?"

Here, it was finally for Young Master Yang to speak again.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, there were a few questions and a few ridicules, "What are you going in for? In this case, what do you want to know, or are you on guard? It seems to be on guard?"

Yang Moyan is Yang Moyan.

It is simply whimsical to want to do something with him.

What's more, the young man didn't even add words, and he just opened his mouth straight to the point.

As a result, those who were questioned wanted to doubt their lives.

"Little wife has a big brain."

Lin Zhaoxia picked up the cup and took a sip of milk.

"Oh?"

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows lightly, and said a single word slowly.

This made the young man take a sip of milk again, intending to change the subject.

However, before the topic of switching was out of the mouth, it was cut off halfway——

(End of this chapter)