"I'm not a flatterer, I'm telling the truth, hum!"

Mi Yumeng heard Mo Boyi's murmur and retorted dissatisfiedly. Seeing Mo Boyi raised his eyebrows and smiled in her heart, "Okay, okay, Xiao Mengzhu, my little cute pig is starting to have a temper. Well, it seems that Xiao Mengzhu has grown abilities."

"Hmph, I'm not angry anymore. Who made you angry? I'm not? How could you say that I'm like this? This is wrong." Mi Yumeng said with great struggle, and the smile in Mo Boyi's eyes became stronger.

Seeing her dissatisfied expression like a little wolf cub, Mo Boyi wanted to tease her more and more. Thinking that she had not eaten breakfast, Mo Boyi relieved her emotions, touched her head lovingly, and said indulgently.

"Okay, it's all Xiaobo's fault. Let's go for breakfast now, okay?"

Mi Yumeng: “…”

Mi Yumeng, who was pouting, was stunned by Mo Boyi's surrender so easily, and her cute expression made Mo Boyi feel happy. She gently pulled her towards the dining table.

Mo Boyi brought Mi Yumeng to the table, gently pulled the table and chairs for her and asked her to sit down, and then sat down opposite Mi Yumeng. Seeing that the little girl was still cute, her heart was full of tenderness. She picked up the ceramic bowl on the table and filled her with white porridge.

"Come on, eat, drink some white porridge, it's just right, it's not hot, drink it, this is the dish I made, small bamboo shoots, steamed fish, spicy beans, and the spicy and sour potato shreds you want to eat, spicy tofu, this tofu is a bit spicy, you should eat less, this tofu brain is still good, do you want to eat it? ... Also, these steamed buns have various flavors..."

Listening to Mo Boyi talking about the food on the dining table, Mi Yumeng looked at the table full of food, and was so scared that she couldn't speak, which made Mo Boyi look at her in confusion.

"Why? Don't you like to eat it? I cook more home-cooked meals, or if you don't like to eat these, then I..."

"Xiaobo, so many!"

Mi Yumeng interrupted Mo Boyi's words, with a crisp voice and sweet coquettish act, which made Mo Boyi stunned. Then, a helpless smile appeared on his face and he looked at the food on the dining table.

When he was making breakfast just now, he only thought about what Mi Yumeng wanted to eat and what was good for her health. Before he knew it, he made too much breakfast. This made Mo Boyi feel helpless. There was no way. His whole body and mind were thinking about filling the emotions she lacked since childhood, and wanting her to feel warmth and happiness.

"It's okay, I won't eat it if I can't finish it. Look, eat whatever I like, and pour the rest. Next time, I will make less, and I won't waste it."

Mo Boyi saw Mi Yumeng saying that when he was pouring out the food, he showed a look of disagreement in his eyes. He paused for a moment and said in a low voice again. This made Mi Yumeng's frown and stretched again.

"Then we must eat all these foods so that we won't waste it. Xiaobo, next time we must make breakfast just right, and we can't waste it. In the past, when I was eating, I couldn't eat enough, and they didn't let me eat, saying that there was not enough food, so we can't waste it. I used to hear the uncle and aunt who worked, saying that there are many places that can't eat, and I'm very poor, so I feel that I'm much happier than them..."

Hearing Mi Yumeng's muttering, Mo Boyi picked up the cell phone on the dining table and made a call. After the other party answered the phone, Mo Boyi asked in a faint voice.

"Where?"

"Master, I'm in Longque, I have something to tell me—"

Mo Boyi interrupted Zhan Xiu's words on the other end of the phone, noticed Mi Yumeng's gaze, sighed softly, and thought in his heart.

This cute pig is his nemesis.

"Please come here and bring back the extra dishes here."

After saying that, Mo Boyi did not wait for Zhan Xiu's response again, and looked ahead with a dull look on his face, which made Si Yuyi, who was also on Longque, ask with confusion.

"What are you doing? What's the matter with the master calling?"

Zhan Xiu: "..."

He still sat there with a silly look on his face, and Si Yuyi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with curious and confusion.

"Zhan Xiu, what exactly happened that shocked you so much?"

Zhan Xiu: "...Master, let me go to serve the dishes. The master cooked again and cooked their breakfast. I feel that it is simply..."

Si Yuyi looked at the other person with a suspicion, his eyes were full of distrust, his mouth slightly raised, he curled up a curve, and asked in a cold voice.

"Are you sure, you're not dreaming?"

Zhan Xiu: "..."

"Get out! Is it unbelievable that the master's phone number still fake?"

"That's what you heard wrong."

Zhan Xiu: "..."

Si Yuyi still couldn't believe that it was harder to let his master cook than to reach the sky, and it was harder than to see a god. In Si Yuyi's heart, he felt that their noble master was the existence of saints and was not involved in the fireworks of the world. How could he have cooking?

Si Yuyi, who was not sure about Mi Yumeng's existence, always couldn't believe it in his heart. What he heard was that Zhan Xiu had heard it wrong.

The master never said such a thing.

"What are you two saying?...what are you hearing wrong?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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