The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"Monan, thank you for telling me this!"

"Miss Mu, don't say these kind words in the future, Mr. Lei will curse if he hears it!"

Knowing what he meant, Mu Yiyi quickly nodded and replied, "Okay, I will pay attention."

She glanced at the tall men standing not far away, and asked, "Where's Weixi? Why didn't you see her?"

Hearing this, Monan just kept silent and lowered his head slightly. [

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In the kitchen, Mu Yiyi was busy, toasting toast, frying eggs and bacon, pouring milk into the glass, and quickly prepared two simple breakfasts.

Carrying the tray upstairs, Lei Yufeng seemed to be still asleep, but just two meters away from her bed, Lei Yufeng woke up suddenly, half propped up, and looked at her lazily.

"Sorry to wake you up!" Mu Yi put the breakfast tray on the bedside table, "But since you're awake, let's get up and have breakfast!"

Lei Yufeng raised his hand to pinch her hydrated face affectionately, lifted the quilt, and walked into the bathroom without covering anything.

Mu Yiyi's face flushed slightly, and she didn't dare to look back, she sat on the edge of the bed, slowly leaned down, and buried her face in the pillow where Lei Yufeng slept, full of nostalgia.

"Haven't you had enough sleep yet?" After a while, Lei Yufeng came out of the bathroom after washing, looked at her half-prostrated body on the bed, and asked.

"No!" Mu Yiyi hurriedly sat up, and smiled embarrassedly, "I... slept well, come over for breakfast."

"You did it?" Lei Yufeng, who was wearing a black bathrobe, carried the tray to the small round table by the window, and then drew the curtains.

The light in the room suddenly brightened. He opened the window lightly, and the cold wind and fresh air came together.

"Yeah! I made it, but I'm not very good at it. This... is a bit too simple, but can it still be eaten?"

The winter morning light shone in, and Mu Yiyi smiled knowingly as she watched Lei Yufeng gracefully eating the breakfast she made herself.

After breakfast, the two of them huddled together on the sofa in the living room and watched TV. Lei Yufeng knew that Mu Yiyi couldn't understand Italian, so he specially dialed the English channel.

Ke Muyiyi's attention was always on the Christmas tree intentionally or unintentionally.

"Feng, did you arrange that?"

"No!" The man's voice was muffled.

Really!Obviously he did it, but still not admitting it?Mu Yiyi walked to the Christmas tree and looked up and down: "Who made that?"

"Does it look good?"

"Let me see..." Mu Yiyi circled around the Christmas tree. This Christmas tree is very tall, covered with colorful lights and decorations, and on the top is a big five-pointed star. [

When thinking about this man doing all this silently here last night, she quietly glanced at the man who was still sitting on the sofa.

His eyes were fixed on the TV, and the angular facial features were very charming under the light.

"Ugly..." Mu Yiyi said loudly on purpose.

"What did you say?" The man jumped up immediately, rushed over and gave her a hard look, "What's so ugly?"

His hard work all night, when he was busy here, she was still sleeping on it.

Such a surprise, she actually said it was ugly.

"What are you excited about? You didn't do it?"

"You want to die? Stupid woman!"