first marriage pet

Chapter 2245 That Romance 133
"……it is good."

After being slightly stunned, Xia Yimo smiled softly at her and followed her.

If she hadn't called herself, she wouldn't have realized that she had just lost her mind because of the scenery here.

When she came to the gazebo, Long Muhan had already picked up the newspaper, flipped through it, and sipped coffee slowly.

This guy drank coffee without even eating breakfast.

Under the gesture of the maid, Xia Yimo sat down on the rattan chair opposite Long Muhan.

Looking at someone who is drinking coffee leisurely, an impulse arises spontaneously.

"Master Long, why don't you eat something first, drinking coffee early in the morning is not good for your health."

Long Muhan put down the newspaper, and looked back at her with complicated eyes.

"You think I'm not in good health? I wasn't satisfied enough last night?"

It took several seconds for Xia Yimo to absorb the meaning of his words.

All of a sudden, a small face flushed red.

She is thinking about such dirty things all the time, she really admires this brain.

Moreover, besides the two of them, there are two maids here.

Doesn't he feel embarrassed at all?

Many words were entangled in his heart, but Xia Yimo's words changed completely in the next second.

"...I didn't mean that, I just heard them say that drinking coffee on an empty stomach is really bad for your health."

Long Muhan didn't speak any more, but raised his thick eyebrows, signaling her to eat his own.

Xia Yimo pursed her lips, looking at the table full of dim sum, she didn't know where to start.

After thinking about it, she met Long Muhan's gaze again and asked in surprise.

"Young Master Long, will anyone come over for breakfast later?"

With so many things, how could the two of them finish them all.

"No."

Long Muhan dropped the word indifferently, but picked up a piece of western-style bread, and ate it slowly.

Looking back at the dining table, Xia Yimo felt a little bit complicated.

In the past, with such a large table of food, she and her mother might be able to eat breakfast for a week.

"Why don't you eat? Doesn't suit your appetite?"

Seeing her sitting there for a long time without any intention of moving her chopsticks, Long Muhan frowned again with thick eyebrows.

Xia Yimo shook her head: "No, it's just that we can't finish eating so many things."

"Don't eat if you can't finish it, no one is forcing you to finish it all."

Having said so much, Long Muhan seemed to have misunderstood Xia Yimo's meaning.

Looking at the indifferent man opposite, Xia Yimo wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

"Miss Momo, the thing is like this, the young master doesn't know what kind of breakfast you like, Miss Momo."

"So, last night, I specifically asked us to do more tricks."

"Master's usual breakfast style is very monotonous, just two fixed western-style breads, a cup of coffee, and a little fruit."

In order not to let myself misunderstand, the maid actually said so many explanations in one breath.

When looking at Long Muhan again this time, Xia Yimo's eyes showed a complicated expression.

It turns out that making so many dim sum is because of her.

It's not this man who likes to spend money indiscriminately in her eyes, who wastes so much manpower and material resources to make breakfast every time.

"But, I don't eat much, what should I do if I can't finish it? It's a waste."

Although Xia Yimo was looking at the maid, but this question was for Long Muhan.

"I'll let Zhang Qiang bring him back to the company later."

Long Muhan, who seemed to be eating breakfast seriously, answered her questions in such an orderly manner.

(End of this chapter)