Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 55 Feed him breakfast

It was extremely cold in the early morning of late autumn. Mu Wanqiu wore a thick-wool smoky gray sweater on her upper body, simple jeans on her lower body, and a pair of comfortable red peas shoes. Her legs were thin, long, and straight. The whole outfit shows that her legs are particularly stylish.

I knew yesterday that the CEO who is going to go to the market today is going to do research. She is such a veritable follower, no, she is an accompanying secretary, and walking is indispensable.

There happened to be a pretty good breakfast shop next to the bus stop sign, and I couldn't help thinking that someone said last night that I would help him prepare breakfast in the future.

Holding the simple Chinese breakfast she bought, Mu Wanqiu knocked on the door of the CEO's office in an orderly manner, "Boom, boom, boom."

"Enter." Simple syllable with a deep syllable, very busy early in the morning.

Mu Wanqiu opened the door and went in. Sure enough, the CEO of her family had already entered the work mode. Seeing him working hard, she couldn't help feeling sad in her heart. This man is really enchanting, even his serious work is so eye-catching.

Mu Wanqiu put his breakfast on the low table next to him, took his exclusive white porcelain water glass and poured him a glass of water, "President, do you want to come over and have breakfast first?"

It is estimated that if she didn't speak, he would have ignored her existence at all, let alone put down work and came to have breakfast by himself.

The limited-edition pen in Huangfu Shaoqing's hand paused suddenly, and the fragrant smell of rice porridge and meat buns came from the tip of his nose. The short table bought breakfast from a roadside stall, "Breakfast?!"

Mu Wanqiu nodded seriously, "Yeah." She was [-]% satisfied with the breakfast she bought, and she was usually willing to eat such a luxurious and delicious breakfast once a week.

Huangfu Shaoqing pressed his slender fingers on his temples, and he had a headache.

"Don't eat, take it away, open the window to breathe." He waved his long arms impatiently, with a very bad tone.

Why is this young master so difficult to serve, "Hey, what do you want? You didn't eat the oatmeal and bread yesterday, and today's rice porridge and meat buns don't match your taste. You don't even eat Chinese or Western food. What do you want to eat?" Ah? Isn’t it just breakfast?”

Chinese food, Western food.She really had the nerve to say it.

Huangfu Shaoqing turned around and pointed at the Roujiamo on the low table, "You want me to eat this in the office?"

"Why can't you eat it?"

Ah, his head hurts, and it hurts even more. Why did he, Huangfu Shaoqing, take the one and only wonderful secretary in the world, and somehow put him in his household registration booklet.

Mu Wanqiu finally understands why he refuses to eat the breakfast she bought, is the CEO any great?Doesn't the president still have a stomachache if he doesn't eat breakfast?

She bent down and picked up the rice porridge on the table, opened the lid, took apart the spoon and took a spoonful, and walked up to Huangfu Shaoqing, "Noble CEO, please have a drink of the rice porridge. Leave it to us ordinary pawns to enjoy."

Huangfu Shaoqing looked at her with lowered eyes, seeing her teasing expression of false compliments, instead of being unhappy, he felt a little funny, glanced at the spoon in her hand from the corner of his eyes, and licked his thin lips.

Mu Wanqiu never imagined that he would eat the spoonful of rice porridge with his head down like that, and his unscrupulous voice came from his ear, "

Seeing how much you want to feed me yourself, I'll take a few mouthfuls with difficulty. "

feed him? !She didn't, and Mu Wanqiu couldn't help but blushed because of his work. Although she didn't know why her heart beat faster and her blood heated up, she didn't dare to look directly into his obsidian-like mysterious eyes.

(End of this chapter)