What's more, this dog can save my sister's life!

If Du Xiaosheng knew what Tang Yunqiao was thinking at this time, he might have the heart to kill her.

After untiing the sour knot in his heart, Tang Yunqiao happily got up to make breakfast for Du Xiaosheng and the girl named Guoguo.

After Jimmy heard the movement, he also hurriedly got up to help: "Why did I start preparing breakfast so early today, and it's not even dawn yet."

Tang Yunqiao was humming briskly while doing it, and after hearing Jimmy's question, he replied: "Mr. Du received a call from a girl this morning, so he drove out to meet him, and ordered me to make two servings of lobster." Egg custard, I will eat it when I come back, how dare I neglect it, I will naturally get up and cook immediately."

There was a lot of self-deprecating in the words, as if he was the little servant in this family, let the master command, and was responsible for dedicating his body and mind after doing labor.

"Who is so arrogant to ask Mr. to get up before dawn to pick it up in person, and let you make lobster custard?" Jimmy couldn't help frowning slightly, wondering.

After getting along with Tang Yunqiao during this period of time, the two have already become good friends who can talk about everything. After hearing Tang Yunqiao's words, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. In his mind, apart from being the best to Yunqiao, Mr. They are all people who have slept once and will never see each other again, let alone let the husband drive to pick them up in person.

"Mr. must have his own reasons for doing this. We just need to follow his orders." Jimmy had no choice but to comfort Tang Yunqiao.

But he couldn't help complaining in his heart that making lobster custard was a time-consuming and labor-intensive task, especially peeling the lobster shells. Usually Yunqiao himself was reluctant to make this dish for himself, but today he wanted to make it for a woman who was completely unfamiliar. The mood of the bridge can only be imagined.

Helped peel the lobster shells. It was already daylight. Tang Yunqiao had just made lobster custard when Du Xiaosheng's car stopped at the gate.

I'm pretty good at picking the time, and they just came back to catch up with the fresh breakfast when I cooked.

Tang Yunqiao couldn't help snorting coldly, and hid in the bedroom displeased, not wanting to come out again.

Pushing open the door, Du Xiaosheng took the lead to enter, and said softly to the girl behind him: "Guoguo, come in, this is my home, you just came back from abroad, you still have jet lag, have some breakfast, and then go to the bedroom to sleep Bar."

Guoguo walked in the door, looked carefully at the decoration of the villa, and couldn't help but excitedly said: "Hey, is your place very good, it's on par with my home in the United States."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the decorations Tang Yunqiao bought, and he frowned: "It's just that your decorations don't match the decoration of the house. How can such a high-end house have so many tasteless things? It's ugly. Throw it away." Let's go!" Guoguo said, then walked forward and took off the decorations hanging on the wall, and threw them aside casually.

"Just hang it there, it feels like home." Du Xiaosheng calmly picked up the decorations that had just been thrown on the ground, and said softly.

"Huh?" Guoguo was taken aback, seeing Du Xiaosheng's actions, she couldn't help but stopped, and smiled awkwardly: "Well, you're right, it really feels like home when you put it like this."

After hanging up the ornaments in his hand one by one as they were, Guoguo immediately smelled the fragrance wafting from the restaurant.

"It smells so good, Xiao Sheng, did you cook all these breakfasts?"

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