My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

After a good night's dream, when there was a movement next to the pillow in the morning, An Nuo immediately opened his eyes and looked to the side vigilantly.

A man who looks like an exiled fairy, bathed in the hazy morning light, is meticulously folding the quilt, every fold must be stretched, and the folded sides must be exactly the same size.

An Nuo blinked, and suddenly recalled that in the book, she married the hero's uncle yesterday, and this villa will be her home from now on.

Rubbing her head, An Nuo yawned and quickly folded her quilt, put it in the mite removal cabinet, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash it quickly, the solution was completed in less than 5 minutes, and when she returned to the bedroom, she found that Mo Shenghuan was using her body to press on the bed. On the quilt that I folded myself, I didn't move.

The scene was once indescribable.

An Nuo cautiously leaned over, and saw Mo Shenghuan's eyes lightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep again, a few strands of hair curled up mischievously, adding a bit of liveliness to the little fairy.

Suppressing a smile, An Nuo quickly went downstairs, only to see a few happy words pasted on the window, and there was a bit of excitement about the happy event at home.

"Master An, good morning." Aunt Yang brought breakfast with a meaningful smile.

An Nuo suddenly remembered that she asked Aunt Yang to clean up the room last night, but she went into her uncle's room and never came out again.

"Morning, Aunt Yang." An Nuo scratched her head in embarrassment, "Last night..."

"Master An, this is your home, you are free to do what you want, no need to explain." Aunt Yang smiled, "Come and eat."

The breakfast on the table is very rich. There are not only fresh fruit platters, but also handmade fried dumplings, orange egg rolls, tiger skin quail eggs, enoki mushroom bacon rolls... There are more than a dozen dishes.

The portion of each item is small, but there are many items, and the presentation is also very particular. At first glance, it looks like a work of art, and half of the dining table is set up.

An Nuo was a little shocked, is this a big family?

In her previous life, she followed her ex-husband and had a dedicated nutritionist prepare recipes for An Nuo. Breakfast was only three or four items, and it could be completed within an hour at most.

For the table in front of me, Aunt Yang has to get up two or three hours in advance to prepare, right?

The migrant workers sympathized with the migrant workers. An Nuo looked up at Aunt Yang with pity in her eyes, "Aunt Yang, you must be very tired after doing so much. From now on, two or three things will be enough. You should sleep more in the morning."

"I'm not tired. I didn't make these." Aunt Yang replied briskly, "These are all made in Mo's private kitchen. There are more than a dozen chefs in there. They will be delivered when they are ready. I am only responsible for serving them to the table."

An Nuo was shocked again.

"The Mo family's private kitchen?"

"Yes, this private kitchen is in the old house, and now only Master, Master Sheng Huan, Master Sheng Kang, and Master Cheng Huan can order food." Aunt Yang responded in detail, "Miss Mo Duoduo will marry to other provinces, and it will be difficult to send her away." .”

An Nuo gripped her chopsticks and gritted her teeth, Mo Chenghuan was a spoiled product, in order to embarrass himself, he specially asked a nutritionist to come over and make a recipe, so that he could get up early every day and make breakfast for him!

The hatred of seizing people's sleep is irreconcilable.

Not to mention four years!

"Master An, don't these dishes suit your taste?" Aunt Yang looked at the boy's expression and asked cautiously.

"No." An Nuo took a deep breath, "I'll wait for Mr. Mo, and wait for him to come down to eat together."

"Master Sheng Huan..." Aunt Yang glanced at the smart bracelet, "I will go downstairs in 7 minutes."

"I just left the bedroom and saw him pressing the quilt with his body." An Nuo couldn't help recalling, "Is this a special habit?"

"This..." Aunt Yang had a sad expression on her face.

"When the young master was young, it was his wife who taught him how to fold the quilt and tidy up the room.

At that time, the young master's quilt was made of the best cotton, and it was so fluffy when folded up that the young master pressed it on top of the quilt to flatten the quilt.

The child is very sleepy, the young master will always sneak back to sleep by pressing the quilt, and the wife always pampers him, and only scratches the young master's itch and let him go out when it is almost time for school. "

Aunt Yang's eyes were filled with nostalgia, "When the young master grows up, he won't be like this again. On the morning of the accident, Madam even teased the young master, saying that he is not as cute as when he was a child.

After the accident, the wife passed away, and the young master was also seriously injured. After waking up, the young master has this habit of getting up every morning, folding the quilt, and sleeping quietly on it.

Maybe... the young master is just missing his wife in his own way. "

An Nuo's eyes were a little red. After having a cub, she couldn't hear these things even more.Mo Shenghuan watched with his own eyes the death of his mother who loved him since he was a child. To him, it was too cruel.

Will my cub see this scene too?

At that time, I only wanted to make money, and I was still broadcasting live at four or five in the morning. After I fell asleep, were the two cubs at a loss, did they try to wake themselves up?

"Master An." Aunt Yang thoughtfully pulled out a tissue.

An Nuo took the tissue, only to realize that she was already in tears.

After washing his face in the bathroom on the first floor, An Nuo looked up at the second floor, adjusted his mood, took out the driver's contact information that Mr. Mo gave yesterday, and sent it the time of departure today.

Originally, he wanted to go to school earlier, buy a few notebooks, and then chat with Qi Cheng, but now, An Nuo just wants to have a good breakfast with Mo Shenghuan.

Aunt Yang said exactly what she said, Mo Shenghuan stepped downstairs, sat in a fixed seat, picked up chopsticks and started eating.

An Nuo sat next to him and watched Mo Shenghuan drink half a bowl of millet porridge. The table was full of dishes, and he didn't pick up a single chopstick.

An Nuo picked up the serving chopsticks, carefully picked up an apple from the fruit platter, and placed it on the plate in front of Mo Shenghuan.

"Eat something nutritious if you have a bad stomach. There are vitamins in apples. You can try to eat some."

Mo Shenghuan looked down at Apple, indifferent.

An Nuo immediately set an example by poking a few pieces of apples with a toothpick, eating happily with a "Kacha Kacha", and boasted after eating, "It's so delicious!"

As if this wave of advertisements had an effect, Mo Shenghuan glanced at An Nuo indifferently, An Nuo immediately took a new toothpick, inserted an apple piece and handed it to Mo Shenghuan's lips, like coaxing a baby, "Ah~ "

Mo Shenghuan was silent for a moment, tilted his head slightly and bit down the apple piece on the toothpick. After chewing a few times, he fell into deep thought. After pausing for a moment, he continued to chew slowly and ate the apple.

Seeing Mo Shenghuan eating, An Nuo felt inexplicably happy, and looked up at Aunt Yang, who secretly gave the boy a thumbs up with a smile.

Even coaxing and performing, the uncle ate two more apples and a small piece of egg white. Although it was still very little, everything should be done step by step. This is already a phased victory.

After eating breakfast for more than half an hour, less than 10 minutes before class, An Nuo and Aunt Yang, Mo Shenghuan, almost ran out of the door after saying goodbye. start.

The distance from the villa to the school is not close. An Nuo remembers the first time he went to the villa and drove for nearly half an hour.

An Nuo was already prepared to be late, but the driver never thought that the driver would take a remote shortcut, slammed on the accelerator, and delivered An Nuo to the school gate 5 minutes before class.

"Thank you, master!" An Nuo was dizzy and did not forget to thank him. The driver waved his hand at An Nuo with a great appearance of being retired.

It was too late to go to the dormitory to pick up the books, so An Nuo ran into the classroom empty-handed, because after the military training they were divided into classes, and her eyes were full of unfamiliar classmates.

"An Nuo!" Qi Cheng waved in the back row, An Nuo ran over quickly as if seeing a savior, never thinking that Qi Cheng would take up a seat for him.

"You boy, you don't come home at night." Qi Cheng looked like an old father, "Say, where did you go to play?"

"Slept with the little fairy boy all night." An Nuo breathed steadily, telling the truth.

"Hey, you have no face or skin." Qi Cheng smiled playfully, and took out a book from his bag, "Look, son, what did Dad bring you!"

An Nuo took it and took a look. It was the book for this class. On the first page, his name was written on it.

"Thank you!" An Nuo was so moved that his roommate was as reliable as ever!

It was the same in his previous life. After he dropped out of school, he was the only one who kept in touch with him. After he gave birth to a cub, he gave the two cubs a toy of a dancing donkey.

"You owe me two meals, it's not too much." Qi Cheng was triumphant, "It's also a good thing you previewed it and put the book on the table, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find it."

When the class bell rang, the professor stepped into the classroom, and the noisy classroom fell silent instantly.

"Let's go to class." The professor looked at the students, and the students looked at each other in blank dismay, and then remembered to look for the monitor.

An Nuo poked Qi Cheng. After the classes were divided, the original class monitor was assigned to some unknown place. Jincheng University has always maintained class etiquette, and someone always wanted to stand up.

According to the situation in the previous life, the first person who shouted to stand up has a high probability of being noticed by the head teacher. He was first designated as a temporary squad leader, and later elected as the official squad leader.

Qi Cheng loves to play, and has a good relationship with the boys in his class, but in his previous life, he always skipped classes, and his credits were not enough, which caused his graduation to be postponed for a year, and he was almost beaten to death by his father.

If he became the class monitor, at least two credits would be added, and he would be less likely to skip classes. After thinking it over, An Nuo poked Qi Cheng again.

"What are you poking me for?" Qi Cheng was fiddling with his gel pen, not knowing why.

"Shout and stand up."

"The professor called me?" Qi Cheng misunderstood, with a frightened expression on his face, he stood up immediately.

The professor and Qi Cheng looked at each other for two seconds, Qi Cheng suddenly reacted and shouted "Stand up".

The next class could hear the shouting. The whole class was startled by the voice. They got up and saluted the class. Following the professor's "please sit down", everyone sat down and looked at Qi Cheng in the back row.

Qi Cheng's face was flushed red, fortunately he was thick-skinned enough, and he could still look at his classmates without squinting.

"Son, you scared me to death." Qi Cheng complained to An Nuo after class, "It's not too much to owe me another cup of milk tea, right?"

"Not too much." An Nuo smiled, good boy, a better life in the future is waiting for you.

The professor left the homework for the first class and handed it in next week. An Nuo bought a notebook and manuscript paper that afternoon, and prepared to finish today's work.

During the three classes on Monday, An Nuo greeted Qi Cheng after class and returned to the villa.Before dinner time, An Nuo was going to do some homework first, and as soon as he entered the study, he saw Mo Shenghuan who was quietly reading a book.

The desk was empty, An Nuo put the book on the desk, the manuscript paper was spread out, and the sound of flipping the pages of the book came from the opposite side, An Nuo held the pen, looked up at Mo Shenghuan's side face, couldn't help being a little lost.

Today my uncle read another book, although An Nuo still couldn't understand the cover, but the hands turning the pages seemed to be more attractive than the content of the book.

Slender, fair, with well-defined knuckles, cool to the touch, and soft fingertips.

Aunt Yang set up a plate and came up to call for someone. As soon as she opened the door of the study, she saw the young man propping his face with one hand, staring at the young master opposite with watery eyes, with a smile unconsciously on his lips, and there was not a single word written on the manuscript paper.

The young master kept a certain posture for a long time, because of the hot weather, the place where the palm of his hand touched the book cover was slightly wet.

Aunt Yang suddenly felt a little redundant.

The author has something to say:

Mao Tao calmly announced the preview of the next chapter: An Nuo got the little fairy boy's schedule, found it scientific and healthy, followed the little fairy boy to study, exercise, and sleep, and stepped into old age ahead of schedule (no); Qi Cheng succeeded in running for monitor, but he did not forget La Annuo goes into the water!

Sure enough, good brothers are used to cheat.

Little angels must take good care of their bodies, more exciting, all at 18:00 tomorrow~