President Mo's sugar is super sweet

Chapter 297 Is This the Fried Egg She Knows?

In the bathroom, Nan Shengmiao sang while brushing her teeth, in a very beautiful mood, just like today's weather, with a clear sky.

"The sun is drying your butt, so why early?"

The man's sudden voice interrupted her singing, and the voice was mixed with a trace of teasing and doting.

After saying that, Mo Jinli smiled angrily.

"Momo, why didn't you go to work today?"

Being disturbed, instead of being angry, Nan Shengmiao looked pleasantly surprised.

She ran over like she was having fun, and hugged Mo Jinli without knowing how to write the word reserved.

The toothbrush is still in his mouth, foaming in his mouth, and he can't speak clearly.

Mo Jinli answered irrelevant questions, pulled Nan Shengmiao away, and pushed her back into the bathroom.

"Hurry up and brush your teeth, pack up and come down to eat, or it will be cold."

In fact, it was after seven o'clock when he came out of the training ground, and he suddenly didn't want to go to the company.

Although he didn't sleep all night, Mo Jinli was still refreshed, and he couldn't tell that he stayed up all night last night.

"Oh."

Nan Shengmiao responded indiscriminately, and continued to brush her teeth.

But the speed is obviously much faster.

Where is the mood to sing?

Wouldn't it be nice to have breakfast with Momo?Wouldn't it be nice to appreciate the beauty of her family's Momo Shengshi?
Why are you singing?
Singing is so boring!
Quickly packed up, Nan Shengmiao took Mo Jinli down the stairs together.

In the dining room, breakfast is already prepared.

Nan Shengmiao glanced at it, and it looked... something was wrong?

Has the kitchen got a new chef?
Nan Shengmiao curiously took a sip of the fried egg, which could be called authentic but could not be discerned at all.

As soon as she took it in, a burnt smell overwhelmed her sense of taste.

Lying on the grass!

Who is this chef who came in through the back door?
Not afraid to poison her to death!

Is this still the fried egg she knows?

She didn't say anything when her face was darker, but what the hell is this hard and mushy taste?

Pull this chef out!

She promised not to kill him!
Nan Shengmiao was full of words and wanted to complain, but she didn't know where to start, and her mouth moved carelessly.

Gudong.

She swallowed that so-called fried egg!

She clearly felt that her large intestine, small intestine, and stomach were all protesting with dissatisfaction!

Not caring about anything else, Nan Shengmiao quickly took a sip of water!

After a few more sips, she came back to life.

But the mouthful tasted like she had eaten something.

Nan Shengmiao was so uncomfortable that she smacked her lips, and raised her head to complain to Mo Jinli.

As a result, he unexpectedly met him with a look of anticipation, guilt, and disappointment.

Nan Shengmiao was startled:? ?
Something seems wrong?

After thinking about it carefully, she finally figured out what was wrong.

Mo's house is the place where Mo Jinli, the president of the Mo Group, lives. There are strict requirements and inspections for everything.

Even the background of every servant, bodyguard, and chef, Mo Jinli would personally look over it.

How could any random chef come in through the back door?

Isn't this hitting the muzzle and asking for a dead end?

If it is not a new chef, then it must not be the few chefs who usually cook for her.

Thinking about Mo Jinli's complicated eyes, what else does Nan Shengmiao not understand?
Co-author, he didn't go to work just to cook her a meal, and then stayed to see her reaction?

Thinking of this, Nan Shengmiao began to check herself, did she behave badly just now?

After all, this is his first time, so you can't hit him, can you?
After thinking about it, it seems that the facial expression has not been restrained?
How many sips of water did you take?
(End of this chapter)