Chapter 914: A Bright Morning (Main Story)
From the moment your palm falls.
This was destined to be an unusual morning.
She gave Mo Si hints again and again.
She is his sweetheart.
In such a situation, can one remain calm and composed as a rock in the face of the teasing of his beloved? Is that still a human being?
Mo Si moved.
He quickly reached out and clamped Qiuqiu's wrist, his eyes flashing with many complicated emotions, "Do you know what you are doing?"
Qiuqiu tilted her head and smiled, "I know."
Ying Wan knew it, she even stood on tiptoe and whispered three words in Mo Si's ear.
A low singing voice was heard.
All this happened too unexpectedly, yet somehow it was reasonable.
…
noon.
The sleepyhead finally opened his eyes.
I finally finished cleaning the bedroom and it was already 1pm.
According to the previous time, it should be lunch time now.
However, the chef is tired and is still resting.
Mo Si thought for a moment, turned on the huge projection screen, said a few words on it, and then hurried to the kitchen downstairs.
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Two hours after Mo Si woke up, Qiu Qiu also woke up.
It was unusual for her not to sit up immediately, but to curl up in the quilt and start thinking.
Um……
Um.
Um!
Riding a panda feels surprisingly good.
Is this the mecha soldier that is so popular in the marriage market?
not bad.
It's just a bit labor-intensive.
Yawning, Qiuqiu found her clothes from yesterday and put them on. Then she found Mo Si's message.
[Are you awake? If you are, send me a message. I'm downstairs cooking.]
Hey, you're still cooking.
But Qiuqiu didn't send a message to Mo Si. The difference between upstairs and downstairs was only one staircase, and she even asked him to come...
Should I ask him to come and carry her down?
Jiang Qiuqiu burst out laughing at his own idea, rubbed his waist, opened the door, and walked out step by step.
Although we were upstairs, the air was already filled with the aroma of rice.
His cooking skills seem to have improved a little.
Out of curiosity, I walked down the stairs. My legs did feel weak when I took the first step, but I quickly got used to it by holding on to the handrail.
The shoes landed on the stairs, making a soft sound.
Soon, an extremely tall man appeared at the end of the stairs.
He ran up like a gust of wind, his eyes flashing with a completely different light than before, "Why didn't you send me a message?"
There was a hint of inquiry in his tone.
Qiuqiu: "It's such a short distance, I can walk by myself."
"no."
"I'll take you down."
Then, at lightning speed, the princess picked up Qiuqiu and ran down the stairs.
(End of this chapter)
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