Eros almost choked on his own saliva. He coughed a few times and quickly changed the subject:
"What about breakfast?"
Isabella blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Breakfast is being heated in the kitchen. I just don't know what kind of breakfast milk the master would like."
"Is it cow's milk or goat's milk..."
Eros also blinked, and after a while he frowned and asked:
"Nothing else?"
"Yes! But I haven't prepared the rest yet. If the master wants it, you can only do it yourself." Isabella said truthfully.
"OK!"
"Then master, please follow me!" Isabella said, and walked into the kitchen with graceful steps.
In the kitchen, Angelica was staring at the heating machine in front of her.
After Isabella came in, she looked at her daughter and whispered:
"Angelica, go clean up the master's room."
Angelica nodded obediently, stepped on her little leather shoes, and walked out of the kitchen. As her skirt fluttered, the girl's slender and straight legs were faintly visible.
When passing by Eros, Angelica stopped, called Eros "Master" crisply, and then continued to walk out.
Eros entered the kitchen, closed the door, and prepared to do it himself.
As the saying goes, if you work hard, you will have enough food and clothing.
Isabella was giving instructions from the side. The once most beautiful woman in the empire now looked like a professional cook.
Looking at Eros who was busy collecting materials in front of her, a maternal glow appeared on her face.
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