The rich sweetness and slightly bitter freshness intertwined into the throat. Two different mellow beauty suddenly burst on the taste buds, making her soft eyes suddenly bright.


    Wow.


    This hand-made milk tea is not the same as the drinks made from milk tea powder outside!


    And the hot milk tea was drunk. After being patted by autumn frost all morning, she suddenly felt that her body and mind were surrounded by melting warmth, both at ease and comfortable.


    "Is it good?"


    Watching Xiang Xing snoring and drinking with relish, Jiang Yecheng suddenly lost his smile, subconsciously raised his slender big hand and gently rubbed his soft little head.


    "Oh!"


    The little guy filled a mouthful of milk tea. His face was so swollen that he couldn''t speak, so he nodded frantically.


    See the satisfaction and pleasure of men.


    "Take your time and I''ll wash first."


    Jiang Yecheng looks at the time of the clock on the wall. His Obsidian eyes flicker for a few minutes. He immediately controls the wheelchair and retreats.


    As he went to the bathroom, he said faintly, "I don''t know when your aunt Zhuang will come back. You''ll stay here and have breakfast with me."


    “……”


    Listening to this sentence, Xiang Xing was almost choked by milk tea.


    Mom, just now her mind was full of delicious milk tea. She almost forgot that she came to stop him from having breakfast!


    After thinking about it, the little guy nodded firmly and drank the remaining milk tea directly.


    He immediately picked up the small rattan stool, bumped to the door of the ward, squatted and stared at the closed door.


    I was thinking about whether I accidentally knocked over the plate or just grabbed it and ran away


    However, the girl was still calculating silently. Outside the door, there was a slow sound of footsteps that gave her face.


    Then there were three soft knocks at the door.


    After that, song Bo''s kind smile appeared on the visual screen next to the door.


    "Young master, are you awake? I brought you the breakfast."


    The old and respectful voice spread throughout the ward through the access control system.


    Jiang Yecheng, who was washing his face, naturally heard it, and casually pressed the answer bell next to the mirror.


    "Wake up and come straight in."


    "Oh, OK."


    Song Bo slowly pushed open the door of the ward.


    But before he stepped inside, he suddenly noticed that a straight, inexplicable and creepy line of sight was focused on him in an instant.


    He almost slipped his hand and knocked over the plate on his hand.


    Fortunately, after years of Housekeeper experience, song Bo soon calmed down, immediately hung his head in doubt and looked at the source of his sight.


    But suddenly stunned.


    wait.


    Isn''t this Miss Xiang in room 109 next door?


    How could she be in his young master''s ward


    Thinking, song Bo shook and his brain hole burst into full bloom.


    It''s hard. Did the young master not let him stay with him last night because?!


    No, this is developing too fast, isn''t it?


    Moreover, he song Bo has taken him with him since the young master was a baby. He doesn''t know what the young master is like!


    Young master is not such a person


    God


    "... song Bo? Grandpa song Bo?"


    At the other end, Xiang Xing tilted his small head and looked at the old man who had been standing stiff at the door after opening the door. His face was full of question marks.