Chapter 151

The taste is quite fragrant.

Suddenly thinking about something, Qianmiao put away his curious leisure and turned around and walked towards the door.

"Eat breakfast before leaving." A gentle male voice came from the kitchen.

really……

Qianmiao didn't look back and just said, "I'll go to Aunt Wan to eat."

After saying that, he continued to walk forward without stopping.

At the dining table next door, Feng Can, who was already wearing school uniforms, was having breakfast, and was still staring at something with his cell phone in his hand.

As I got closer, I found it was a limited edition top-notch racing car.

His eyes were glowing, and he forgot to eat fried eggs.

Qianmiao sneered: "Have you given up yet?"

Feng Can looked up and then put down his phone, saying, "Shh--Don't say that it's so loud, my parents are there."

"I don't even have this courage, and I still play racing?" Qianmiao teased lightly.

Feng Can put down his fork and looked at her: "When it comes to this, do you... have any ulterior motives?"

He narrowed his auspicious phoenix eyes, thinking about something in his mind.

Qianmiao took the breakfast brought by the servant, ate it slowly, and said, "What do you think?"

Feng Can thought for a while and said, "The buddies who sent me back yesterday were all local snakes. They called you Brother Miao and respected you very much. Are you... their ex-girlfriend? Isn't it? Right?!"

Feng Can smiled like "I guessed it long ago."

Qianmiao curled the corners of her mouth, smiled lightly, and said half-truely: "You are so smart."

Feng Can grinned and suddenly, his eyes glared, "Oh, brother, when did you come?"

Qianmiao Youran's face slightly stagnated, and she lowered her head and ate quietly.

Feng Xian walked over with two plates of nutritious breakfast, his face a little heavy.

He put the breakfast in front of Qianmiao.

Qianmiao raised his eyes inadvertently and saw the back of his hand.

At that moment, the clear and mint aroma of milk smell penetrated into my nose.

"Brother, why do you think of cooking?" Feng Can took a piece of beef and nodded.

Feng Xian pulled open the chair and sat down, casually saying, "What were you talking about just now?"

"Oh, talking about Tang Qianmiao's ex-boyfriend is one of the people who sent me back yesterday, right, Brother Miao." He blinked deliberately.

"Shut up." Qianmiao was not in the mood to continue joking with him.

She could feel the direct gaze, focusing on her face without turning around.

That inexplicable irritability last night quietly hit my heart.

Feng Can suddenly realized something, almost choked, stared at the two of them, and chose to leave as the best strategy.

"I'm full, you guys can use it slowly, I'll leave first!"

As he said that, he picked up his cell phone, turned around and talked to his parents in the living room, and ran out.

On the long dining table, there were only two people sitting side by side.

Occasionally, there will be a very light collision sound of tableware, and in addition to this, it will be quiet.

At this time, there was an extra peeled egg in Qianmiao's plate.

After a while, there was a peeled orange pulp.

Finally, she frowned as he diced the steak into diced it on her plate.

She paused and then said, "Don't care about me."

She came here to avoid this.

Feng Xian stared at her quiet side face for a while, and suddenly felt her discomfort.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a second, then picked up the napkin and wiped it, put it down, and stood up: "Eat slowly, I'll go to the company."
Chapter completed!