Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

Su Qing quickly changed Qiao Muer's clothes, washed herself and opened the door to go out.

Her mind is in a mess now, and she doesn't know whether the assistant who called is Xiaomi or Cai Cai.

But whoever it is, she bets.

With the talents of these two little girls who are full of gossip factors, they must have made up a romance novel of at least a million words after discovering that the person who answered the phone was Yi Nanfeng.

"Hey, time is running out, Mu'er, let's drink some milk and eat a bread mat first, okay? When we get to the set, I'll ask Xiaomi to buy you breakfast."

Su Qing looked at her watch while leading Xiao Mu'er out of the bedroom.

Today's drama can't be delayed, she is not a director who will affect the public affairs because of her personal affairs.

But there have been too many troubles in the recent period, even if I don't want to, I have to admit it.

Her personal affairs have affected her work.

This drama will be filmed for three months, it's just a 30-episode TV series, they work in groups and work in shifts, and it should be finished in just over three months.

Su Qing was anxious, and took Xiao Mu'er's hand to the dining room, but before stepping into the dining room, she was attracted by a burst of fragrance.

"Well...it smells so good..." Xiao Muer moved her little nose and ran forward quickly.

Su Qing followed behind and stepped into the dining room, almost startled by the sumptuous breakfast on the table.

There are porridge with strong grain flavor, yellow and fragrant egg pancakes, and various side dishes.

On the other side, there are fried eggs, bacon, toast, milk...

Su Qing's moist eyes blinked slightly, she never knew that her breakfast could conjure up so many tricks.

"This... This is you..." She pointed at the breakfast on the dining table, in disbelief.

Yi Nanfeng nodded lightly: "Eat quickly, and go to the set together after eating. I don't know if you like Chinese or Western breakfast, so I just used the ingredients in your refrigerator and made these."

Just... did these?

Cough, cough cough.

Su Qing felt her face was a little hot.

She thought that her cooking skills were not bad, but seeing Yi Nanfeng's ability to make these delicious breakfasts in a short period of time, she still had to say that she was inferior.

"It's delicious, um...it's delicious..." Xiao Mu'er had already sat down to eat, with the omelet stuffed in her mouth, and still praised her.

Compared with the old Qiao's house, the table is cold every morning, and there are all kinds of exquisite Western breakfasts that lack the atmosphere of life.

Qiao Muer only thinks that the noodles made by Su Qing's mother and the white porridge egg cakes made by the actor's uncle are the real delicious ones.

No matter how smart a child is, they are powerless in front of delicious food.

At this moment, Qiao Muer completely forgot that Yi Nanfeng was her father's 'rival in love', so she drank a mouthful of porridge, ate an omelet, and scooped up a spoonful of peanuts from the small plate.

The little belly is warm and warm. In this kind of winter, it makes people feel extremely happy.

After eating, Su Qing tidied up hastily, and Yi Nanfeng also came to help.

Because the cannibal has a short mouth, Su Qing is too embarrassed to drive him away, so she can only let the tall figure of Yi Nanfeng nest in the kitchen with her, and the two of them are busy with division of labor.

As for Yi Nanfeng's ability to cook, to be honest, Su Qing was really surprised.

She thought that all talented actors and young film stars should be like Yue Ze.

Very talented at work, but... well... a bit weak at home.

But Yi Nanfeng is obviously not. He is very devoted to his work, and in life... he is also a person who has a lot of fun in life.