Endless Pampering Only For You

She also reported to him one by one.

"I'll wash my face and brush my teeth first."

After washing, I ran back and said to the phone, "I'm going to change clothes."

I changed my clothes and said to my cellphone, "Then I'll go to breakfast."

Ye Sijue smiled with her lovely face.

Then she watched her shadow come out of the range of the mobile phone screen.

Finally, the sound of closing the door.

On the other side of the phone, there was only silence.

He didn't look away, looking at her room.

There have been many video calls before, but they all saw small areas. For the first time, he saw the whole picture of her room.

Strictly speaking, it shouldn't be the whole picture.

Her room is large, divided into different areas, and looks very warm. The main color is the color of the girl, but it will not be too pink, mainly in the style of European palace.

Ye Sijue noticed an oil painting on the wall.

He didn't know much about art, but he felt the painting was a little familiar.

Searched in memory and remembered.

This is a sky-high oil painting made in Europe. It is a young girl. I heard that the painting has a very affectionate story. It has been circulating in Europe for hundreds of years. When I found it, I bought the painting with all the net worth at that time, and I missed the girl in the painting.

People always have a special preference for what has a story, so the more the painting gets more expensive.

Ye Sijue did not expect that this painting would actually appear in Mo Xiaomeng's bedroom.

With this in mind, he also glanced a few more at other objects and found a few valuable artworks.

He couldn't help smiling.

The value in her room is so amazing that a thief just coming in and stealing it is enough to feed herself for a few lifetimes.

Thinking about what got him into deep thought.

He lifted the quilt and sat on the bed with his pillow on his back, his eyes never leaving the phone screen.

He knew she was away, but he couldn't bear to look away.

This is her bedroom, where she lives every day.

He looked everywhere, as if he could imagine what she was living in this room.

The way she writes on the desk, the way she dresses herself on the dresser, she walks out of the bathroom, the whole body is hot, and her skin is pink ...

Ye Sijue frowned at his dry lips.

He sighed, and since he couldn't control the miss, let it go.

Suddenly, when he was deep in thought, he heard a slight sound from the mobile phone.

It was the sound of opening the door.

Just look at the time. Only a few minutes have passed. She should still be eating breakfast. Who broke into her room?

Shouldn't it really be a thief?

Even a thief should sneak in from the balcony instead of entering through the main entrance.

Maybe ...

Thinking of every possibility, he saw an unexpected little figure appearing in his sight.

Mo Xiaomeng still had a plate in his hand and hurried to the table to lay it down before he quickly turned back to get his mobile phone.

"Hello!" She greeted him with a sweet smile.

Ye Sijue's throat was inexplicably dazed, and he saw what she was carrying, or asked, "What are you carrying?"

Mo Xiaomeng bent his eyes into a crescent moon and said with a smile, "Breakfast, didn't you get me to eat it?"

This girl ...

Ye Sijue's heart was as soft as water.