049: The atmosphere is suddenly a little different
Break another egg and mark it as a + sign. Then, lay another egg and mark it as a 1. "Do you know, what is 1+1? There will be a prize for the correct answer."
Murong Rong remembered that her brother had also gotten up at this time, and she wanted to prepare breakfast for him.
My eyes were astringent, I wonder if it was caused by the heat.
The black lines on Yinzai's forehead popped out. Who did this woman think he was? A kid in kindergarten? And a kid in the bottom class?
But he sensitively felt that the atmosphere was suddenly a little different. He hugged his chest, leaned on the chair, and looked at the woman in front of him suspiciously.
Finally, crack an egg and mark out the word 2.
Murong Rong's eyes were a little moist, and her heart was clenching and painful.
However, now is not the time for her to be sad. She can't think about it, but she can't help thinking about it.
"Eggs are nutritious. You should eat more of them to nourish your brain and increase your memory. You should also eat some vegetables and have a balanced diet..."
Murong Rong spoke slowly, as if he had spoken it every morning.
She put a few cabbage sums into the pot and stirred them slowly. She took a bowl and gave Yinzai half a spoonful. She filled a large bowl herself, lowered her head and ate bite after bite, with two salty tears quietly shedding her eyes.
It fell silently into the bowl.
Yinzai did not interrupt the strange atmosphere, but looked at Murong Rong quietly. At this time, there were many things about her that he could not understand.
D'Antoni and the maids left at some point.
The smell of food wafts through the restaurant.
Yinzai picked some strange things in the bowl and tasted them.
It tastes weird, but it's not hard to swallow.
He put down the spoon, picked up the champagne, and swayed the glass slightly, only smelling the aroma but not drinking it.
"I'm sorry." Murong Rong said gloomily. She kept her head lowered, fearing that the tears on her face would betray her.
Yinzai just looked at the wine glass in front of him, the golden champagne was casting beautiful light and shadow under the light.
The mind is like the light and shadow flowing in the cup, elusive.
Murong Rong quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I can't even make breakfast. I'm useless. I will learn hard in the future..."
Yinzai frowned slightly. He originally planned many ways to make things difficult for Murong Rong, but at this moment, none of them worked.: