Night home.

The clear sunlight was blocked by the curtains, and two figures could be vaguely seen on the bed, one petite curled up, and a tall figure lying on its side, supporting its head with one hand, just holding a posture, staring at the petite person beside him.

Mo Xiaomeng slept very soundly, and she didn't mean to wake up at all.

I didn't sleep too late last night, so I woke up early.

Then, I have been admiring the people around me, and I don't seem to get tired of looking at it.

It is also true that Mo Xiaomeng is of mixed race, her facial features are delicate and beautiful, and her skin is as good as a baby, which makes people reluctant to look away.

Nightlord tugged at the corners of his mouth and leaned in to peck her lips.

Mo Xiaomeng didn't react at all, and slept very sweetly.

In fact, she can't be blamed, they took a plane back to China for more than ten hours before, and then didn't stay for a few hours after returning home, so they flew to country R with Han Qiqing, played in country R for a day, and flew back that night.

Even though I took a nap in the big yard for more than an hour in the afternoon, it wasn't enough.

Ye Sijue also knew that Mo Xiaomeng was tired, and it was estimated that it would take more than ten hours to make up for this sleep.

He didn't bother her, but fell asleep with her.

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door.

Ye Sijue frowned, although the voice was very small, he was still afraid of waking Mo Xiaomeng.

He got up and walked to the door.

Opening the door, the maid stood respectfully in the doorway, holding a box in her hand.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

The maid heard the displeasure in his tone, and was a little nervous, her voice was lowered a little, and she whispered, "The Yin family sent a cake over there, saying that it was Miss Mu's birthday cake." ”

"Give it to me." Nightlord held out his hand to her.

The maid carefully placed the box in his hand, bowed, and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Ye Sijue suddenly called her, causing the maid to startle, afraid that she had done something wrong.

"Young Master, Young Master......"

"Let the kitchen make some porridge, make some light breakfast, and ask for an American breakfast." He commanded in a whisper.

The maid bowed her head respectfully.

"Wait a minute, don't knock on the door, let the housekeeper call me."

After giving the order, he waved her hand and motioned for her to go down.

Closing the door gently, he was about to walk to the table with the box and put it on the table, when he saw the person on the bed struggle, and muttered in his small mouth, "Is it Xiaoxiao......"

The sound was small, but Nightlord heard it anyway.

There wasn't much movement just now, and both he and the maid lowered their voices, and they were standing outside, so they shouldn't have alarmed her.

I slept so peacefully, why did I wake up when I heard the little name?

Ye Sijue couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Mo Xiaomeng looked still sleepy, her eyes were only half open, and she looked at Ye Sijue worriedly.

"I hear the cake...... Little cake ......"

Ye Sijue knew that she was not Xiaoxiao's kind of foodie, so her focus was still on Xiaoxiao.

The taste is a little heavier.

"It's a cake sent by Xiaoxiao." As he spoke, he glanced down at the box, and the ghost walked to the bed with the box in his hand.

Mo Xiaomeng struggled to get up, and then heard Ye Sijue's voice say, "Don't get up." ”

She paused, and lay back down.

"We should go over there and cut the cake with Xiaoxiao......" she murmured.

In fact, she didn't understand why Ye Sijue had to go back to Ye's house last night, it was so late, and it didn't matter if she slept at Yin's house for one night.