The girl hesitated. "Yes, Mr. Nan gave it to me He wants me to see you. "

"Oh, the young man's eyes were squinting and his head was slightly crooked. Go back and tell him, and then let those who are in a mess come to me and give him permission. That's all. "

The girl was surprised and couldn't help but step back.

The beautiful and enchanting eyes on the opposite side looked at her quietly and innocuously, but the girl couldn't help sweating and whispered, "ah, ah Zhuo, how can you say I'm a mess, I am..."

The words came to her lips, but she got stuck.

The word "stepmother" can not be said in any way. With her family background, youth and beauty, she was able to climb up to the middle-aged leader of Nanjia, but she could never conquer the young prince of Nanjia.

She stopped talking.

Teenagers are just expressionless.

Suddenly, some girls hold their fists and they are frustrated.

After seeing nanzhuo with Mr. Nan, her nightmare came. The first time we met was at a family banquet. The boy's long legs overlapped at random, leaning against a column, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

Standing can also sleep, it is convincing. Until the distant bell woke him up, the moment he opened his eyes, under the long eyelashes, the beautiful amber gold was revealed. The beauty of youth could not be described, only intoxicated.

Later, from Mr. Nan, she learned that the prince had narcolepsy.

No wonder he is slow all day long, looks a bit dull lovely, basically can see him, is in lazy and calm to close his eyes.

If you like your future stepson, what can be more desperate? Those gold coins of the aristocratic family have nothing to do. Ask her about nanzhuo. God knows how upset she is.

Fortunately, nanzhuo is the same to everyone, lazy, slow and indifferent.

Girls staring at the opposite person's slender fingers, holding a porcelain white tray looks good-looking. She resisted the throbbing in her heart and said softly, "I'll only cook you a meal..."

Youth finally frown, and then thin lips slightly pursed, with a kind of indifferent and calm language airway: "roll."

Invisible spiritual pressure shrouded, girls face pale for a moment, mental attack can undoubtedly make people lose their sense, as if only survival instinct.

She stumbled out of the house, and her mind was ready to react and gasp.

.... Worthy of being the young man who controls the first mecha, this kind of mental strength It's horrible.

The girl took a deep breath.

In the room, the boy with a tray silently bowed his head and looked at the cake that fell innocently on the ground because of the influence of mental power.

He was silent for a few seconds.

The servant of the machine dutifully moved over and erased the trace. The boy looked at it for a few seconds with his eyes drooping. He was quiet in his beautiful eyes and was actually entangled.

Let the robot cook?

The newly bought robot seems to have forgotten to set up the program for learning cooking.

Set now?

But I don't want to set it up. I'm so tired.

.... Do it yourself?

I don't want to do it. It's more tiring.

After quiet for a while, he calmly handed the tray to the robot and walked back to the room with his long legs.

.... Keep hungry.

Sleepy idea surges up, the young man raised his hand to rub his eyes, passed the game cabin, suddenly stopped.

I think of that girl again.

Round tender, white face, looks like cake, very sweet look.

Slender fingers on the game deck, the youth drooping eyes slightly thinking, slowly step into the leg.

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