MTL - Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian-Chapter 3 A caregiver, is breakfast too good?

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Chapter 3 A caregiver. Is breakfast too good?

Lausanne had to go downstairs to pour water for him, but he was thinking about ways, otherwise she would die suddenly if she was young every night if she didn't sleep every night.

…….

The next morning, breakfast was ready when I went downstairs, and the long table was full of Chinese and Western dishes, like a hotel buffet.

Every day, the average annual breakfast is served by the kitchen sister Lan, and Lausanne can rarely take a break at this time.

"Xiao Luo, this is your breakfast," Sister Lan pointed at the end.

"Thank Sister Lan," Lausanne sat across the table.

Sister Lan is a very kind middle-aged woman. She made corn, milk, eggs, and xiaolongbao for breakfast. She didn't sleep well last night, and she was already starving when she saw such a rich breakfast.

However, she did not rush, but waited until Sister Lan had eaten for him for the annual average Ting Sheng porridge, and Lausanne ate slowly.

The average annual Ting Ting lacked sleep and was in a bad mood. After eating a small bowl of porridge and eating a poached egg, he could not eat.

At a glance of Yu Guang, the woman on the opposite side looked like a starving ghost, and after biting the corn, she drank milk. The appetite was really good and the food was delicious.

It's really upsetting.

It's not pleasant to see anyone.

The slender fingers knocked at the legs, and the chin pointed at Lausanne. "A caregiver, is breakfast too good?"

Sister Lan froze, "No, we all eat this way."

"Can she be compared with you," Jun Ting said indifferently: "It's my care, but after a few days, I haven't seen any improvement in my body, and I haven't made any contribution. I can just make a **** for breakfast."

Lausanne also heard their conversation, a bite of an egg stuck in his throat, and he almost couldn't hold it.

Sister Lan glanced at her sympathetically and couldn't help but boldly said: "Master, you will also say that she will only be here for three days. How can you be better in three days? The doctor said that you must have at least one month. You ... will No ... it's too stingy, as the saying goes, the nutrition for breakfast, otherwise there is no strength to take care of you. "

Nian Junting's face was severely overcast. "Sister Lan, if I am stingy, you will eat round and round like this. I remember when you came like a bamboo pole. Now it is almost the same as a ball. A ball at home is enough. I Don't want two more balls. "

Sister Lan's chubby little face suddenly collapsed like a million arrows.

"If she has a bad meal, let her do it yourself. You asked for it. I didn't give her a caretaker to make things." Jun Ting added, "Yes, all her lunch and dinner will be reduced to Cabbage, tofu. "

Sister Lan frowned.

Lausanne lowered his chopsticks and shook her head. "Sister Lan, it's okay, just come as the year plans."

Some food is better than nothing. When she first came to Xiacheng, she was pickling pickles every day.

Sister Lan could only sigh helplessly.

…….

After eating breakfast, the housekeeper Wu coughed in and came in from the outside, "Master, I'm not feeling well today, I seem to have a fever, and I want to take time off to the hospital."

Junting Ting suddenly remembered what Lausanne said last night, frowned, frowned, "Go, when will you come back?"

"If there are no major problems, I will return as soon as possible."

After the housekeeper Wu left, Nian Junting looked back at Lausanne with his lips closed.

The smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be saying: Look, I didn't lie, but Wu steward was really uncomfortable.

Junting Tseng skimmed his lips, "It's because you found a perfect excuse to take advantage of me".

Lausanne: "...".

small theater:

A few years later, remember to interview the Nianshi couple: "Can you talk about the impression that the two met each other for the first time?"

Junting Nian: "This woman's eyes are full of love at first sight".

Lausanne: "..."

(End of this chapter)