CEO Above, Me Below

Chapter 703: Mr Palace is gone

Chapter 703: The palace is gone

"Miyao has released a holographic video call. Since the series of robots, we can always hear that Miyao said that his wife is his inspirational goddess. Who said that this is not a natural pair?"

“Ne’s stock market is optimistic. Regardless of how everyone evaluates, Gongou has created one and another technological miracle for this world. This is something that many people cannot achieve. No one can deny it.”

"At the same time as Gong Ou’s public marriage, it also announced that it is about to start a honeymoon trip."

Gong Ou is really red.

Watching photos of myself and Miyao were used by TV stations, watching some of their so-called dirty past being released, and every time there was news, they were released by the media.

In the face of these, Xiaoxiao faint smile.

A tech genius giant and a cartoonist who paints a girl comic, this combination can always become a Cinderella-style fairy tale, some envy, someone spit, some people swear.

But how do they live, and who can get involved.

These news have been seen, and compared to the past, Shi Xiao Nian has been obsessed with these, she knows what is most important to her, the most worth cherishing.

She turned off the TV, went to the sofa and sat down, and heard a footstep.

When Xiaonian turned his head, I saw that Miyao pushed the dining car over, and there was a silver lid on the dining car to cover the food below.

"Breakfast." Miyao slid the dining car to her, "I did it myself."

"Isn't it to say that the palace will be made for breakfast in the future?" When Xiao Nian was so stunned, how did he become his own hands?

"Today we register, of course, let you eat a little better." Gong Ou looked at her with a sly look, her lips slightly raised, went to her side to sit down, slender fingers flicked the silver cover, "Guess me to you What have you done"

Can she guess?

When Xiao Nian sat there, crying and tears, reaching for his face.

"What are you doing?" asked Miyao.

"I'm guessing." Why do you want to go to the registration morning to torture her.

"guessed"

Gong Ou stared at her straight.

When Xiao Nian took a deep breath and raised his face, he decided to face this cruel reality. The palace was exposed to a faint smile. "Is it an egg fried rice?"

Anyway, he will not be anything but egg fried rice.

"wrong"

Gong Ou Dao.

""

When Xiao Nian looked at him with amazement, he actually did something other than egg fried rice. The cooking has been changed. She suddenly began to look forward to it, "What is that?"

"Today is our registration day, we must give you a little fresh." Gong Ou proudly picked up his eyebrows, reached out and slowly lifted the cover, announced his food, "Egg fried rice 20 upgraded version"

With the smashing of the lid, Shimizu saw a dish of fried rice with a fragrant smell.

The egg is still the egg.

Rice is still the rice.

There are still some cut pieces of meat and radish.

When Xiao Nian sat there, "Miyao, how do I see that the meat is like fish, not like pork."

"It's fish."

Gong Ou admitted.

""

When Xiao Nian is petrified, who will use fish to make egg fried rice?

"Is it very hearty?" Miyau Ou did not find out when Xiao Nian’s heart was swaying, holding the dish like a treasure to her. "The first time you cook soup is to conquer me with fish soup, so today I use fish to give You fried rice"

He thought about this idea for a long time.

It's perfect.

"When Xiao Nian silently looked at Gong Ou, Miyao stared deeply, and the black scorpion glowed. "You don't comment."

When Xiao Nian sat there, staring at the fish fried rice, and racking his brains to force a few words, "Good intentions. Gongou, you are very kind to me."

"Crap, of course I am good to you." Gong Ou handed the spoon to her, "Come, take a bite."

Can she still live to register after she tastes?

It should not be toxic.

When Xiao Nian thought secretly, the registration of the morning to eat an upgraded version of the egg fried rice 20 Miyao is actually good, this memory can definitely remember when she is old.

Well, it’s quite romantic.

When Xiao Nian forced himself to think "optimistically", he reached for his spoon and put a spoonful of rice into his mouth and chewed it gently.

"how does it taste"

Miyau took the plate and a pair of black eyes stared at her.

What is the taste, the taste of dark dishes.

When Xiaonian chewed a few times, he swallowed the rice directly and said with a smile, "It's delicious."

"Of course, I have been studying for a long time."

Palace is proud of its authenticity.

"How come you get up so early, don't sleep too much, and fall down the time difference." Luo Qi walked down the stairs wearing a beautiful peacock green cheongsam, and saw Miyau and Shih Minh sitting in the hall. A smile.

"Mother, early."

When Xiao Nian quickly stood up, he nodded to Luo Qi.

"Small thoughts you don't seem to be too spirited. Let the kitchen cook a soup for you to drink. You are too thin." Luo Qi said with concern, coming down the stairs and walking to them.

Miyao stood up from the sofa and turned to Luo Qi’s jaw. It was a respectful meaning, and then the tone was mad. “No, today I personally gave her breakfast.”

"When are you doing it yourself, when will you cook?"

Luo Qi was unbelievably looking at Miyako, and she was a little surprised that her son would cook, and the British fog had already been exhausted.

"It’s just hard to cook. It’s hard."

Gong Ou Dao.

Luo Qi looked at the fried rice in the dish and saw that the pieces were like fish. He suddenly stopped, and then looked at the unspeakable expression of Xiao Nian, and instantly understood.

When Xiao Nian is eating and eating, she avoids the fish and garnishes several radishes. Well, it is safer than radish.

As soon as she put the radish in her mouth, the man was stupid. "Miyao, why is this radish sweet and soft?"

"Because this is a radish made from soft candy, don't you like to eat sweet?"

Miyao looked at her and looked at you with a look that I thought for you.

""

So, this is not only a plate of fried rice with fish, but also a plate of soft-fried rice.

Who will put the soft candy in the fried rice, he wants to poison her.

The five senses of Xiao Nian are quickly crowded together.

"What kind of expression do you have?" Gong Ou looked at her suspiciously.

"Miyao, have you tried the taste?"

Xiao Nian could not help but ask.

"No, why should I try and don't like to eat sweet, I only like what you do." Gong Ou Li said bluntly.

""

When Xiao Nian really wants to cry.

Luo Qi stood there and couldn't stand it anymore, couldn't help but say, "Small thoughts, you accompany me to the garden, take some flowers."

"Yeah."

Shi Xiaonian immediately said that he was pressed back by Gong Ou, and Gong Ou looked at Luo Qi with dissatisfaction. "Why should you wait for a small servant to accompany your maid when you pick flowers?"

"I" Luo Qi has to say something again, when Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head and shook her head.

Upon seeing it, Luo Qi had to give up and turned away. She understood it. Why did her son think of it in a non-timeful manner? Whoever could bear his ravages except for Xiao Nian.

After Luo Qi left, Miyao also stared at the time when he was deeply in love. "You continue to eat. After we finish eating, we will register."

"how about you"

"I will wait for the registration to come back, you will do it for me." Now nothing is as important as registration.

"Oh."

When I was young, I couldn’t help but sigh, and continued to have breakfast.

"Good morning."

A mature male voice in the studio sounded in the hall, and Gongyi walked toward them. A short hair and a roll, wearing a light-colored home service, walked over to them casually, sat down on the single sofa on the side, playing I yawned, "I have been so sleepy so early."

He flew back to England with Miyazou and thought that he had started early enough. He didn't expect them to be early.

"We want to register today"

Miyamoto said this was quite smug, as if it was a very proud thing.

"I know you can't wait, congratulations, I will give you the driver as a driver to personally send you, and touch your joy." Gong Yi pressed the eyebrows, the body leaned forward and Gong Ou said, the line of sight touched the plate When fried rice, "What is that?"

New poison?

After the second half of the sentence has not been asked, when Xiao Nian eagerly interjected, "This is the nutritious breakfast that Miyau made for me."

"Nutritious breakfast"

Miyagami feels that she thinks that the nutrition may not be the same as their husband and wife.

"Envy" Gong Ouyi looked at the palace, and it was rare to be generous. "I am in a good mood today. There are still some left in the kitchen. Come and give the young master a plate."

Wen Yan, Gong Yi immediately jumped from the sofa, when Xiao Nian was the first time to see the palace is so "live".

"Hah, haha, that, what, I suddenly thought that my time difference has not been reversed, you eat slowly, I will go back and continue the jet lag."

The palace was fleeing.

"You are not going to give me the driver"

"I think I may not be able to do it, let Fengde go when I am gone"

The palace ran away all the way, and the slippers were all lost.

Gong Ou is not a stupid person. When he sees it, he turns to look cold and cold, and his voice is overcast. "Is he abandoning my cooking?"

"How come, brother is sleepy, let him go to sleep." Shi Xiao Nian smiled.

Miyao looked at her questioningly.

When Xiao Nian didn't want him to feel uncomfortable, he had to say, "Really, Gong Ou, the breakfast you made is really good, and I also have a monopoly. I hope that you can only eat the dishes you eat."

Just don't go to poison your loved ones.

Gong Ou lowered her head and kissed her face hard, and the black scorpion was deep. "When I cook, I will only give you a meal when I eat it."

She is his only, he is also her only.

He likes her to have an exclusive desire

"Ok."

When Xiao Nian smiled, his heart trembled. He took a spoon and ate silently. There was a tragic feeling inexplicably. I hope that after eating this meal, she can live to the place of registration.

"Young master, not good, the palace is gone."