His voice was soft and soothing, as if he were a porcelain doll, and it broke with the touch.

The crew of "New Life" also had a set of shots at the end. They were going to Inner Mongolia to make up the movie. Feng Xiao originally said that he would go with her. But now he suddenly changed his mind.

To be honest, An Mu was a little unhappy in her heart, but when she saw the resentment in Feng Xiao's eyes, she felt relieved again.

If possible, she believed Feng Xiao would definitely not be willing to leave, and would also be willing to stay here with her and her children.

"I'll wait for you to come back." An Mu said holding Feng Xiao.

"Okay, wait for me to come back."

*

At the same time, in Kyoto, Shangguanyu's villa.

Under the same roof, Shangguanyu and Yiluo seem to be the most familiar strangers. They are not in their hearts. They are separated from each other. Even if they meet occasionally, they don't speak much, sometimes worse than strangers.

Shangguanyu was lying on the bed, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, feeling complicated, and felt that this was not a solution.

This marriage is not the result of two people's true love, but after all, marriage is already a fact, and it is also a fact to live in the same room.

Why let the two people have such an unsalted relationship?

Shangguanyu always does what he thinks of. He doesn't even think about it. It's just a contract marriage. What if it's not salty or indifferent?

I just feel that the relationship is very wrong now.

He is determined to change the status quo, he is a man, of course he has to take the first step.

This morning, Shangguanyu adjusted the alarm clock to get up early. He thought that a perfect breakfast might be a good start.

Shangguanyu looks like a **** on the surface, but in fact he is tender and delicate in his heart, and he is unambiguous when starting breakfast.

I boiled a preserved egg and lean meat porridge, steamed the steamed dumplings, fried poached eggs and sausages, served with a cup of warm milk, and a combination of Chinese and Western breakfast.

Yiluo got up, smelled the scent in the room, was slightly surprised, turned his head to see a rich breakfast, and felt like he had gone through it?

Can Shangguanyu cook breakfast? Will the pig go up to the tree?

Shangguanyu looked at Yiluo's surprise, and he was very stunned. He could make Yiluo look at him with admiration, and it was not in vain that he got up so early in the morning!

He was waiting for Yiluo to come over when he saw Yiluo walking towards the door.

Shangguanyu was taken aback and shouted: "Hey!"

Elorton stepped forward.

Shangguanyu said awkwardly, "Come over for breakfast."

Yiluo was surprised, "Is it for me?"

Shangguanyu suddenly felt impatient, and asked her to have breakfast. How could she harp like this!

He snorted, "I'm in a good mood and made so many things today. If I don't eat it for you, it's a waste."

Although the words are very unpleasant, how can you not hear this clumsy lie, as sensitive as Yiluo?

He actually cooked breakfast for himself? Is it specially made?

Even though he knew that he should keep a distance from him, Yiluo looked at him with his head up proudly, but stared at his own eyes, and walked over, "Okay, thank you."

"No thanks! So many things after eating breakfast!" Shangguanyu curled his lips, saying so, but brought the porridge over.

Looking at the porridge and vegetables in front of him, Yiluo felt for the first time that this house might not be so unacceptable.

The two of them sat down to eat breakfast. They didn't talk much to each other, but the flowing breath was gentle, not alienated.

Yiluo usually treats breakfast very casually, so he can deal with it with just one piece of bread.