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Foolish brother actually woke up early in the morning and made breakfast for her? Could he deal with the Eldest Young Master, who had always lived like a prince? Not to mention, his IQ also...

Very quickly, An Qian cleaned herself up and went downstairs to the dining room.

The young master of the Mo family had personally helped her, and she could not be negligent. However, aside from Mo Ye Feng, Mo Ye Han was also in the restaurant.

Mo Eversnow's expression was as ugly as it had ever been today. Black and hard as a piece of charcoal. Under his slightly wrinkled brows was a pair of deep eyes that emitted a moist light like that of Obsidian.

When An Qian walked over, he raised his eyebrows and shot her a furious glare.

An Shuang innocently looked at him. Weird, she's innocent, okay? She was also forced to get up, alright?

"Good morning, beautiful woman!" The dark night wind was smiling brightly, his eyes squinted like peach blossoms. He took Ann's hand affectionately and pressed her against the dining chair.

"Look, I did this for you."

An shallowly looked at, the table was indeed very sumptuous, spaghetti, fruit cake, cream toast, skim milk … She couldn't help but be speechless. Could it be that this was all done by her foolish brother?

It was only seven o'clock. What time did he get up?

Just as he was thinking this, the servant who set up the dining table said softly, "Last night, Eldest Young Master said he would make breakfast for you. He even told us to set the alarm for four-thirty."

"Heh heh." Mo Yefeng blushed slightly and smiled shyly.

The servant also laughed softly and said, "Eldest Young Mistress, this is the first time Eldest Young Master has cooked."

An Qian was shocked in her heart, but she was more touched. If she hadn't been trying so hard to control herself, she might have cried. Even so, a sparkling and translucent watery light shot out from his eyes.

"Big Brother Feng, did you make all these by yourself?" An Qian's voice was choked with sobs. She actually wanted to say 'Brother Feng, you've worked hard', but this was the first time someone had shown such concern, so she didn't know what to say.

"Of course." The servant covered his mouth as he looked at the loving and sweet appearance of the 'little couple'. His heart was moved as he added, "We were just helping out by the side …"

"Cough!" Mo Ye Han suddenly coughed lightly.

The servant kept quiet, nodded to the masters, and left the dining room.

Mo Ye Han's Adam's apple impatiently rolled. Isn't it just a breakfast? Look at you all here! What's so great about it? He wasn't hungry at all, he was so sleepy that he didn't even want to go. His big brother had already started messing around before seven o'clock. He was actually going to let him see their 'show of love, sprinkling dog food'?

Don't you know how fast 'points' are!

Mo Yefeng didn't notice the look on his younger brother's face. He sat down next to An Qian and carefully 'served' An Qian breakfast.

Such care and concern caused the events of the past few days to cloud the minds of those who felt that they had disappeared in a blink of an eye.

An shallowly took the milk brought by the Ink Night Wind, feeling very sweet. Without thinking about anything else, she picked up a piece of bread and said, "For you."

Mo Yefeng was overjoyed. "Thank you."

"Haha, you're welcome. Let's see if you can eat it."

"Yes." Mo Yefeng nodded like a child and took a bite of bread. "Ugh …" "Ugh …"

"Is it delicious?" An Qian looked at him with sparkling eyes.

"Ugh …" "Ugh …" It's delicious, it's really delicious. The beautiful woman gave me the best bread. " Mo Yefeng nodded.