Chapter 1311

Wen churan is sure that this is the font of Sheng Shimo. It is beautiful, beautiful, but powerful.

Looking at the two hearts on the paper ball, Wen churan couldn't help laughing and breathed a sigh of relief.

When did this man learn to do these tricks.

Fortunately... Fortunately, none of this is a dream.

Wen churan turns over and gets out of bed. In a good mood, she personally makes glutinous rice balls for the small milk can. Even the servant can see that she is different today.

"Miss Wen, is there something happy? You seem to be in a good mood today."

Wen churan laughed twice and didn't answer.

It's more than a happy event. It can't be summarized as a happy event.

It's a miracle!

For the first time, she felt a miracle in life.

When she was born again, she didn't feel like this!

The little milk can went downstairs and saw glutinous rice balls all over the table. When eating, Ma Ma kept clamping them for himself.

He was frightened.

Ma Ma, what's the stimulation? Are you crazy?!

After dinner, Wen churan sat on the sofa and looked forward to it.

Last night, she specially told Sheng Shimo to come in through the gate and stop walking down the corridor like a thief, so as not to be accidentally found by others, which would be troublesome.

Soon, a guard came in and reported.

"Miss Wen, Mr. Boyce is here."

Wen churan was so excited that he stood up from the sofa. He saw that Mo was following the guard and walked slowly into the presidential palace.

Wen churan rushed over, looked up and giggled, "Mr. Boyce, you're here at last."

However, Sheng Shimo just glanced at her and asked faintly, "where's the small milk can?"

This stunned the courteous Wen churan and pointed to the kitchen, "he's still eating breakfast..."

With that, she saw Sheng Shimo directly bypass himself, go to the kitchen and shout, "it's too slow to eat. Hurry up and go to the study with me."

The little milk jar in the kitchen opened vaguely, "I know, I know, wait until I eat the last glutinous rice ball!"

Wen churan was confused.

Why is he so cold to himself?

Did he forget what happened last night?!

In the prime of time, Mo returned to his study with a small milk can. Wen churan lingered outside for a while and decided to take a look with snacks and tea.

The little milk jar was surprised to see her carrying snacks. "Ma Ma, what are you doing? I just had breakfast!"

"You have, but Mr. Boyce may not have!"

Wen churan smiled and handed the dessert to the desk, deliberately aggravating his voice. "I made it specially for you. Try it!"

Who knows, when the ink was in full bloom, he didn't lift his head. "Put it on the tea table. It will dirty the documents."

Wen churan was stunned for a moment and said, "well..."

How did he react when he kindly sent him cakes!

Wen churan was angry and rushed out without looking back.

Sheng Shimo raised his head and looked at Wen churan's angry back and smiled helplessly.

The little milk can held his head aside. "Ma Ma is so strange today. It seems that he is very happy."

"Maybe... I met something to be happy," he said

After lunch, the little milk can took a nap in the bedroom. At that time, Mo sat in his study and read the philosophy book he had always wanted to read.

After a while, he raised his head, looked at Wen churan, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and said, "I'm a little hungry. Bring me the cake."