The girl hesitated, "Yes, Mr. Nan gave it to me...he wants me to come and see you."
Hearing this, the pretty young man tilted his head slightly, Hu Po narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "Oh. Go back and tell him, and let the messy people come to me again, and all the permissions given to him will end here."
The girl was startled and couldn't help but take a step back.
The pair of beautiful, heart-stirring eyes on the opposite side looked at her quietly and harmlessly, but the girl couldn't help sweating coldly, and whispered: "Ah, Ah Zhuo, how can you say that I am a mess, I am..."
When the words came to her lips, she froze.
The word "stepmother", but no matter what, he couldn't say it. With her family background, youth and beauty, she can climb up to the middle-aged head of the Nan family, but she will never be able to conquer the young prince of the Nan family.
She stopped talking.
The boy just had no expression on his face.
The girl clenched her fist, feeling a little frustrated suddenly.
After meeting Nan Zhuo with Mr. Nan, her nightmare came. The first time we met was at a family banquet, the young man crossed his long legs casually, leaning against a pillar, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be asleep.
It is really convincing to be able to sleep standing up. Until the sound of the bell in the distance woke him up, the moment he opened his eyes, under the slender eyelashes, the extremely beautiful amber gold was revealed, the beauty of the youth was indescribable, only intoxicated.
Later, from Mr. Nan, she learned that the prince had narcolepsy.
No wonder he is slow all day long, looks a little dull and cute, basically when he can see him, he closes his eyes lazily and calmly.
Falling in love with one's future stepson, what could be more desperate than this? Those daughters of the aristocratic family asked her about Nan Zhuo, God knows how upset she was.
Fortunately, Nan Zhuo looks the same to everyone, lazy, slow, and indifferent.
The girl stared at the slender fingers of the person opposite, holding the porcelain-white tray looking pretty. She resisted the throbbing in her heart, and said softly, "I just want to cook a meal for you..."
The boy finally frowned, then pursed his thin lips slightly, and said in an indifferent and calm tone: "Get out."
The invisible mental coercion shrouded the girl's face for a moment, and the mental attack would undoubtedly make people lose their minds, as if only the survival instinct remained.
She staggered and ran out of the house before she could barely react in her mind, gasping for breath.
... As expected of the young man who controls the first mecha, this kind of mental strength... is terrifying.
The girl took a deep breath reluctantly.
In the room, the boy carrying the tray silently lowered his head, looking at the cake that innocently fell to the ground due to the impact of his mental power.
He was silent for a few seconds.
The robot servant dutifully moved over, erasing the traces. The young man lowered his eyes for a few seconds, his extremely beautiful eyes were quiet, but he was actually struggling.
Make a robot cook
The newly bought robot seems to have forgotten to set the program for learning to cook.
set now
But I don't want to set it up, I'm so tired.
… do it yourself
If you don't want to do it, it will be more tiring.
After being quiet for a while, he calmly handed the tray to the robot, and walked back to the room with his long legs.
... Just continue to be hungry.
Feeling drowsy, the boy raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. When he passed the game cabin, he stopped suddenly.
I remembered that girl again.
Round and tender, with a white face, it looks like a cake, very sweet.
With his slender fingers resting on the game cabin, the boy lowered his eyes and thought for a while, before stepping in slowly.