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   Seeing his younger sister's expression like this, Murong Chen was so angry that he wished he could go and beat those people from the Nan family right now. How did they treat his little princess!

   "Sister, be good, my brother will accompany you wherever you want to play."

   Murong Chen stretched out his hand to touch Nan Qiao's head, wishing to give Nan Qiao all the tenderness.

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  When Nan Qiao was sleeping at night, he saw another bottle of milk at his door. His door was unlocked, but his eldest brother still didn't open the door to come in, but just put the milk at the door.

  As long as Nan Qiao wants to drink, he can see it as soon as he goes out.

  The milk that Nan Qiao is holding has become room temperature.

  Although the drink was not as comfortable as the iced one, Nan Qiao still drank it.

  She knew that her elder brother's job was not as simple as he said, if she wanted to hang out with herself, she would definitely have to deal with a lot of work in advance and it would be very hard.

  Looking at the light in the half-open study, Nan Qiao didn't go to deliver milk to Murong Chen today, but left the milk at Murong Chen's door.

  Murong Chen was watching the video conference, and saw that the time was already the time when his younger sister usually sleeps, but today's younger sister didn't respond at all, are you planning to come to the study to see him?

  Fortunately, he didn't close the door on purpose, my sister won't be delivering milk today, and the anti-allergy medicine I prepared is of no use.

   Sure enough, my sister was just a whim?

  Murong Chen's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the valley all of a sudden, and his whole body went limp.

   "This is the end of today's meeting." After speaking, Murong Chen covered the computer with a dark face.

  Leaving everyone in the conference room looking at each other, wondering where he offended the president?

  Passing by the door of Nan Qiao's room, Murong Chen raised his hand to take a look, but he retracted it just as his hand was about to touch the door panel.

  My younger sister just met him and is still not familiar with him, so naturally she can't take care of so many things.

  It's okay, my sister is just informal.

  It's so late and my sister has to rest. I can't enter my sister's room without permission because I miss her.

   Murong Chen seemed to be telling himself to persuade himself.

   A few minutes later, she left Nan Qiao's room door and went back to her own room.

  When I saw the bottle of milk at the door, I was stunned for a moment. When I picked up the milk, I felt that it had been placed for a long time. The water droplets on it were all dry, and it had already become normal temperature milk.

  The corners of Murong Chen's mouth slowly curled up, and finally he grinned.

  Junyi's man was holding a transparent milk bottle in his hand, wearing black pajamas with white stripes, and giggling at the door.

   It seems that he is overthinking.

   Sure enough, the younger sister is the little sweetheart.

  Life becomes sweeter with a younger sister.

  Murong Chen went back to his study, processed a lot of documents, and even contacted his assistant to ask him to report his recent work to him.

  At two o'clock in the morning, Wang Tao yawned while passing the file.

   "President, what's wrong with you? Why do you have to deal with so many documents at once? Why don't you take a break and do it tomorrow?"

   "No need, you won't understand excited emotions." Murong Chen on the other side of the phone couldn't help teasing him.

  Wang Tao:? ? ?

   Hyperactivity?

  The president has never been excited before, what is it that can make the president, who has always been ascetic, excited?

   He guessed it must be because of Missy!

   I just don't know what the eldest lady did to make the president feel excited.

   "President, why don't you tell me?" Wang Tao saw that the president wanted to share and show off, and he was also very gossip, wondering if he could find a way to make the president flatter him in the future.

   "You won't understand some emotions, after all, you don't have a sweet sister." Murong Chen said in a calm and slightly excited tone.

  Wang Tao:...

  what fuck?

  He has plenty of younger sisters, but it is not because of Murong Chen that he has younger sisters.

  But sweet sister...

  Wang Tao thought for a moment about Nan Qiao, who was smiling and sweet.

   Well, he really didn't.

   I really can't feel such a feeling.

   After all, his sister only knows how to use him as a servant.

  o(╥﹏╥)o

  The next day, after having breakfast, Nan Qiao sneaked into the kitchen while her elder brother was not paying attention, "Uncle Chef, can you pack a breakfast for me?"

   "Of course, but why would the eldest lady ask for an extra breakfast?" The chef agreed without hesitation, and asked Nan Qiao with a smile.

  Nan Qiao sighed in her heart, it seemed that she could only lie, "Isn't it because the food made by Uncle Chef is so delicious, my classmates don't believe it, so I plan to bring it to her to taste."

   "Okay, I'll prepare it for you." The chef is an old man of Murong's family. Seeing Nan Qiao, he felt joy and respect in his heart, and now he dotes on him even more.

   "Then prepare more, you may have to distribute it to other people." Nan Qiao stretched half of his body into the kitchen, lying on the door and told him.

"good."

  Nan Qiao looked at Murong Chen's figure vigilantly, but he couldn't be spotted by the elder brother.

   After packing the breakfast, Nan Qiao held it in his arms like a baby, "Please, uncle, pack a copy for me every morning from now on, and I'll come and get it quietly."

   Nan Qiao quickly ran upstairs after speaking.

  Although the elder brother still doesn't have much to say as usual, Nan Qiao can feel that his elder brother seems to be in a good mood, with a smile on his face all the time, and even his eyes are not so cold anymore.

  The time to arrive at school is very early every day, because Nan Qiao took into account that her elder brother had to go to work, so she deliberately said that she would go to school half an hour earlier.

   There were not many people in the class, so Nan Qiao hurried into Huo Yichen's class and found Huo Yichen's seat.

  Opening his book, Huo Yichen's three characters are so beautifully written that they can be described as flamboyant and phoenix dancing.

   Confirming that this is his seat, Nan Qiao secretly stuffed the breakfast he had prepared into Huo Yichen's drawer.

   After finishing these tasks, Nan Qiao rushed back to his classroom, but was caught by An Nuo as soon as he entered the classroom.

  Anuo patted Nan Qiao on the shoulder, and Nan Qiao's reaction was great.

   "Are you a thief?"

   Nan Qiao patted his heart, feeling scared for a while.

you do not say.

   Isn't this more guilty than being a thief?

   The first step to becoming a good friend, send him breakfast!

  In the original text, Huo Yichen had to take care of his mother every morning, and he almost had to wait for Huo's mother to eat breakfast before eating. Because of frugality, he didn't buy much. Huo Yichen probably didn't eat enough every day.

   When Huo Yichen got to his seat, he smelled a scent, and when he reached out to take the book, he touched a hard box.

  There is a sticker on it.

   "My friend, this is my heart, you must finish eating!"

  Although he didn't recognize the handwriting on it, the tone was undoubtedly Nan Qiao's.

  Xiujuan’s small characters, perhaps because of the post-it notes, deliberately made some trailing flowers. It looks delicate and cute, without losing style, and has a romance that belongs only to her, just like her.