"Early...early..."

Cizel was still confused when he was not awake.

Jiang Tang wanted to turn sideways with a smile:

"Who is Zaozao?"

Cizel didn't care about her cold jokes and hummed twice.

Then he buried his head in Jiang Tang's hair, and his arms wrapped her tighter.

Jiang Tang slapped his arm with a crisp palm.

“It’s time to have breakfast.”

Cizel didn't think about it.

It is rare to encounter time when you can stay in bed with Jiang Tang, so don’t you hurry up and stick to it?

He didn't care, just pretended not to hear it, his furry head was resting on Jiang Tang's neck, and his lips seemed to rub against her soft and white skin on her shoulders.

"I can't breathe."

"Really?"

Xizer quickly let go of his hands and found that Jiang Tang could see what discomfort was on his calm face?

She stretched out her finger and poked Cizel's cheek, then turned mercilessly and got out of bed. Her dark green nightgown had a long tail slid down on the edge of the soft bed, which was so bright that it was a little dazzling.

Cizel rubbed his face, jumped out of bed with great energy, and chased Jiang Tang into the bathroom barefoot.

Jiang Tang had already squeezed his toothpaste and stood in front of the mirror. He saw him squeeze in:

"Is there something wrong?"

"I want to be with you!"

Cizel squeezed over with a smile.

Jiang Tang pointed to the sink next to him:

“You can use it.”

The bathroom of the villa is of course equipped with a double toilet.

The entire marble toilet with a length of three meters is fine, let alone two people, even ten people are fine.

No matter how much Cizel cares, he will squeeze with Jiang Tang, as if the brushed teeth will make your face cleaner if you wash your teeth.

Jiang Tang couldn't resist him and brushed his teeth slowly and carefully.

Her washing steps are much more complicated than Cizel. After brushing her teeth, she also uses facial cleanser and applying facial mask. The former is for cleaning, while the latter is for easier makeup and fitting after going to the crew.

Although she is born with a good skin foundation, and she keeps exercising after her day, her skin is so delicate that she can hardly see pores. But Jiang Tang doesn't think this is the reason why she can ignore skin management. As a star, skin management is also part of her profession.

Even if she doesn't like makeup, she won't neglect skin management such as facial masks. She will also cooperate with massage techniques every time she takes, so it will naturally take longer.

Cizel was different. He was very rough in this regard. He quickly brushed his teeth, rubbed his facial cleanser twice, and even finished the makeup. Jiang Tang even saw that his earlobe was still covered with a little bit of cleanser foam.

Jiang Tang pointed the foam position to him, and Xizel wiped it off casually, not caring much about it, but instead caring about Jiang Tang's hair more.

Jiang Tang took a brush and applied a basic moisturizing mask on his face. He stood behind Jiang Tang and tinkered with her hair. The figure reflected in the mirror was very focused and serious. Those who didn't know thought he was doing something amazing.

Jiang Tang couldn't help but tilt her head. Her hair was too smooth and slippery, and almost slipped through Xizel's fingers. Thanks to his quick eyes and quick hands, he firmly grasped the hard-working "products of labor".

Cizel breathed a sigh of relief, but obviously had forgotten the result of the two forces acting in different directions.

"hiss."

Jiang Tang's scalp hurts because he was torn.

Cizel was panicked and quickly let go of his hand and said, "I did nothing."

It's exactly the same as a naughty child who did something wrong unintentionally.

Jiang Tang was silent for a few seconds.

"Are you braiding me?"

"……Um."

Jiang Tang laughed at his careful gaze.

"Then you keep working hard."

After saying that, he turned his head and continued to apply a mask in front of the mirror.

Cizel understood that this was meant by acquiescence and was very happy.

Jiang Tang spent the best of his skin care, and he would have been frying his hair for as long as he had been there.

Jiang Tang finally appreciated his achievements and thought they were pretty good, with the style of a hairstylist.

"Yes! I feel so too!" Cizel's dictionary never had the word "modest" and he immediately praised himself complacently, "Maybe when I become a master, your stylist will retreat to the second line!"

"I understand." Jiang Tang had no choice but tolerated him, "Can you go downstairs to have a meal now?"

Xizel touched Jiang Tang's lazy French braid with satisfaction and nodded.

Both of them got up a little late today, and it was rare to go downstairs together.

Louis looked at the two of them lovingly, feeling that this is the best picture that can be seen in his life.

He came forward with the soy milk that had been cooked with freshly ground and asked Jiang Tang if he needed some.

Jiang Tang nodded. Today's breakfast is all Chinese, and it's the most suitable paired with soy milk.

Louis stood beside her with a smile, gently and gracefully pouring soy milk into the glass beside Jiang Tang.

Then he went around to the other side and poured the soy milk into his empty cup without asking Cizel.

Xizel was excitedly helping Jiang Tang choose which fried egg to fry it beautifully. He accidentally caught a glimpse and frowned.

"Why don't you ask me?"

Cizel had a gut feeling that he was ignored by Louis.

This is not used to it, because he grew up with Louis' company. For Louis, his will is always the top priority and he never makes decisions without asking.

Even if Louis was questioned, he was not panicked. Instead, he smiled confidently: "Will you change a drink?"

Xizel subconsciously glanced into Jiang Tang's glass, and was satisfied when he saw that it was the same soy milk as him.

He waved his hand very proudly: "No need to change!"

But he didn't know that Louis had long seen his little movements and laughed secretly.

Louis knew that there was no need to ask such a small question at all. Cizel would always give in to the same pace as Jiang Tang, what is drinking soy milk?

Xizel didn't know that he had been seen through by the old housekeeper who was familiar with him. He finally picked out the most beautiful one from the fried egg and immediately put it into Jiang Tang's bowl. As for the second beautiful one, he would leave it to himself.

Jiang Tang used to take it over. When they get along, they always like to leave the best things to each other. This is the case with Cizel and so is she.

The chef was hired from a high salary in China. Knowing that they would stay here for several months, Louis made a special arrangement for this, but it didn't come in handy a few days ago, and Cizel had already occupied the kitchen, which made the chef anxiously think that his skills would be unemployed first if they didn't have time to come in handy.

Therefore, today's rich breakfast was used by the chef. Even the most ordinary fried eggs were carefully controlled overheating. The outer ring was crispy and yellowed, the egg whites were delicate and soft, and the egg yolks and solute flowing. Not only did it have no fishy smell when you bite it, it also exuded a strong fried egg aroma.
Chapter completed!