The next day, Lan Yaxin woke up early. She first baked bread, poured a cup of milk, fried an egg, and made a steamed egg with the yellow liquid from last night.
Mo Jinrong was sleepy in the morning. He glanced at his hand and realized he had overslept. He hurried downstairs, buttoning his sleeves as he complained.
"What happened? Who turned off my alarm?"
"Are you awake? I was afraid the alarm would wake you up, so I turned it off. Are you angry?"
Lan Yaxin felt wronged.
Mo Jinrong didn't reply, directly entering the washroom to wash up.
"Miss Lan, did you make this?"
Mo San looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table in thought.
"Yes, I woke up early today and was a little hungry, so I also made some breakfast for everyone."
Lan Yaxin smiled. Usually, she wouldn't touch water, but today, for Mo Jinrong's sake, she had looked up a recipe that wasn't that difficult to cook.
