Milk, fried eggs, sausages, and sliced fruit.
Seeing Tianmiao come downstairs, Xi Linghe flashed a big smile, "Tianmiao, you're up."
"You don't need to make breakfast. The housekeeper will do it." Tianmiao sat down at the table and said with a smile. Dong Xiao's role in the house was naturally the housekeeper.
"I wanted to do something for you. You've helped me so much, I wanted to do something for you too," Xi Linghe said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.
"When I help you, I charge a price." Tianmiao lifted the glass of milk, shook it slightly, and said this slowly.
"I know, but for me, it's something I don't want anymore. So I don't consider it a price. I want to do something for you," Xi Linghe said firmly.
"Okay." Tianmiao laughed, "Then eat quickly. You can sleep a bit in the car later. You went to bed so late last night and got up so early this morning to make breakfast."
