At half past seven, he woke up on time. He looked out of the window, then slowly sat up and stretched.

She remembered clearly what had happened the day before. She had supported Scott all the way so that when he got up this morning, his waist ached, just as it had carried a bag for a whole day.

Thinking her boss was still asleep in his room, she snuck in and opened his bedroom door. While Scott was still asleep in his bed, there was no sign of him waking up.

Because of the weather, Michelle had to go to work. But was the boss still asleep, which meant he could take the day off?

But she was just thinking about it.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Michelle went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She had to prepare a sumptuous breakfast for Scott. Usually the TV boss’s breakfast was bread and milk, or fried eggs and ham for breakfast.

Thinking about it, he threw down the knife and ran into the living room. He opened the fridge and discovered he didn’t want anything in the house.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll cook some noodles for you. You decide.” She had no choice but to cook noodles. After all, she was a good cook.

The door opened and Scott appeared in the corridor. He followed the smell to the kitchen door and saw Michelle preparing the noodles.

Today, his head was hurting from last night.

“Why am I here?” Scott rubbed his temples with his hand and looked very uncomfortable.

“I brought you back, of course.” Although she didn’t realise what time he’d come here, she still looked at him guiltily.

She thought he would say something to flirt with her, but unexpectedly he walked over to the table, pulled out the chair and sat down. Since the noodles were ready at the moment. With a few decorations on the bowl, Michelle came out with her hands.

When the steaming plate of food was placed in front of Scott, he frowned and said, “I don’t like this.”

His words almost made her angry. Although he’d thought about it before, he hadn’t expected the man to say it so directly. Couldn’t this be a little more euphemistic? It was the result of their hard work at the moment.

“Sorry. I can only do this. “She had no intention of taking care of this man. She was his work partner, not his maid.

Glancing behind her back as she stormed off, Scott couldn’t help but smile.

For security reasons, Michelle went to change clothes in her mother’s room. She acted very carefully as if she were a thief because she didn’t want to disturb the others.

“Michelle,” Scott’s voice came from the hallway, but he didn’t panic. Still, his mother’s door was closed, so she wasn’t afraid of strangers pushing in.

He took off his clothes and tried to put the clothes on the bed over his head. But just then, the door opened!

Michelle didn’t expect the door to open so easily, let alone come in. I was so scared that I kept screaming. As she screamed, she pulled down the clothes she had just wrapped around her neck. “Get out! Get out! “

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