Chapter 1108: Anxiaojing, a crazy journalist, put the contract away and got up early.

I don't know when, she likes to make her own breakfast, so she tells the cook not to cook her share.

Ann Xiaojing hummed a tune and put the seafood noodles out of the pot. Su Muying came.

"You're here at the right time. I've just come out of the pot for breakfast!"

"Don't you understand that I have a good nose? This is the time to wait!"

Sumu grinned and sat happily at the table.

"What is it? How delicious!

Samuying stretched her neck and sniffed and swallowed.

"It's seafood noodles! God! My canthus was...