Chapter 133 Hurting Himself By His Own Doing

Olena was wearing an apron. When she got up in the morning to make breakfast, she saw that Stacy was making breakfast and was even talking to herself, but Olena didn't know what she was talking about.

"No, nothing," Stacy said, looking left and right. He did not dare to look into Olena's eyes. "Where are the eggs?"

"In the refrigerator." Olena opened the refrigerator and found that the eggs were all gone. They were placed next to the sink. "Aren't they under your hand?"

"Ah?" When Stacy turned her head and saw the egg, she instantly remembered that she had already taken it out. She wanted to change the topic by using this as an excuse, but she failed, so she smiled embarrassedly and said, "I forgot."

Olena also smiled, as if she knew what Stacy was trying to hide, but she didn't say anything.

She came over and said, "I'll help you. You can tell me what the two kids like to eat. I'll cook for them."

"They are not picky about food." Stacy lowered her h