He is more affectionate than time

Chapter 122 Don't You Forget Liang Manyue
Chi Huan didn't want to talk to him, didn't want to talk to him, and felt angry just looking at him.

She got up, without even looking at him, she walked around him and was about to get up and leave.

However, before he walked past him, his arm was grabbed by the man, and he was immediately pulled into his arms.

She struggled, but the man wrapped her waist from behind and locked her in his arms. His low and deep voice sounded above her head, "So, are you losing your temper with me?"

Her face was full of displeasure, "Let me go!"

How could Mo Shiqian let her go as soon as she let her go, sat down with her in his arms, and hugged her on his lap, "Come on, tell me clearly, why are you losing your temper?"

What is she losing her temper with?
What have you done that you don't know?
She is not as natural as a professional actor like him.

Chi Huan didn't feel angry before, or didn't realize that he was angry.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that I was so angry that my fingers were almost trembling, especially when I was still hugged by him like this, I squinted and growled angrily, "Let go of your hands!"

The man's arm remained motionless.

Chi Huan's hair was about to explode from his calm and indifferent attitude, looking at her as if he was looking at a little girl who had a temper, "Do you understand human speech?"

The man stared at her with dark eyes, and asked lightly, "You quarreled with your father and blamed me?"

Chi Huan usually has a little temper as a big lady and a little woman, but it's not too big.

Such an angry look is not common.

"I didn't lose my temper, you take your hand away from me!"

It happened that Mama Li was knocking on the door with the food.

Chi Huan immediately turned around and said angrily, "You still haven't let me go."

Mo Shiqian put his arm around her waist and said very flatly, "Come in."

Li Ma came in with the food, and saw them "sitting on top of each other" at a glance, but after noon, she was no longer surprised, but she couldn't help lowering her head and covering her face with a smile, put down the food and went out immediately.

The man was holding the soup, and looked at her indifferently, "Stop making trouble, and finish the meal."

She makes trouble?

"Don't eat, don't eat, don't eat, I just don't eat, how many times do you have to say it before you understand?"

Chi Huan felt that she was like a child of a few years old, very childish, but she just couldn't control it.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her for a few seconds, and then put down the soup bowl in his hand again. The force was not heavy, but there was a bit of cold air, "Chi Huan."

He squinted his eyes and said her name calmly, "I don't know how to coax women, and I don't know what you're messing with, either, you can just tell me what made you lose your temper, or you can just open your mouth and eat your dinner." Finish, otherwise, I don't mind feeding you this meal really disgustingly."

The grievances in my heart overflowed layer by layer like a rising tide, and my eyes seemed to be fogged up.

The man raised his hand and held her half of the face with one hand, but his voice slowed down a bit, "What's the matter with you, huh?"

She bit her lip more and more, "Can't you forget Liang Manyue?"

He said lightly, "No."

"You are lying."

The man looked down at her, "Yes."

She lowered her voice, "Maybe you can't forget it, but you don't know it yourself, or you don't want to admit it in your heart."

Mo Shiqian looked at her angry expression, and smiled, "Chi Huan, I know better than you what a man can't forget what a woman is like—either he never mentions it, pretends he has never loved her before, or grabs her by the hand." Come back, at any cost."

Chi Huan was stunned, and had the illusion that when he said the last sentence, there was an invisible coldness in his brows and eyes.

(End of this chapter)