Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 213 Can You Eat Thin Skinned?
The red sunset sank into the bottom of the sea, and the thin night fog obscured the tranquility of Tahiti.

"Little Chengzi, get up and eat."

She turned over and muttered in a daze, "Uh... sleepy..."

Hu Qiaoguang chuckled, lifted the quilt, stood beside the bed, and stretched out his hand to her, "Get up, go take a shower, and then go downstairs to eat."

The round copper bell eyes are reluctant to open even a crack, so they gorgeously miss the row of attractive wheat-colored abdominal muscles.

However, after coming out of the bathroom, Cheng Moqiong sat on the bed and stared angrily at someone who had no repentance, his face was full of remorse.

Why did she provoke this kind of wolf who was suffering from advanced color cancer?
Hu Qiaoguang stood beside her, looked at her with crooked smiles, and jokingly said, "Little Chengzi, it's easy for me to think that you are dissatisfied with what you want."

"Dissatisfied with your sister!" Cheng Moqiong gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes, "Hu Qiaoguang, I really misjudged you..."

"It's okay, knowing what's wrong can make a big difference." Hu Qiaoguang added a knife proudly, "It's not too late to get to know me again now."

With a bitter face, Cheng Moqiong wept helplessly: "It's too late..."

Is he really coming too fast?Hu Qiaoguang touched his nose and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go down to eat."

Cheng Haoqiong pursed her lips, with an aggrieved expression on her face, "I won't go."

Didn't you just say you were hungry?Hu Qiaoguang frowned, and asked suspiciously: "What? Aren't you hungry?"

"I can't walk."

Her voice was small, but it reached his ears clearly.

"Then I'll carry you down."

"No."

"Why?"

Cheng Haoqiong pushed aside the hair hanging around her neck, pointed to the red marks of different shades on it, and asked, "How do I get down?"

Hu Qiaoguang reached out and rubbed these mottled spots, and said disapprovingly: "It's okay, it's normal. Besides, who in this room dare to laugh at you?"

"I'm not as thick-skinned as you."

"You are thin-skinned, can you eat? You don't plan to eat anymore?"

Cheng Haoqiong thought for a moment before saying, "Go and serve it to me."

Hu Qiaoguang nodded, turned and walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, Cheng Moqiong warned again, uneasy: "You serve it yourself, absolutely don't let others in!"

As soon as they came here, they stayed in the room for such a long time, and now only Hu Qiaoguang came out alone.When Steward Xia, who had already become a human being, caught a glimpse of the red spots on his neck, he didn't know anything.

There was a gratified smile on his kind face, the pigs that had been raised for so many years finally knew how to cook.It seems that they will have a young mistress soon.

"Old butler."

When he usually greeted the old housekeeper, he would always talk to him enthusiastically.Why is it so unusual today?Hu Qiaoguang called again in doubt, "Old butler."

"Huh? Master Qiao." Finally recovering from the joy in his fantasy, Steward Xia smiled respectfully, "Master Qiao, how long will you stay here this time?"

Hu Qiaoguang always felt that the old butler's smile was a bit weird today, and his ears didn't seem to work very well.It seems that he is really old, and time is not forgiving.

"We stay here for the New Year."

When Housekeeper Xia heard that Hu Qiaoguang was staying here for the New Year, the smile lines on his face deepened, and he said again and again: "That's good, that's good..."

In the past few years, there has been no owner here to celebrate the New Year, and the atmosphere at home has weakened a lot.

He and Liu Shu have lived here for so many years, the old housekeeper treats them like his own grandson.Hu Qiaoguang naturally knew that Steward Xia was looking forward to celebrating the New Year with them.

Thinking of his purpose of going downstairs, Hu Qiaoguang said politely: "Old housekeeper, please prepare some meals for me, and I will take them back to my room to eat."

As soon as you come here, you have to stay in the room to eat?Steward Xia asked nervously, "Is Mistress Qiao uncomfortable?"

"Miss Qiao?"

How could he express his thoughts before things were settled?Steward Xia patted his mouth in frustration, "Miss Cheng..."

Hu Qiaoguang narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "That's a good name..."

"Huh?" Steward Xia, who was still remorseful, paused when he heard his words, and then laughed loudly, "Hahaha...it seems that something good is coming for Master Qiao..."

Hu Qiaoguang shook his head and said with a smile, "Heh, from today onwards, tell them to call her Young Mistress Qiao."

Cheng Moqiong, who was sitting on the bed waiting for her meal, was chatting and playing with her mobile phone in every possible way. When she heard the sound of the door opening, her eyes lit up.

It's delicious!
The small mouth swallowed saliva, and the eyes were shining with covetous light.

"Hurry up! I'm starving to death!"

All Cheng Moqiong's eyes were focused on the food in Hu Qiaoguang's hand.After she was [-]% full, she raised her head and found that someone was staring at her with a smile on her face.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not a rib."

Cheng Moqiong picked up a piece of ribs and put it in his mouth, staring at him suspiciously.

Hu Qiaoguang picked up a tissue to wipe off the sauce on the corner of her mouth, "You are much better than ribs."

"Have you tried it?" Cheng Moqiong rolled his eyes at him, and said with disdain speechlessly.

"Didn't you try it just now?"

"Wh..." Cheng Moqiong retorted first, but suddenly realized the stain hidden in his words, blushed instantly, and cursed secretly, "Rogue!"

"Do you think I'm delicious, or they are delicious?"

"Need to say?" Cheng Moqiong gave him a look of "Isn't this nonsense", picked up a piece of chicken and threw it into his mouth, chewing contentedly, "Of course these are delicious!"

Hu Qiaoguang had known for a long time that she would rather choose food than him, so he continued leisurely: "It's a pity that they are gone after eating, but I can reuse them."

Cheng Moqiong narrowed her eyes, glanced at him dissatisfied, picked up a big piece of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with disgust, "You'd better eat well and stop talking."

Under Cheng Zhuqiong's repeated statements and warnings, Hu Qiaoguang spent a difficult and difficult night peacefully.

After a night's rest, although my legs were still a little weak, I could still stand up and go downstairs for dinner.

Walking along the spacious corridor and the winding stairs to the first floor, Cheng Moqiong always felt that others looked at her strangely.

Obviously she has covered her neck tightly with a silk scarf, why do they still look at themselves with colored eyes?

Cheng Haoqiong sat down on the opened stool, nervously put her head next to Hu Qiaoguang's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Old Guang, do you think there is something wrong with me?"

"No."

"Then why do they look at me so strangely?"

"You can ask them."

"never mind."

What if it's because of a guilty conscience and self-indulgence?
Cheng Moqiong puffed her cheeks depressedly, waiting for others to bring her breakfast.

The servant put the exquisite breakfast in front of Hu Qiaoguang, and said respectfully: "Master Qiao, have a meal."

When someone put breakfast in front of her eyes, what that person said almost knocked her down.

"Miss Qiao, have dinner."

Cheng Moqiong's eyes widened in surprise, "What... what... the young mistress? Who taught you?"

"Young Master Qiao ordered us to call you that."

Cheng Moqiong, who couldn't laugh or cry, blushed and shouted, "Hu Qiaoguang, what good thing have you done?"

(End of this chapter)