Chapter 18 Are You a Pig?
As soon as she sat down, someone brought over the fragrant steak.

When the lid was lifted, it turned out to be a heart-shaped steak.

Mucheng watched, the corners of her mouth twitching.

The table is covered with white lace, which also flutters with the sea breeze.

The roses on the table reveal their fragrance.

"Ok?"

On the opposite side, Di Yao stretched out his hand and raised his wine glass.

Mucheng quickly picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with her.

Di Yao took a sip of his wine, looked at a certain direction on the beach, and then calmly withdrew his gaze.

"your hair."

He stretched out his hand suddenly, brushing away the messy hair that covered Mucheng's face.

"Uh--"

Mucheng was slightly taken aback, his fingertips were a little cold, and there was a hint of red wine.

Following his touch, the hand that was cutting the steak also stopped involuntarily.

Di Yao's eyes were unexpectedly soft.

Just when Mucheng was about to speak, Di Yao spit out extremely indifferent words from the corner of his smiling mouth.

"laugh."

Seeing him like this, Mucheng knew that it must be grandpa watching.

Even looking at Di Yao, he couldn't laugh, but he still showed a smile.

Di Yao was taken aback for a moment, her smile was beautiful, like a flower blooming, and amidst the waves, it seemed that the sound of flowers blooming could be heard.

Di Yao slowly withdrew his hand, lowered his head and ate the steak with an elegant and extremely dignified posture.

Mucheng looked at him for a moment, then lowered her head and started eating again.

After the episode just now, for some reason, the steak that tasted delicious just now was like chewing wax.

After a while, Mucheng put down the knife and fork, and her eyes lightly looked at the sea on one side.

At this time, night fell, the sun had already set, and the afterglow of the setting sun, sprinkled on the sea, had an indescribable beauty.

Mucheng just stared blankly, Di Yao curled up his fingers, and tapped the table twice.

Mucheng looked at him again.

"Is it so boring to eat with me??"

What Di Yao said was full of sarcasm.

"..."

Right!

Although she thought so in her heart, Mucheng naturally didn't dare to say it.

"Being able to have dinner with Young Master Di is the blessing of Mucheng's eight lifetimes of cultivation."

Mucheng smiled.

Looking at her smile, Di Yao suddenly found it dazzling.

True or false!
He threw away the knife and fork, grandpa left, and there was no need to continue acting.

Stand up, collapse out.

Mucheng looked at his figure, under the setting sun, it was beautiful unexpectedly.

A man like that has such a beautiful appearance.

It has to be said that Di Yao is one of the few handsome men she has ever met.

Holding a glass of red wine, Mucheng walked to another wooden house next to her.

This wooden house is different from the one we just ate.

This room is made of solid wood on three sides, only the front facing the sea is empty.

She sat on the rocking chair and rocked it gently. On both sides of the rocking chair were entangled rose flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers was accompanied by the sea breeze.

Mucheng put the red wine in her hand under her breath, and sniffed it lightly.

Such a peaceful feeling is really great.

She drank the red wine in her hand in one gulp, put the wine glass on the wooden table beside her, and listened to the sound of the waves as the rocking chair rocked.

Unknowingly fell asleep again.

"Mucheng, are you a pig? Can you fall asleep anywhere??"

Mucheng frowned, opened her eyes, and saw Di Yao standing in front of her with a displeased face.

(End of this chapter)

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