Chapter 932 Good man at home

Gently tore off a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

Mo Wushang's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and his eyes were round and round.

"Yeah! Good times (eating)..."

An indistinct murmur came from the mouth stuffed with fish.

Mo Wushang couldn't believe it, without any condiments, Mingye could still cook the fish so deliciously, the tender skin was not burnt at all, even if he took a bite of the fish, it melted in the flesh before he chewed it. in the mouth.

Seeing Mo Wushang eating happily, Ming Ye disappeared in a flash, and when he came back again, he had a few carps that had been prepared, put them on wooden sticks and set them on the fire to roast them.

I don't know what method Ming Ye used in private, just after Mo Wushang finished eating one, he baked another and handed it over.

If the people in Huangquan knew that Mingye used spiritual power to grill the fish in order to finish it before Mo Wushang finished eating it, would they be fooled by their arrogant, iceberg-like master? The new spiritual power unlocked by the adults was shocking.

Facing such delicious grilled fish, Mo Wushang, who originally just wanted to satisfy his cravings by eating toothpaste, was absolutely desperate, and ate five grilled fish in one go.

When Ming Ye handed the grilled fish to her again, Mo Wushang frowned helplessly, looked at him, then patted his round belly and shrugged his shoulders, telling Ming Ye, She really couldn't take it anymore.

Ming Ye looked at Mo Wushang's appearance, smiled dotingly, and dried up the whole fish in two or three mouthfuls, obviously eating very fast, but Mo Wushang could not see a trace of it from his movements. brutal.

After eating the grilled fish, Ming Ye waved his hand and came to destroy the corpse, destroy the evidence, and sweep all the fish bones and ashes on the ground into the inner lake.

Feeling a little sleepy after eating enough, Mo Wushang stood up and yawned big, and was hugged by Ming Ye again the next moment.

"Let's go back?!"

"Um……"

Mo Wushang let out a soft whisper from his throat, quietly nestled in Ming Ye's arms and closed his eyes.

When Ming Ye went back, he was afraid that Mo Wushang would sleep uncomfortably if he was going too fast, so he slowed down on purpose.

If he called running when he came, then Ming Ye is walking slowly now.

It took less than a quarter of an hour to go, but it took more than an hour to come back.

Gently put Mo Wushang on the bed, covered her with the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Mo Wushang affectionately, the affection in those eyes was so strong that it almost melted Mo Wushang .

Stretching out his hand to caress the jade-like cheeks of the sleeping man, a happy and sweet smile appeared on Ming Ye's face, he bent down, and pressed a light kiss on Mo Wushang's forehead, but suddenly Disappeared in place, no whereabouts.

After Mingye left the room, a small white figure slowly squeezed out from the gap between the pillow and the head of the bed.

At first, the little white mouse was nestled on the edge of the pillow, dreaming sweet dreams, but suddenly felt a burst of high pressure, and immediately hid.

After these few days, the little white mouse has been able to distinguish between Su Jingmo in the daytime and Ming Ye in the nighttime, and knows how to treat these two different personalities differently.

In Su Jingmo's time, the little white mouse was generous and generous, and would sometimes bite the opponent's hand unhappily to relieve hatred.

But at night, it can avoid as far as it can.

Looking at the direction Ming Ye left just now, the little white mouse blinked its mung bean-sized eyes, as if thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)

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