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"I don't come often." At the moment, the son Mu unexpectedly flashed what not to start to smile an idea.

He picked up the boiling water and poured some into their bowls. While washing the dishes with tea, he said calmly, "I've had two or three times at most before and after."

"Because of cocoa?" At that moment, Xiao Xiang seemed to understand a lot from his happy eyes.

Hear cocoa these two words, Mu Zijin's eyes slightly stagnated next, thought, still nodded, lip corners keep a little soft: "the first time she was taken to the big food stall to eat, also because the stomach in the middle of the night went to the hospital, however, the thing is OK, the taste is not necessarily worse than the big hotel."

"That's to say, the food in the big stalls is the best. Coco and I like to come to this kind of place. As for the food in the big hotels, it's just beautiful. It doesn't really taste good." Speaking of this, Xiao Xiang came to strength, a round of mouth and he said what delicious.

In the end, I only heard Mu Zijin's low voice and asked, "what does she usually like to eat?"

Xiao Xiang slightly Leng next, heart suddenly pan over a little sour.

It turns out that Mu Er Shao has never forgotten her love for Mingke. At the beginning, two people once fell in love. Although Mingke said that Mu Zijin's love was fake, he just wanted to make Beiming night hate her, but Xiao Xiang didn't think Mu Er Shao's love was fake at all.

On the contrary, she can see Mu Zijin's sincere feelings for Mingke, but now Mingke is already a person of Beiming night, even his wife.

She lowered her eyes, a little embarrassed, even Mu Zijin also realized that this question might be wrong.

Just about to say something, Xiao Xiang said: "cocoa, like me, tastes very mixed. There is no one I particularly like. However, when she comes out at night, she will definitely ask for fried snails and a pot of porridge, but before we were too poor to afford too many things. In general, it's a small pot of porridge, a dish of snails, and a small dish of vegetables. Sometimes it's more luxurious, and you'll have a spicy and salted spareribs. "

"Aren't you Miss Xiao's third daughter?" Mu Son Jin has a little doubt, the name can that wench doesn't have what money also calculate, not only the family circumstance is general, she also loathe to spend money lavishly.

But Xiao Xiang, as the third miss of Xiao's family, was born in private, but he was not so poor.

But Xiao Xiang laughed, looked at him and said: "after I went to university, I supported myself by myself. My tuition and living expenses were earned by my part-time job. After the college entrance examination, I went to find a summer job, just in time to pay the tuition for the first academic year."

Mu Zijin doesn't know what to say. Maybe everyone has his own helplessness behind him. He can't evaluate it.

"I heard that Xiao is yours now, but it seems that I have never heard you talk about Xiao." After Sufu Tongxin dish is sent up, Mu Zijin asks casually again.

"Xiao is still the same. I don't know much about business, so I have to leave everything to the next person. However, there are no longer two elder brothers in charge of me who are willing to invest their money in this kind of thing. We should tighten up a little and the company is running well. I occasionally go back to have a look and get to know the situation, but basically I can't deal with anything. "

Speaking of this, Xiao Xiang began to hesitate again. Today, I came out with him to ask him some questions, but I didn't know how to open my mouth.

After thinking about it, she said: "before muzichuan left, he transferred two people from his side to work for Xiao. Now they are basically dealing with a lot of things about Xiao."

Quietly raised eyebrow angle to see Mu Son Jin one eye, see his facial expression unexpectedly have a bit gloomy, seem to mention Mu son Chuan of time, his mood also some dignified, this dignified one side let Xiao Xiang in the heart more uneasy.

She looked at Mu Zijin and bit her lower lip. She finally summoned up her courage and asked, "where is Zichuan now? He hasn't contacted me for a long time. I haven't heard from him since he left, but I can see from the news that Mingchuan has Already... "

"Mingchuan has been sold to others." Mu Son Jin interface way.

"Why?" Although Xiao Xiang had known about it for a long time, his five fingers with chopsticks were still tightening: "he Why did he sell Mingchuan? What the hell is he doing? "

"I don't know. Maybe it's a person who has traveled all over the world." Mu Zijin's gloom flashed away. He raised his slender eyelashes and looked at her. He said: "it's OK. Don't think too much. Maybe he just felt that he was too tired in the past. Now that he sold Mingchuan, he'd find a space to go out for a walk. Maybe when he walked again, he would feel better when he came back."

Xiao Xiang also want to ask what, the waiter and a dish of fried snail sent over.

Mu Zijin said: "eat it. If you don't eat anything, it will be cold. Coco said that snails will smell fishy when they are cold, so Try it while it's hot. "

Seeing Xiao Xiang's gloomy face, he said, "if you are destined to meet, you'd better forget him if he doesn't want to see you. You are still so young, don't have this kind of psychological burden. If some feelings are really destined not to belong to you, it's useless to think too much. "

"And you?" Xiao Xiang didn't look at him. He just looked at the hot fried snail on the table and said with a bitter smile, "can you do this yourself and easily forget your past feelings? Even if that person doesn't look for you, even if there is no news, can you still keep your heart calm and stop paying attention to anything about her? "Mu Son Jin doesn't talk, he can't do, if can do, oneself won't lead so depressed.

Therefore, he could not find words to comfort the girl in front of him.

In the end, he just said faintly: "eat it. We'll talk about it later."

……

Ming didn't expect that she would go to sleep in the arms of Beiming night. When she woke up the next day, she saw his face magnified infinitely in her eyes.

Looking down at himself, people pillow on his arm, underwear on his body

She doesn't have the habit of wearing underwear to sleep, but she should have worn it before she went to sleep last night. This man

Looking at him again, his shirt had already been completely abandoned. Now they were holding each other tightly. The intimate touch made her realize clearly what was going on in front of her Indescribable ambiguity.

He moved in his arms. He was about to get up as soon as possible and leave the big bed. He was also far away from the man. Unexpectedly, he suddenly stretched out his hand. It was like when he was sleeping in the middle of the night, his long arm crossed her waist and took her to his arms.

Before Mingke began to refuse, Beiming night, still with her eyes closed, turned over and pressed her under her. Her thin lips, which were somewhat cool, vaguely found her lips and then opened their mouths to kiss he