Beloved of Bossy President

Mu Zijin took the paper towel, got permission, and finally could vomit at ease.

However, he put the paper towel on his mouth, even if he vomited, his movements were elegant and did not affect the appearance of the city at all.

When he vomited, Mingke sent another cup of tea: "gargle your mouth and spit out everything. People say it's easy to get stones when you eat it."

Mu Zijin took over, without saying a word, poured a mouthful of tea into her mouth, and took over the empty bowl she handed over, then vomited all the dirty water into the bowl.

It's rare for a snail to be in such a mess. When he's finished, Mingke picks up his chopsticks and picks them out, but he doesn't pick out another bad one.

There was only one bad snail among so many snails. He picked it up.

She was a little helpless. She picked up the snail shell he had just thrown on the table, sent it to him and explained to him, "look, if you open a mouth like this, it's black and you can't see the snail meat inside, it's bad. If you see it later, you must not eat it."

Mu Zijin looked at the shell of the snail, and finally saw that it was different from other snails. He really couldn't see the flesh of the snail.

Just now, he sucked all the mud out, and now it's flowing out. It really looks disgusting. Disgusting makes him not want to touch the dish of snail any more.

"Everything else is good." Mingke looked at him and knew what he was thinking in his heart. He couldn't help laughing again: "it's your own carelessness. Come on, try this. It's absolutely good."

She put one in front of him.

Mu Son Jin is busy to wave a hand way: "don't eat, looking at careful person."

"No, a man as big as you is afraid of even a snail." Isn't it just a bad one? Is it necessary to resist like this?

Mu Son Jin chou her one eye, let him surprised is, now in front of him of name can, her eye ground no longer tonight facing him of that gloomy, but changed a kind of joyful light.

As in the past, a pair of eyes bright, let a person look at, actually a little reluctant to move his eyes.

"Are you not angry?" He asked suddenly.

Mingke was stunned. Then he remembered that the relationship between himself and him seemed to recover too quickly. They are not friends now.

However, after such a disturbance, my heart seems to have less resentment towards him. Now in retrospect, I don't care much about those things.

She also handed the snail on the chopsticks and picked an eyebrow: "if you eat this, the past will be written off."

"Seriously?" He raised his eyebrows.

"I don't like to tell lies as much as you do." She nodded her lips and murmured.

Mu Zijin looked at her, looked at her for a long time, and finally laughed: "it's not stingy, and I'm not always hating you?"

She took the chopsticks and put the snails on her chopsticks. After a careful look, she did not find anything unusual, so she carefully put them on her lips. She still had a little shadow in her heart and was a little afraid.

Fortunately, this time it was snail meat, not mud.

Swallowing that piece of snail meat, he looked at her again and seriously asked, "that's it. I don't care about the past, do I?"

"Why didn't I find you so wordy before?" His name was white. He glanced at the dishes on the table. Suddenly, the corner of his lips hooked up and pushed the dishes to him: "I still can't forgive you too quickly. It's all your fault. You eat all the dishes here and this pot of porridge."

She also pushed the pot of porridge, a trace of mischievous smile at the bottom of her eyes: "eat all, the past resentment will be written off."

Mu Zi Jin's vision once swept all things on the table, don't talk, but in the heart already pondered, want to press what order to swallow these things, can guarantee to swallow to the utmost extent?

"What you say is what you say?" He asked.

Name can nod, answer seriously: "calculate words."

Two seconds later, Mu Zijin brought the dish of Sufu Tongxin to the front of him, then he buried his head and ate it bitterly.

Mingke was just joking with him, but she found out again that the second son of Mu family was really serious and didn't like joking.

It was not long before he solved most of the problem of Sufu macaroni. Later, without any pause, he took the pot of porridge and served her a bowl. Then he took a big spoon and ate it in the pot. Even the spoon was too slow to eat.

In fact, Mingke didn't really want to embarrass her like this. She wanted to say it to him several times. She was really not angry, but seeing him eating so seriously, she couldn't say it again.

In the heart, there is a bit of bitterness.

If at first he didn't approach her with the purpose of deceiving her, wouldn't they be different now?

In fact, she can see that even if Mu Zijin has a purpose to approach himself, many times what he does for her is sincere.

She watched him quietly until he finished the porridge and brought the pepper and salt spareribs in front of her. She suddenly woke up, picked up chopsticks and put a few pieces in her bowl."You're finished. What shall I eat?" She nodded her lips.

Mu Zijin pushed the ribs in front of her and looked at her: "pick quickly, pick what you like, I want to start."

"It's bad for the stomach to eat so fast." She said softly.

Mu Son Jin is looking at her again, the vision is soft down: "care about me?"

Pick pick eyebrow, and looked at her, then immediately put the ribs back to his front, picked up chopsticks picked up a piece.

Before starting, he threw out a few helpless words: "I heard that there is enough food in the stomach, and I will feel full within 15 minutes. I'm afraid I'll eat too slowly, and it's hard to swallow when I'm full."

Mingke didn't speak. He just looked at him quietly. He ate the ribs very fast, but he didn't cheat at all. He ate all the meat he could eat.

It was not until he got rid of the spare ribs that he took the snail to himself. He didn't even use chopsticks. He held out his slender finger and grabbed it. Only when he ate one, he would carefully look at what was inside, and then he dared to put it on his lips.

Looking at such Mu Son Jin, the name can in the heart that sour Chu added a few minutes more.

In fact, it's really unnecessary. Even if she doesn't mention the past, she won't be able to make friends with him, let alone have further contacts.

Is it necessary for him to do this for someone who can no longer have a relationship with him? Is he not afraid of another gastroenteritis and another hospital stay?

But mu Zijin obviously didn't have so many ideas as her. When she ate, she didn't have any other thoughts. Little by little, that plate of snail was solved by him very quickly, and there were only a little bits and pieces left.

Mingke looked back and ignored him. After eating the ribs in the bowl, he began to help eat them.