Chief husband, strong love!

She was just a casual sentence, and there was a bit of deliberate emotion.

After all, who does he think he is? He doesn't care what she eats.

Su Yan was about to grab the shopping bag back and let him go. Unexpectedly, he saw him reload it again.

She looked suspiciously at the man's actions.

Intuition is not that simple.

Then I saw him walk the whole shopping bag with her instant noodles to the trash can.

Su Yan was already in a bad mood. He was angry when he saw his move. "Mu Beishen, dare you!"

With a bang, before her voice fell, the whole bag went into the dustbin.

Su Yan: "

"These things have no meaning to eat." Mu Beishen looked at her thin and delicate body.

Remember what instant noodles she mentioned before.

"What I eat is meaningless. What does it have to do with you? If you break into someone else's house, what qualifications do you have to say me!" Su Yan didn't know where to start, especially when he looked serious and confident.

Not to mention whether instant noodles should be eaten or not, does she even have to get his consent to eat instant noodles?

But she certainly won't take out the things that have been poured into the dustbin.

She was even more upset when she thought of running to the supermarket in vain at the risk of being recognized.

And the risk of her being recognized soared because of him.

Mu Bei ignored her temper and took out his mobile phone. "If you're hungry, I'll have someone send something to eat."

Su Yan: "

What do you mean something to eat?

She was very upset, but she knew she couldn't change his mind.

I bought so much because I went there and picked more. Sometimes it's convenient to eat in case of emergency.

But she doesn't usually live on instant noodles.

Most of the time, Mumu will bring her food.

Usually, if she wants to eat something, compared with the risk and trouble of ordering takeout, she thinks it is most convenient to make instant noodles.

Su Yan stood silently staring at him until he finished calling.

Mu Beishen hung up the phone, only looked at her, and didn't intend to explain anything else.

"You wait." Seeing that he was really going to leave this time, Su Yan shouted at him.

She remembered what Suzuki said on the phone just now.

I always think the problem in France has something to do with him.

If he believes that Mo Qing leaked his whereabouts, he will not let it go easily according to the consistent style of the Mu family.

The time was so opportune that she couldn't think of anything else except him or Mo Qing.

Just after shouting at him, I saw the man who turned his face. The originally easy problem seemed to be stuck in the throat for a long time without saying a word.

"Forget it, nothing." Su Yan finally gave up, "you go, don't bother me."

She could only tell herself that it was no use asking such questions.

Because she didn't know whether it was ink pouring or not.

If so, what position does she have to stop him.

Not long after Mu Beishen left, the doorbell rang.

Su Yan opened the door, but there was no assistant with takeout outside.

But

It's like a team of people.

"Miss Su Yan, is your kitchen over there?"

"... yes."

"Eat these while they are hot, and we'll put the others in the refrigerator and fresh-keeping cabinet for you. By the way, do you have a refrigerator dog?"

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