Military marriage 100 points: Chief spoils deeply

Plop, plop, the sound of a fast heartbeat.

Mubai took a step back. She took a draw from the corner of her mouth and scolded: "infatuated with your sister!"

Han Lize moved to the left, mubai moved to the right, and the distance between them opened.

Mubai glanced at him. He began to rush people. "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Han Lize: "I'm hungry."

Mubai thought he had heard wrong, "are you fucking teasing me? Did you eat the air just now?"

"How do you know?" Han Lize looked at her.

“……”

"The noodles you cooked for me last time were delicious. Cook me another bowl." Han Lize said as if he were at home.

"You..." mubai gnashed his teeth, but thought about it. After all, Han Lize helped her last time.

Forget it, it's just a bowl of noodles. Mubai glared at him and went to the kitchen.

Han Lize sat down on the sofa in the living room. In fact, he was just full, but he just didn't want to leave so soon, so he made an excuse.

Besides, the noodles she cooked are really delicious.

After a while, mubai came out with a bowl of noodles.

Han Lize saw that there was a poached egg on it. He immediately smiled, "yes, it's better than the last treatment."

Last time I had a bowl of white noodles and nothing.

This time there is also a poached egg. Does it mean that his image in mubai's heart has improved?

Mu Baibai glanced at him and didn't speak.

"You are sick, too good to eat, and make complaints about noodles."

"I can't help it. You're good at it," Han Lize said while eating.

"Do you think I will believe it?" mubai turned his eyes.

Just a bowl of noodles, the simplest basis for cooking.

"Why don't you believe it? I'm telling the truth," Han Lize said.

"I've never seen anyone. It's so reasonable to eat and drink." mubai said.

Han Lize smiled and didn't speak again.

Although Han Lize ate, he soon saw the bottom of a bowl of noodles.

They both had a tacit understanding and didn't mention what had just happened, as if nothing had happened.

"Do you have time tomorrow?" Han Lize raised his eyes.

Mubai looked at him and replied, "yes, what are you doing?"

"I'll teach you to practice dancing. We're going to shoot MV soon. Rehearse together," Han Lize said.

"All right." Mu Bai pursed his lips, "you really do. You don't choose two professional singers, but you choose me. I declare in advance that my strength in dance is like this. If I screw up at that time, it's none of my business."

I don't know what he thinks. He chose her.

Maybe the donkey kicked the brain.

Han Lize disagreed. "You mean, don't you think you can compare with them?"

"It's not that you can't compare with others. After all, people are professional. Do you want people to rub your heat? Or do you want to fry CP with others, resulting in powder loss?" mubai guessed.

Because it was negotiated before, the MV edited at that time will not let her show her face, which saves unnecessary trouble.

However, if Xia Ning and Cheng Xueer came to shoot, it would be different.

Mu Bai's question made Han lizerton a bit. He didn't care about those.

He just doesn't want to shoot them. There's no reason.

"The noodles are delicious. Come back next time and go." Han Lize got up and reached for the coat next to him.