Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

"Go to dinner."

"I'm not hungry."

She really didn't feel hungry and had no appetite.

"What would you like to eat?"

The man's seemingly gentle face showed irresistible strength. He swept over Yi Qiao's shoulder, "or, you can eat the noodles I cooked."

Yi Joe slanted his eyes at him.

How could this man have such a thick skin!

The three walls of the elevator are pasted with advertisements. Mo Beiting glances at them and sees a poster that says: young you, have you ever had a dream?

His eyes involuntarily looked at Shen Yiqiao, who was buried with his head and showed a long neck, and asked: "do you have a dream? Once or in the future. "

Yi Qiao eyebrows don't move, light of looking at him: "hereafter also don't want to eat the noodles that you cook to calculate?"

Mo Beiting's face suddenly sank to the water and glared at her with a bad look: "is it so bad?"

"Do you think it's delicious?"

Yi Qiao's eyes looked up and down along him, but almost didn't put the scorn on his face.

Mo Beiting was speechless for a moment.

It's not really delicious, but it's not as hard to swallow as she said. Didn't he finish it soon?

Man's thin lips unconsciously hook out a smile, "that next time you cook."

When the elevator arrived, Yi Qiao took the lead to go out, and expressed with action that she didn't want to continue this topic!

On the way back, passing a big stall of Chaozhou porridge, Mo Beiting stopped and said, "get off."

Yi Qiao followed Mo Beiting into the temporary shed. The table was a simple folding table, the bench was plastic, and there were oil stains on it.

She was a little surprised, "third brother will come to this kind of place to eat?"

In the United States, during the most difficult days, she and Lu Yan ate instant noodles for a whole month, the cheapest one.

He found a place to sit down, carefully wiped the desk and stool with a paper towel, and explained: "when I was in the team, I lived in the wild, and I ate snakes raw."

Yi Qiao's friends are not soldiers. She knows very little about that field. She was surprised to hear him say: "eat raw? Snake

"Well," Mo Beiting ordered a meal and wiped his hands and desk with a paper towel carefully. He said carelessly, "it was the first time that we lived in the wild. We were only allowed to find something to eat. Anything was OK. Animals and plants. I found a snake. Some people found earthworms, crickets and frogs. Then we gathered together..."

He stopped suddenly.

Think of Yi Qiao has a bad appetite, it is not suitable to listen to such a story before dinner.

He lightly changed the topic, "it's nothing. Most of the things in the army are boring."

Yi Qiao

She looked at Mo Beiting's hand movements, completely did not understand that he had mingled with the army, crawled and tumbled in the mud pit, and had eaten snakes raw. How could he still have such a ridiculous habit of cleanliness.

Chaozhou porridge is cooked in a special casserole. It takes a long time to wait.

It's very patient to sit and watch others eat.

She was not hungry at all, but after swallowing countless spits, she felt very hungry.

But when I think of the snake that Mo Beiting ate raw, I have no appetite!

In the end, Mo Beiting forced her to drink two bowls of porridge, but she didn't eat any.

Mo Beiting glanced at her and said lazily, "I thought you were really not afraid of heaven and earth."

"I'm not a God. How can I be fearless?" In her voice, there was an inconspicuous melancholy.

The man looked at her, deep and deep.

He couldn't see what he was thinking when he was looking at her.

Yi Qiao is a little guilty by his real eyes, so he opens the door and sits in!

Back to the villa.

Yi Qiao finally understood what he meant by "it's still early, let's go back and do something meaningful.".

She was sturdily tossed again. At dawn, she almost fainted instead of sleeping!

……

Yiqiao woke up late.

The pain on the body is severe, especially the waist. It's almost not my own.

Mo Beiting is not in the room!

When she came downstairs after washing, she just heard Xiao nianen complaining, "third brother, how can you let Shen Yiqiao live here?"

Mo Beiting frowned and was about to speak. A hoarse voice came from the stairs on the second floor.

"Where do you think I should live?"

Xiao nianen is a typical rich man with no intention. He is straightforward and has no hidden words.