Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

"I don't want to go down. Send it up."

Emily could hear that she was not happy, but she was more afraid of Ji Yunan's gloomy face.

"But madam..."

Shi Sheng throws the towel that is wiping her hair on the corner table. She doesn't want to lose her temper with Emily, but she has been living in the shadow of Ji Yunan all day. Shi Sheng can't control her anger.

"Since my wife's words don't work, don't call me wife. Call me my name later."

She raised her hand to close the door, and a man's arm stretched out from the dead corner of her sight to support the door.

The man came out of the shadow and said, "go down to eat."

Shi Sheng frowned and didn't speak, but the look of resistance in his eyes was obvious.

"If you don't want me to sleep in another room at night, do whatever you want."

"Ji Yunan," she called him by name and surname, biting her lips, and her face was interwoven with anger and grievance, "you don't want me to go out now. You don't want to see anyone. With your consent, you have to take care of eating. Have you suddenly become a woman?"

"No He frowned. Although his face was not happy, his tone was light and he could not hear the meaning of annoyance.

Shi Sheng is curious about how he is not angry, and his reply is so crisp and sharp. He doesn't have the same venomous tongue as before. Then he hears his next words, "even if my personality changes, I won't be a woman. Now I miss you every minute and every second, and there is no time when I have no memory or no interest in you."

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

Her delicate face was full of anger, and her teeth were pursing her lips.

Emily had already come downstairs when he flashed out of the shadow. Now there were only two of them in the corridor, but Shi Sheng was still very uncomfortable.

Every word said: "Ji Yunan, why don't you die."

This man is more and more shameless, she pointed to the direction of the stairs, "you roll down for me."

Look at him again, she can't help beating people.

"Five minutes, if I don't see you in the restaurant, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

A fool knows what he acquiesces in.

Shi Sheng throws the door impolitely, changes a suit of clothes and goes downstairs to have a meal.

Emily is setting dishes and chopsticks. Ji Yunan is not here. His usual seat is empty, and there is no sign of pulling it apart.

"Madam, dinner is ready, young master..."

These are the menus that the young master made by himself according to his wife's usual preferences.

She was afraid that her wife knew it was the young master's order, and she was in a bad mood and refused to eat. Half of her words, she stopped in a hurry and said, "what you like to eat is what you make."

Shi Sheng opens the dining stool to sit down, and glances at the dishes on the table. Most of them are the dishes she likes to eat, but Ji Yunan doesn't touch them.

There are many kinds, far more than usual.

When Sheng lowers his head to eat, it is clear that he usually likes to eat dishes with complete color, fragrance and flavor. Today, it is as light as chewing wax.

Maybe he was so angry by the man that he lost his appetite. When he took two mouthfuls, he put down his chopsticks and bowls. "Doesn't he eat?"

Although she was not happy when she asked, Emily was overjoyed and quickly replied, "the young master said that he would come down for dinner, but he was burning when he came back. Would he faint due to lack of strength?"

Although she knows that Emily is suspected of exaggerating, Shi Sheng is still lost.

It turns out that she just felt Ji Yunan's hot breath upstairs. It's really not the illusion of being blinded by the kiss.

He has a cold.

Have a fever.

Shi Sheng had no appetite for dinner. "Did you call Taylor?"

"The young master won't, he won't even tell you."

Shi Sheng didn't speak any more. His expression seemed very light, and he didn't care at all.

Emily backed away in silence.

The atmosphere in the living room was completely silent.

After eating half a bowl of rice, Shi Sheng put down his chopsticks and went upstairs.

After Ji Yunan's room, she still stopped, stood at the door, hesitated for a few seconds, and then directly pushed the door in.

Her character is not that kind of procrastination, even if these days because of the past disputes become a little affectation, but will not clearly want to go in and have a look, still standing at the door wandering for decades of hesitation.

The room didn't turn on the light or draw the curtain. Although the light was dark, you could still see the shadow in the bed clearly.

Probably the cause of the cold, the man's breathing is very heavy.