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"Are you ok?"

Seeing her lovely expression of anger with her forehead covered and pouting, Mo yanjue even sniggered very unkindly.

"I'll bump into you and see if you're ok?"

Originally, I was in a bad mood. I was hit for some reason. I was even more depressed. When I heard the man ask her like this, I naturally hated her severely.

"Come on, if hitting me can make you happy, then you can hit me." The man looked sincere and bent down to give her a chance to bump her.

Hearing this, Mu Qiqi was even more unhappy. He frowned and looked at him, leaving a sentence: "boring!" Then cross him and go downstairs.

Seeing her angry and lovely expression, Mo yanjue was in a good mood, and pursued downstairs with leisurely and leisurely steps.

In the dining room, the servant saw Muqiqi coming down from the upstairs, and immediately put the prepared night on the table, "madam, please have dinner."

Muqiqi politely said thanks to the servant, and then sat down at the dinner table. To be honest, she woke up after a sleep. She was really hungry. Now she just wanted to have a good meal.

Just picked up the chopsticks, some annoying person sat on the next chair and stared at her.

"Would you like some, too?" Being watched so by him, Muqiqi could eat, so he had to ask him a sour question.

"You have. I have." The corner of the mouth gently raised, the bottom of the eye is full of her doting, undisguised.

"Then can I have an opinion?" Seeing that he couldn't hear the sound, Muqiqi simply put down his chopsticks and covered his bright eyes with a layer of warm anger.

Handsome eyebrow tip slightly picked up, as if the face of the sculpture dyed with a little smile, "you say."

"Can I trouble you to stay away from me when I eat?" Mu Qiqi was quite dissatisfied and said his own demands.

Mo yanjue smiled, "afraid I will see you?"

"Ah!" Afraid?

She's not afraid of it!

Who does he think he is? Don't you succeed?

She's not afraid.

He was so hungry that he didn't bother to talk with him so much. He took a vicious look at him, picked up chopsticks again, and ate two bowls of hot noodles and a small dish of vegetables, even the soup at the bottom of the bowl.

Under this, the smile in Mo yanjue's eyebrows is stronger, "full?"

Muqiqi put down his chopsticks, took out a paper towel, wiped his mouth, and replied angrily, "how about having enough? How about not having enough? "

"I can do it for you if I don't have enough."

The low and warm voice sounded beside me, and the action of Muqiqi wiping his mouth made a slight pause.

Then the whole man looked at him in surprise, "what do you say? Do you make this hot noodle? "

Looking at his surprised expression, Mo yanjue's curve on his lips was deeper. "What can't you do?"

Muqiqi was shocked and waved repeatedly, "no, No."

After a few seconds, he continued: "before I mean, three years ago, did you cook for me? "

This is totally beyond Muqiqi's understanding of a richest man. Aren't the richest people living in the news all served by servants around them? How could he come here and cook by himself?

"Yes."

When it comes to this, moyanjue is actually a little guilty. Three years ago, he didn't cherish every moment they were together, so that he regretted for a long time after his accident. So when she came back to him, he decided to take care of her daily life.

Muqiqi's mouth was opened wide enough to plug the next egg