Ji Feiyue didn't refuse this time. She picked up the teacup and sipped it gently under Mo Xin's gaze.

In that slightly bitter mixed with some fragrance, let Ji Fei Yue can't help but pick the next eyebrow.

"Master Mo's tea is really superb."

Mo Xin pour also modest, smile will Ji Fei Yue in front of the quilt and full, "nine Yue Miss falsely praise, but is the tea is good."

Ji Feiyue's eyes fell on the tea on the side. If she was right, it should be top-quality Pu'er tea.

Just then, a fragrance came from the door.

Ji Fei Yue can't help but pick eyebrows and serve.

All dressed in overalls, the waiters came in with all kinds of delicacies in their hands.

Mo Xin put down the cup and made a gesture to Ji Fei Yue, "Miss Jiu Yue doesn't have to be restrained. Please take a seat."

Ji Feiyue got up from the teahouse and went to the dining table. "Master Mo, don't worry. I'm not the kind of person who wants to lose face."

In her eyes, only food can live up to her.

Mo Xin 枂 couldn't help but low smile voice, "nine Yue miss is really lovely."

It is this sentence that successfully stops Ji Feiyue.

Ji Feiyue's eyes can't help but get a little deeper. This sentence... She seems to have heard it somewhere.

For a while, Ji Fei Yue couldn't remember anything, so he just didn't want to take a seat.

Mo Xin 枂 picked up the chopsticks gracefully and put a lot of dishes in Ji Fei Yue's plate.

Everything is her favorite.

It should be said that the dishes at this table are all her favorite tastes.

Ji Feiyue's eyes suddenly become complicated. Is it a coincidence or?

It should be just a coincidence. After all, what Mo Xin ordered is the specialty of this restaurant.

See Ji Fei Yue eat full face happiness, Mo Xin in the eyes of not, lest a little soft light, very light very light, let a person hard to notice.

Mo Xiao has been following Mo Xin for many years. Although he can't get insight into Mo Xin's mind all the time, he can still catch some strange things.

When he saw the soft light at the bottom of Mo Xin's eyes, he was stunned.

He had never seen the second master show such a look.

Or to a woman.

Mo Xiao thinks it's incredible, and thinks it's a mistake.

When he looked at the past again, the bottom of Mo Xin's eyes had returned to the former calm, but Mo Xin clenched his left hand and coughed at the thin lip.

Mo Xiao knew that it was the second master's subconscious cover up action.

It seems that... This is really a different existence for the second master.

"Master Mo's voice is not very comfortable?" Ji Fei Yue can't help but lift Mou to ask a way.

"That's all right. I think I've got a cold."

Ji Fei Yue finally raises his head from a pile of delicious food, and his eyes move to Mo Xin.

He is wearing more ordinary everyday clothes, looking a little thin, but Ji Feiyue is sharp eyed to see that the material of this dress is by no means comparable to ordinary everyday clothes.

Tut, I'm a man who wants manners but not temperature.

"I said, master Mo, don't blame me for speaking directly. It's strange that you don't get cold because you are so thin in winter. Everyone has a love for beauty. I can understand that, but I can't ask for grace without temperature, can I? "

Mo Xin 枂's eyes smile, so quietly listening to Ji Fei Yue preaching.

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