Mu Mian hummed: "you care about me."

The second young master of Tang reaches out and presses his temple. How does this girl feel like a rebellious child.

Tang Jian put the bowl and chopsticks in her hand: "eat, eat, let six uncle send you home."

Mu Mian's face deviated: "do not eat."

Tang Jian pulled a chair and sat down beside her. Then, he picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the table. Naturally, he took a ball of rice and sent it to her mouth.

Mu Mian is in a daze. Don Jian, this is. Do you want to feed her?

How could he do that?

She found that her backbone seemed to be unable to hold on. She was so easily shaken that she was always moved by his trivial little actions.

She really has no stand.

She snorted, "just let me eat white rice?"

He then held the chopsticks, clip a piece of mustard, and then sent it to her mouth.

It seems that his former noble conduct no longer exists, as if his every move now is so reasonable.

Mu Mian glanced at the mustard, relying on the pet and proud: "I want to eat meat."

Where is the bottom line of Tang er? She thought.

Tang Jian patiently put down the mustard and took a piece of meat with skin.

"I don't like fat food."

The second young master of Tang's forehead suddenly jumped twice. He was about to be angry, as if to be angry.

She thought that the next second in front of the people will bowl and chopsticks on the table, and then say, like to eat or not to serve you.

However, to his surprise, he held on to the chopsticks with his slender fingers, gritted his teeth and looked at her, and then re clamped a piece of pure lean meat.

Mu Mian opens his lips and is about to speak. Tang Jian picks his eyebrows: "dare to be choosy again."

Mu Mian was wronged: "I didn't ask you to feed me, could you not feed me? You've been with me for so long, don't you know what I like and what I don't like? "

Don Ji'an didn't notice.

He glanced at her, and then at the piece of meat in his chopsticks. His anger was half gone: "do you like this meat?"

"In fact, I prefer fish, chicken, shrimp to pork..."

The second young master of Tang put that piece of lean meat into her mouth directly. The girl really said so many one, two, three, four and five.

Mu Mian's cheeks were bulging and staring at him angrily: "what are you doing? Why are you so rude? "

The second young master of Tang has never served others. He seldom rises to serve once. He is also criticized by all kinds of people. Can he agree?

We will not agree.

He raised his eyebrow: "today only pork, no chicken, duck and fish, so make do with it."

Mu Mian chewed the lean meat angrily and reached out to grab the chopsticks in his hand: "I'll eat it myself, I don't need you to feed it."

He dodged: "don't make a fuss. I'll feed you."

Mu Mian looked at him plaintively: "I am healthy. Why should you feed me?"

"Tang Ji'an will not eat any more

Mu Mian glanced at him: "you know that the food should be cold. Then you should eat it yourself and eat your own."

Tang Jian insisted on feeding her: "open your mouth."

Mu Mian knew that she could not be stubborn to Tang Jian in any case, so she could only compromise.

He did these things, and it seemed that he didn't disobey him at all.

Moreover, Tang Jian found that he enjoyed taking care of Mu Mian. Mu Mian, who was fed by him, was like a child. He sat down and waited for him to feed him. He was extremely clever.

Tang Er found a new interest.