Leng Jun Ao cleared his throat. His hot eyes were still staring at the woman, and he forbeared to move his body and heart. He said insincerely: "eat hot pot!"

My mind echoed what the shadow said two days ago: even if Xi'er is immune to your touch, it doesn't mean you can sleep with her!

Think of here, cold Jun Ao's mood a burst of inexplicable irritability, once again oil rise want to swing a fist will spend thin shadow beat a meal of impulse!

OK is OK! No, no!

What? Maybe, maybe, just in case. He's had enough of these ambiguous words!

Hua Shuying's name as the best doctor in the world is just a false name in his eyes now!

Just as the man's mind drifted away, Zhao Wanxi, with red cheeks, lit two prepared hotpots, and put the big pots of snowflake meat pieces on the table brought by Jin Yan. She secretly praised the knife work of the golden needle lady!

Soon, the soup in the pot was boiling, and the smell was full of fragrance. Suddenly, Zhao Wanxi's stomach was full of greedy insects, and she swallowed: "can I have instant boiled meat?"

Leng junao took off his tightly wrapped black robe, sat down opposite Zhao Wanxi, looked at her quietly and calmly, and nodded: "eat!"

Suddenly, without the cover of the silver mask, in the face of the man's beautiful face, Zhao Wanxi's heart beat faster, just like a deer bumping.

When she was stunned, the man had already picked up the long chopsticks to hold the meat, rolled it twice in the boiling hot pot, and the cooked tender meat fell into the bowl in front of Zhao Wanxi.

The familiar picture of deja vu is the same as that of Leng junao in the past. Every time she ate at the same table, she didn't have to work hard at all. The bowl in front of her was always piled up into a hill.

Warmth comes to my heart.

When a man irons meat, he has the right timing. One less part is not cooked, and one more part is old. It's just like Zhao Wanxi's taste. She is very happy to eat.

However, she soon noticed that Leng junao didn't eat a mouthful of it himself, and then said, "why don't you eat it? I can't finish all these pieces of meat by myself... "

Leng junao gave a faint smile: "you eat first! I'm not hungry yet

Zhao Wanxi immediately responded that the man was intentional!

He was worried that his poison would kill her carelessly, so he was always on guard.

"What's the point of eating hot pot alone, Jun Ao? I'm immune to your poison. Didn't you see it with your own eyes last time?"

She frowned, suddenly lost interest in food, although the man's careful protection, but let her feel alienated and uncomfortable.

See her suddenly not happy, Leng Jun Ao engraved handsome face slightly stiff, a few seconds, slowly will just rinse the meat into his mouth, chew slowly: "OK, eat together!"

Zhao Wanxi said nothing and stared at him.

Leng junao is not at ease when she stares at him. She grabs the meat in the hot pot in front of her again and is about to deliver it to her mouth. Suddenly Leng buting comes to her mouth and Zhao Wanxi snatches the meat from the tip of his chopsticks.

In an instant, time is almost still. Leng Jun's eagle eyes are wide and his face suddenly changes.

Is this woman dying?

However, Zhao Wanxi chewed the meat with relish. Her black eyelashes flickered and she did not forget to wink at the man playfully. She said, "it's delicious!"

She's not poisoned! Taking food from his used chopsticks is still safe.