Chapter 123

Rong's mother rushed forward and looked at Mu Beiting and said, "young master, you should be gentle with girls. You are the one who talks to your wife Ah? Your mouth is bleeding, young master

Looking at Mu Beiting's thin lips, Rong Ma was stunned again.

The bloodstain on his lips was darker than that of Suxiang's, almost forming a blood scab.

Su Xiangwan looks at Mu Beiting with some embarrassment. His face is flushed, but he has not been able to slow down.

Mu Beiting glanced at her faintly and said to Rong Ma, "it's OK. She prefers heavy taste."

"Mu Beiting!"

Seeing a pair of eyes have fallen on their own body, a pair of clear appearance, Su Xiang evening gas straight stomp feet.

Mu Beiting looked at her with a smile.

Su snorted to the evening, turned and ran upstairs, forgetting the purpose of looking for Rong ma.

Back in the bedroom, Su Xiangwan let out a light breath and wiped her mouth in the mirror, and the blood on it fell off.

Turn to lean on the washing table, can't help but think of that scene.

My cheek was a little bit hot.

Mu Beiting Do you like her?

Thinking of this possibility, she couldn't help losing her mind.

But a few seconds later, she dropped her eyes again.

What can I do if I like it.

Men are fond of the new and detest the old, and their faces will grow old one day.

It's just a matter of love.

Thinking of the tragic death in his previous life, Su Xiangwan's heart was a little cold.

Turn to pour a handful of cold water, cool, thorough heart.

……

Half an hour later, Su Xiangwan first surveyed Mu Beiting's whereabouts, and then went downstairs again.

"Ma'am If you need anything, just call us. " Rong Ma spoke in a warm voice and seemed to like her very much.

"Well I'm looking for something... "

Sue walked into the kitchen and made a turn.

Mojia's kitchen is very large, which will add up to more than 100 square meters.

Clear zoning and sufficient reserves.

Su Xiangwan, wearing a pair of big faced slippers, walks on the bright floor tiles, but his eyes have been looking back and forth on the console.

"Ma'am What are you looking for Rong Ma couldn't help speaking again.

Su Xiangwan stopped and lowered her voice: "Rong Ma, do you have a knife here?"

"Knife? What knife? "

"Well So long It's so wide. "

Su stretched out his scallion fingers to the evening and made a serious comparison.

Rong Ma nodded and asked, "kitchen knife?"

"Well Also It's OK. "

Su Xiangwan hesitated and nodded.

"Wait."

Immediately, Rong's mother opened a cupboard, in which a whole row of bright kitchen knives came into view.

Su took a mouthful of water and walked slowly forward.

Rich people It's different

Even a kitchen knife, we have to prepare dozens of them.

Su Xiang evening left pick, right pick, finally weigh a weight, nod head way: "it."

After Rong Ma nodded, she came forward to lock the cabinet: "madam, what do you want a kitchen knife for?"

Words fall, Rong Ma but for a long time did not wait for an answer.

Looking back, there is only a row of waiting chefs in the huge kitchen, where there is Su Xiangwan's figure.

"Where's your wife?"

"Madame just left."

Rong's mother couldn't help murmuring: "this child I don't know what to do with a kitchen knife. Don't hurt your hand again. "

After getting the handy tools, Su Xiangwan became more confident.

Quietly back to the bedroom, I carefully locked the door.

Then he went to bed with a kitchen knife, leaned on the head of the bed and looked through the script for a while, and gradually felt sleepy.