Mo Xi'er stared at him for a long time. She realized that her eyes might make people think more. She took them back uneasily and calmed down. She said hello to him first, "you're back!"

"Well." Qing Mu Chen light should she a, slender leg a step toward her to walk to come over.

Standing opposite her, he drew back his chair and sat down. His eyes looked at the food on the table.

"Waiting for me?"

"It's just that I don't have much appetite today." Mo Xi'er was involved in the corner of his mouth, and the answer was calm.

"Is it?" Qing Mu Chen didn't refute her words, just a light floating out.

"Yes, when preparing lunch, I tasted everything, tasted it, and I was full unconsciously." Mo Xi son seems to be afraid of his misunderstanding, raised his face and added a sentence.

She spoke a little fast, as if for fear that he would think too much.

I was staring at him all the time.

The Qing Mu Chen originally because of her before a words, the facial expression all coagulate live, but, hear her after a, slowly loosen again.

"What did I say?" Thin lips light pursed a touch of shallow invisible radian, his words, with a touch of ridicule, "Miss Mo don't have to rush to explain."

Mo Xi'er looks embarrassed.

“……”

"These are for yourself, too?" Qing Mu Chen's vision one by one swept a meal plate on the table, slowly asked again.

Mo Xi'er was afraid that he would be more and more black, so he simply did not deny it this time.

"No, it's for two people. One is to do, two are to do, by the way. "

"That's for me?" Qing Mu Chen changed a kind of way to ask again.

Mo Xi'er was baffled by his questions.

What she said just now seems different from what he meant, right?

"No, I mean..." She was a little embarrassed and eager to explain again.

However, the words to the lips, and hold back.

Forget it, misunderstanding is misunderstanding.

How much does it matter if he thinks so?

He's happy.

"Have dinner!" Not tangled in this issue, Mo Xi'er picked up his tableware and began to eat.

By now, she was already hungry.

When eating, I didn't care about the image. I took a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and ate it.

The Qing Mu Chen that sits opposite secretly looked at her one eye.

Looking at her eating with relish, the radian of his lips raised a little higher.

When you eat like this, you have no appetite?

Qingmuchen has no appetite today.

Originally, he was not allowed to go back to the villa for dinner. When he was in the office, his lunch had been sent to him by Qing Qingchen.

Just, think she is still here, don't know she a person how to solve at noon, he hesitated, finally came over.

He ate breakfast late. When he came here, he really didn't have any appetite.

However, looking at Mo Xi'er like this, his tasteless appetite seemed to add all kinds of seasoning, and suddenly it was better.

She made these things for him.

A woman named his wife prepared it for him!

Inexplicable, Qing Mu Chen in the heart unexpectedly has a bit proud.

She waited for him in her and his home and made soup for him!

Qingmuchen's lips rose slowly and cut a small piece of her fried fish steak in a good mood.

"The food is cold." Just at the entrance, he said faintly.

tone, not to make complaints about it, but rather pleasant.

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