"Wife, improve efficiency!" The Qing Mu Chen is probably contacted her to project to come over of line of sight, light remind.

Mo Xi'er, "..."

Mo Xi'er is very speechless to him. He stares at him stiffly for a long time. He turns his head and continues to be busy.

Her cooking has always been poor. When she was at home, every meal she prepared was almost unqualified.

However, when I came back to Sicily, the soup I made for Mo Ye seemed to have leaped several levels at a time and suddenly improved.

When the soup comes out of the pot, the whole room is full of strong aroma.

Qing Mu Chen looks at her to carry meal dish to walk out from the kitchen, originally loose face, suddenly stiff down.

Mo Xi'er didn't see him in the whole process. He came to Mo Ye's bed with a soup bowl. After seeing his gauze wrapped hands and feet, Mo Xi'er sat down beside the bed.

Holding the bowl, she seemed to want to feed.

However, the corner of the eye remaining light slants at not far Qing Mu Chen, just have some impulses, and hold back.

Her thin white hand held the spoon tightly, and she looked down as if hesitating.

Qing Mu Chen looks at her with evil eyes, and her eyes are as cold as if she wants to hang her.

If you dare to feed in front of him, she will die!

Where does he go with his husband?

Mo Xi'er was silent for a long time. He raised his hand with the spoon and put it down. He raised it up and put it down again. He repeated it several times.

Mo Ye eyes toward her direction side head, did not miss her small action, he seems to Leng under.

He was also staring at Mo Xi'er, his eyes fixed on her hand, and his heart went up and down with her actions.

Qing Mu Chen thin lip is proud to close a, his vision is very sharp, direct in with the eyes warning her.

Mo Xi'er saw his projected vision, but after struggling for a while, he finally picked up the spoon.

Calm the next facial expression, the vision turns to Mo ye, she light voice way, "your hand is inconvenient, I feed you!"

Qingmu Chen qinleng's eyes burst out a trace of anger, and the light of the eyes seemed to tear her apart.

Mo Ye seems to be a little surprised. After her words, she is stunned for a long time. After returning to her mind, she doesn't know whether it's the illusion of Qing Mu Chen. She seems to see his lips slightly raised.

A smile, very light very light, but, see in the eyes of Qing Mu Chen, but as if with a thorn, dazzling ground Pierce in his heart, see his eyes ache.

Are you proud of him?

Mo Xi'er doesn't look in his direction. He feeds Mo ye with a spoon.

Just a few minutes of silence, she actually considered the feeling of qingmuchen.

However, she is her and he is his. She and he are not really husband and wife. They are independent individuals. Why should she be so formal for him in her own territory?

Besides, for Mo Xi'er, he should be even more straightforward because of his pure relationship.

If because of his presence, instead of kneading, in Mo Xi'er's view, it will only make him more misunderstood.

Qingmuchen which know her idea, from see her hand to pick up the spoon, the vision has been gloomy.

His eyes, like a knife like engraved on her body, as if to scratch her.

Mo Xi'er calmly took the spoon and continued to gather up to Mo Ye's lips, "drink and see!"

"Thank you." Mo Ye toward her light smile, just ready to face to spoon forward, room, Qing Mu Chen Yin Yang strange voice suddenly rang out, "wife, I'm hungry!"

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