Chapter 8

Into the kitchen, Xia Tong secretly wipe away the tears. She knew that she couldn't fight him at all. She had no choice but to comply.

Qin Mu Chi, on the other hand, leans leisurely against the wall of the kitchen door and looks at her movements with great interest.

Liuli stage has been filled with food just bought from the supermarket. Xia Tong takes out the bag one by one and asks the people behind him, "what do you want to eat?"

"Seafood sandwich, more cheese."

"I don't like cheese." Xia Tong frowned. She was allergic to sweets since she was a child.

"I love it." The man raised his eyebrows, "so you have to eat for me, too!"

Xia Tong was speechless and muttered for a while: "it's naive for a big man to like sweet food so much."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing."

Xia Tong took out the freshly baked bread slices from the oven, spread a thin layer of butter, and then spread the sliced salmon and cheese in the middle. Just as he was about to take the smoked meat slices, his hands suddenly went through the creaky nest and covered his hands slowly. Meanwhile, a strong body slowly drew close to him and surrounded him tightly in the small world between Liu Li Tai and him.

Suddenly, Xia Tong was a little nervous.

The man in her ear hoarse way: "I do with you, you teach me."

Xia Tong didn't know what to say and didn't dare to look back, so he had to keep his head down. Just by Qin Mu Chi hold two hands but no longer just sharp, slightly trembling.

Put the meat on top and put another piece of bread on top. It's done.

Xia Tong breathed a sigh of relief, just want to get rid of this embarrassing situation, but he seemed to make up his mind not to let her go: "you feed me."

"What?" Xia Tong's mouth widened in surprise.

"Why?" Qin Mu Chi's voice cooled down: "don't you want to?"

"No, no..."

"Well?" Slightly raised cold hum, showing that the man is on the verge of exhaustion of patience.

"All right." Xia Tong had to admit his fate, picked up the sandwich with his hand, turned around carefully, and leaned back, trying not to let his body have too much intimacy with him. He turned his head and handed the sandwich to him.

"Look me in the eye." Qin Mu Chi ordered.

Xia Tong turns his head and looks at him without expression.

"Xia Tong, I ask you not to show an expression like Bei Qiang, which affects my appetite. Do you understand?"

Xia Tong tried to pull the corner of his mouth, but he was uglier to laugh than to cry

"OK, don't laugh!" Qin Mu Chih impatiently interrupted her, lowered his head and bit the sandwich in her hand, with a cold look, which made it loose: "it's delicious. It seems that I caught you right. It's good to cook for me if I have nothing to do."

Maybe he was really hungry for a long time. Qin Mu Chi ate very fast and seriously. The two men were so close that they almost stuck together.