Careful liver holds Yan Yi's neck, muttering in a small voice: "Mom, uncle is not happy."

"Mom saw it."

Knead the small heart's head, Yan Yi people looked at some place thoughtfully.

Mengmeng shut herself up in her bedroom and went to bed at night.

The servant knocked on the door, "cute little, it's time for dinner."

Mengmeng dropped the quilt, exposed his head, and said to the door impatiently, "I don't want to eat!"

The servant did not speak, but turned and went downstairs.

In the dining room, Master Chu is cleaning his hands for Baozi and Chu Wenhuo with a hot towel. When he heard the servant's words, he frowned, "what's the matter with cute?"

The servant shook his head. "Mengshao only said he would not eat."

"Mengmeng and fanxiluo are in a bad mood," said Yan in a low voice

Master Chu nodded. "Then ignore him. He will eat when he is hungry."

After dinner, Master Chu went upstairs with his dinner.

Knock knock knock knock.

Hearing the knock on the door, Mengmeng was very upset. "Don't bother me if you say it!"

"It's me. Open the door."

A deep and powerful sentence made Mengmeng stupefied.

With a look of chagrin, he flung open the quilt and hung his head to open the door.

"Why are you here, brother?"

Master Chu opened the door with one hand and went into the bedroom with dinner. He came to the tea table and put the dinner down.

Then he stood up and looked at him with his head down, standing behind him. "Have dinner."

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." It's cute and stuffy.

Master Chu sat down on the sofa, raised his long legs, lit a cigarette at a leisurely pace, squinted and took a deep breath, "do you eat it yourself or do I feed you?"

Meng Meng looks like a vegetable. "How old am I? Do you want to feed me?"

"Then I will eat my own meal."

Mengmeng: "..."

He was still hesitating in his mind and didn't want to eat.

Carefully raised his eyes, saw that Master Chu's eyes, he counseled again.

Wilting move to the sofa, sit down, pick up chopsticks, take up the bowl, eat.

Master Chu is lazy and puffs out the mist, which spreads all over him.

Gently curl, his handsome face, also began to become real like magic up.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Mengmeng snorted and knew that it wasn't so simple. He had come to inquire about the news.

He shoved a mouthful of rice into his mouth and chewed it hard. He was angry. "It's OK."

Master Chu slowly dusted the ashes, and his voice was cool. "Do you say it yourself, or do I let Chen CE check it?"

The underlying meaning of this sentence is to be frank and lenient, and to be resistant and strict.

Give you a chance to recruit yourself.

Don't regret missing this opportunity.

Mengmeng throws the bowl and chopsticks on the tea table and leans heavily on the sofa. "Stop eating!"

PA.

It's cold. I have a paw on the back of my head.

Mengmeng growls angrily, "why did you hit me?"

"You owe it." Chu young master spits out a smoke, "is because fan Xi?"

Fan Xifan Xi, why does everyone mention the name in front of him.

Can't he just be quiet and calm?

Mengmeng was so upset that she raised her hand and raked her hair. "No, it's my own business, nothing to do with others."

"That's about fanxi."

Master Chu came to the conclusion that he took out his cell phone and called Chen CE. "Chen CE, please go to the presidential palace."