Chapter 222

But Mo Xiuchen But she didn't get a little spicy!

And when she ordered just now, she ordered two slightly spicy dishes.

As a result, the waiter just brought up the dishes, but before she began to eat, she was carried to a place far away from her by Mo Xiuchen, and brought over the light dishes he ordered.

Looking at the light dishes in front of me, Wen Yiyi has no appetite at all.

She turned her little mouth and glanced out the door. Mo Xiuchen was talking to Lu Shen outside. She didn't see this side. She stood up quickly and reached for the two dishes.

However, Wen Yiyi's hands haven't touched the plate yet. A pair of cold eyes look at her. With intuition, Wen Yiyi guesses that the look in her eyes is mo Xiuchen's!

She turned her head and looked. Sure enough, he turned his head and looked at her coldly, as well as the hand in the air

Smell speech is like a child who was caught stealing food. His small face turns red.

She quickly took back her hand, sat back on the chair, picked up chopsticks to eat a few light dishes in front of her. The more she ate, the more tasteless she felt and couldn't swallow.

After eating a few mouthfuls, he put down his chopsticks and lay on the table feebly.

Although Mo Xiuchen and Lu Shen are talking about something, his attention is always on Wen Yiyi. At this moment, he can't help frowning when he sees her lying on the table.

After three or two sentences and Lu Shen finished, Mo Xiuchen raised his foot into the private room, went to the position beside Wen Yiyi and sat down, "how can I not eat?"

Don't say good, a say Wen Yiyi feel his heart is full of gas, she glanced at the eyes in front of that a few light can't light dishes, gas huff of drum cheek Gang son hum: "I want to eat spicy."

"No way." Mo Xiu Chen originally wrinkly eyebrow after hearing her say so, wrinkly more tight, "the doctor said, eat less spicy."

"You know, eat less! Eat less... "

"Oh, so what?" Mo Xiu Chen picks eyebrow, looking at Wen Yi Yi's face to be mad appearance, the corner of the mouth can't help but stir up a light radian, "what's the difference between eating less and eating more?"

Wen Yiyi glared and yelled: "how can it make no difference? If you eat less, you can at least taste one or two. If you don't, you can't taste one!"

"And How can I eat such light dishes? " She said, stretched out her hand to pull Mo Xiu Chen's sleeve, "let me have a few mouthfuls..."

Mo Xiuchen looked at her and didn't speak.

Wen Yiyi's hobbies, what she likes to eat and what she doesn't like to eat, he knows all about them. Of course, he also knows that she likes spicy food best.

If before, he would connive her to eat spicy food, no matter how much.

But now it's different. She still has a bun in her stomach. How could he continue to connive at her as before.

But when she looked at him with pitiful expression on her face, she could not bear to refuse. Mo Xiuchen was silent for a long time, and then she said: "one bite."

"Two!" Wen Yiyi returns quickly.

Mo Xiuchen face a black: "that don't eat!"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Wen Yiyi grits her teeth. It's a big deal. She just eats more.

Thinking like this, Wen Yiyi can't help feeling happy.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiuchen seemed to know what she thought in her heart. She took chopsticks and put them in her bowl