Chapter 642

As the two kids scrambled to finish the dishes, a big hand with black helmeted gloves suddenly came out, stretched out wooden chopsticks and put one chopstick for each dish into Zhao Wanxi's bowl. Then they quickly put one chopstick for each dish into his own bowl.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes were slightly dazed, and her eyes were full of surprise. She couldn't figure out what was the purpose of Wuji Zunzhu's sudden hospitality? I can't help but squint at the man beside me

A mu, who is sitting opposite, suddenly slows down his wolfing down and stares at his father. Is he not dazzled just now? Dad brought food to fairy sister!

Wujizun's eyes were slightly closed, and the silver mask covered most of his face, making it impossible for people to see his face and guess what he was thinking.

He put down the wooden chopsticks, picked up his own silver chopsticks and began to eat as if nothing had happened. He was surprisingly quiet and ate very seriously.

Zhao Wanxi also picked up chopsticks and began to eat. Her eyes fell on the dishes in the bowl, and her apricot eyes crossed with a touch of warmth.

I didn't expect that such a man as wujizunzhu would bring food to others, which was quite unexpected.

At this time, another chopstick tomato scrambled egg was sandwiched into Zhao Wanxi's bowl. It was amu!

A boy fixed on her eyes, serious: "this, delicious!"

Zhao Wanxi nodded with a smile: "if it's delicious, you can eat more. I can make it for you every day."

"Well!"

It's not a Mu's voice. The man who is eating hard doesn't know when to look up in the direction of Zhao Wanxi.

Four eyes collide in the air, his gentle eyes It's like Leng junao!

Zhao Wanxi had a palpitation. She almost mistook him for a human being, and her heart beat faster than she could control. What's the matter with her?

She was guilty of avoiding the man's eyes, pretending to be relaxed, then the peak turned: "why does the Supreme Lord always wear black?"

The strong black gives people a sense of oppression, and the huge deterrent force makes people feel pressure.

The man seemed to be in a daze. He pulled the corners of his mouth lightly. His thin black lips vomited a sentence: "don't you like it?

Zhao Wanxi repeatedly waved her hand and pretended to squeeze out a smile: "no, no, I just think black is too Dead

The man's thin lips closed tightly, and he continued to eat without saying anything.

Zhao Wanxi's mood suddenly became uneasy. Did she say something wrong just now? She said that black is too "dead" and there is a word "dead" in it Will it just hit the pain of the Supreme Lord?

She stealthily glances at the man, the silver mask is still as cold as frost, without waves and waves.

With a smile on her face, Zhao Wanxi tried to get out of the way again: "er I listen to amu His real name is lin'er... "

The man didn't even lift his head. He said coldly, "he seems to prefer the name amu."

Zhao Wanxi's smile at the corner of her mouth is stiff. She seems to smell a sour smell.

The atmosphere seemed to solidify in an instant, and then It's cold again!

Zhao Wanxi feels that she really doesn't know how to chat. Will her next relationship become very awkward?

After the meal, Zhao Wanxi was about to collect the bowl. Her familiar husky voice broke the silence: "the bowl is for amu to wash."

A mu curls his mouth and stares at his father, but he looks at the fairy sister again and honestly starts to help clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.