Chapter 221

The landlady finally left.

Silence returned to the whole box.

Muqiqi hangs his head, and his eyes are nowhere to be placed.

And someone sitting opposite seems to be in a good mood. He picks up chopsticks without hesitation and urges her, "eat, what are you doing? Not for a long time? "

Muqi sips her lips and picks up the chopsticks with uneasiness.

Not in a hurry to eat, but first look at the opposite person.

She has been worried that he won't get used to it.

Can see this posture now, Mu Qiqi thinks that she has to add two more dishes, otherwise she has to go hungry.

"I don't think I need to look like that."

The man's voice was cold, and the chopsticks in Muqiqi's hand were scared away, and his face was white.

This person, narcissism to this point, really no one?

make complaints about the man, she silently bent down to pick up chopsticks, until she straightened up, in front of the small white bowls out more vegetables and meat.

The tip of her heart quivered a little. She replaced a pair of chopsticks, which had not touched the dishes in the small bowl.

Then the man's pleasant voice: "eat more, you don't need to lose weight, do you?"

Originally rippling heart listen to the man's words, instant cooling down.

Does he mean to dislike her for her poor figure?

Subconsciously drooping eyes looked at his chest, and consciously or unconsciously quite.

It's not small, OK?

Why does he dislike it?

Her action of holding out her chest fell into Mo yanjue's eyes. Her eyes were bright and locked, and her Adam's apple slipped violently.

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full of food and drink, the two came out of the restaurant side by side.

Muqiqi thought that he should go back.

Unexpectedly, Mo yanjue brought a small painting exhibition.

Once entering, all the attention of Muqiqi was attracted.

All the paintings are bright and wild, bold in color, and painted at will but more purely express the author's mood at that time.

Muqiqi's fascination is that every painting has to stop for a long time.

Mo yanjue has been quietly following her behind, not to speak, not to say any point of view, just silent company.

"Hi, Mr. Mo?"

Suddenly, I don't know where a sharp excited female voice came from, which broke Muqiqi's concentration and agreed to let moyanjue twist his eyebrows slightly.

They turned around together and saw the beautiful woman walking towards them in red silk high heels.

I wear a black V-neck dress with exquisite clavicles on the top and long straight legs on the bottom. It is elegant, dignified and sexy.

The reason why Muqiqi first noticed women's shoes was that few people could control red high heels so beautifully.

With this, Muqiqi is full of curiosity about this woman.

I saw the woman approaching, reaching out to embrace Mo yanjue, but he cleverly avoided.

Light way: "you know."

The woman sneers, "haven't you gotten rid of this problem?"

"Mo yanjue still looks indifferent," I'm afraid this life will not change

The woman curled her mouth and looked contemptuous on her delicate face, then turned her eyes to Muqiqi.

After looking up and down, he was surprised and asked curiously, "I don't want to introduce you, this is it?"

The warm big palm suddenly grabbed her back, bathed the back of Qi Qi and slightly quivered, the head was even buzzing for a moment, for fear that he would say anything out of the ordinary.

Only magnetic light sound is heard in the ear ·