Sit in a nearby restaurant.
Muqiqi just thought that it was a mistake to say that he Jiajun would be invited to dinner.
Now, she's like a suckling pig on a fire. She's just begging for help.
Take who sits next to her as an example. The two men have been fighting for a long time, making a lot of customers around cast different eyes on the three of them.
For a long time, Mo yanjue sat next to her, and he Jiajun did the opposite, which was the end.
But what she didn't expect was that the waves just came back.
Next, because of who brings her food and who eats it, they are more interested.
In Mu Qiqi's opinion, what they are holding now is not chopsticks at all, but swords in the swordsman's hands in the martial arts novels. They are competing for the action of taking vegetables for her, which is a competition of one move and one pattern. Whoever first gets caught on her plate wins.
However, no matter who "won", she is the most uncomfortable one between two people.
It's not easy for her to be offended.
"Well, how about you two eat yours? I can't put them on my plate."
Finally, Muqiqi can't bear this little tantrum. He shouts.
The two men stared at each other, immediately put down the chopsticks in their hands, and looked at Muqiqi with the most affectionate eyes.
"Wife, you eat you." Mo yanjue's sexy lips are gently stirred up. He Jiajun is angry because he calls his wife intensely.
He Jiajun is not a vegetarian either. He looks at him quietly and talks with Mu Qiqi about their childhood. When they talk to each other, Mo yanjue is totally like an outsider and can't get in at all.
When mu qiqiluo giggles, Mo yanjue can't stand it.
Junrong is deeply angry. He reaches out and lands on Muqiqi's shoulder. He breaks Muqiqi's body with force. Bullying is kissing.
Muqiqi is totally ignorant, staring at him with big innocent eyes full of anger.
But in addition to anger, surrounded by the sudden domineering breath, her brain suddenly becomes a mess of paste, completely forgetting the struggle and resistance.
And he Jiajun, who was sitting opposite, did not expect that Mo yanjue would do such a thing in public. He frowned and forgot to stop.
When he responded, the sound of pointing around was already lively.
The brow of the sword was twisted into a twist. He gave a low cry to the shameless Mo yanjue: "let go of Qiqi, you are not afraid of humiliation. Qiqi needs to face!"
God knows how painful his heart is now!
His Qiqi, which he didn't want to touch, was so touched by people!
He hates!
Yu guangpiao at the corner of his eyes saw he Jiajun's angry look, and Mo yanjue succeeded in his plan, which made him loosen the stick like Muqiqi.
Still don't forget to pinch on her red face, dote on: "this technique is still not skilled, it seems to need more practice."
The ghost knows, Mu Qiqi hears such words in the heart is what feeling.
She really wanted to give herself a big mouth to see if it was a dream.
How can a man who has always been flexible do such a thing and say such a thing today?
If she's not dreaming, what must be the problem with this man's brain?
She had to take him to a mental hospital to have a good investigation!
After reading the complicated emotions in her eyes, Mo yanjue gently hooked his lips and was in a good mood. He put his long arm on her waist and said intimately, "is Mr. He eating well? After eating, we should go... Mo yanjue said this to he Jiajun, but his sticky eyes never left Muqiqi's shy face.