Chapter 788： Your acting skills are so good

Chapter 788 Your acting skills are so good

Thinking of this, Cheng Jia decided to give it a go.

As long as she can please Mo Xiuchen, it's nothing for her to eat chili.

Picking up the chopsticks, she smiled softly on her face and said softly: "Xiu Chen, don't be angry, I will eat with you."

"Don't force it." Mo Xiuchen didn't look at her, but ate the dishes gracefully. In fact, he wasn't sure if Cheng Jia couldn't eat spicy food. It was just that Cheng Jia had never eaten it for more than two months in country D. However, due to his health, he has never eaten spicy food.

Today, among the table full of spicy Sichuan dishes he ordered, there is only one dish, which is not spicy.

And this dish was placed in front of him, what he had just eaten, that's it.

Cheng Jia actually wanted to say that he can’t eat spicy food, she doesn’t dare to eat spicy food, it is better to change the restaurant, but seeing that Mo Xiuchen is unhappy, she dare not say it.

"You don't need to eat much, as long as you don't waste these dishes, just taste some of each." Mo Xiuchen finally raised his eyes and looked at her. Seeing that she didn't know where to drop the chopsticks, he raised his handsome eyebrows, simply. Put down the chopsticks, picked up the serving chopsticks next to her, and picked up dishes for her.

If it was a change of usual times, Cheng Jia would really be moved to tears.

But now, she looked at the vegetables that Mo Xiuchen had put into the bowl for her. She had sweated on her forehead before she had eaten it, and she was struggling to maintain a smile on her face: "Xiuchen, you don't have to pick it up for me, I will do it myself. That's it."

"It doesn't matter, how much I will take for you, how much you eat, don't let me down." Mo Xiuchen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was very happy.

From the moment Cheng Jia saw Man Table Sichuan's face changed slightly, he knew that he was right.

She is really afraid of spicy food, it is not in vain that he wasted money, and ordered her a table of Sichuan food.

The smile on Cheng Jia's face was still there, but her smile was uglier than crying. She picked up a spicy belly silk that Mo Xiuchen placed on her plate and put it into her mouth. The smile on her face disappeared instantly. That fair face turned red instantly as if drunk, and tears were in his eyes.

She endured, but did not spit it out, swallowed the spicy belly silk, the hot sensation went all the way from the throat to the stomach.

"how does it taste?"

Mo Xiuchen looked at her forbearance in his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth spread, lighting up that handsome face, he was elegant and charming, indescribably charming.

Cheng Jia saw him smile, and felt that it was all worthwhile, and quickly squeezed out a brilliant smile, "It's delicious."

"If it tastes delicious, then eat more." Mo Xiuchen continued to put vegetables in the bowl in front of her, until her bowl and plates were filled, he sat down with his chopsticks and took the cup of water in front of him to drink. water.

Cheng Jia bit her scalp and continued to eat. Every time she ate chopsticks dishes, she felt that the hot sensation in her stomach increased by one point. It seemed that she was not eating vegetables, but bombs. Stomach exploded...

However, the man sitting opposite smiled so charmingly. She had never seen him so happy. At least in these days with her, he had never laughed like this, let alone eating vegetables, just let her die. I'm afraid it is also willingly.

"Xiu Chen, when did you return to China?"

Cheng Jia thought of something, as if asking casually.

After eating a few chopsticks, her mouth was so numb that she didn't feel it. When she spoke, her voice seemed to have changed.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her with tears in his eyes, but he tried to smile on his face. It was ridiculous. He knew she was holding on, but he didn't feel pity for her at all. If the person in front of him changes to Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen She would never let her embarrass herself like this.

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes, and he narrowed a smile. The expression between his eyebrows became indifferent: "I came back yesterday."

"Yesterday? Xiuchen, did you live at home last night?"

Cheng Jia hesitated for a moment, and asked again.

"You eat, I will tell you slowly." Mo Xiuchen's long and narrow eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth bend again. Cheng Jia was bewitched by his charming expression, and continued to pick up the vegetables and feed them into his mouth. .

Mo Xiuchen leaned back in the chair and said faintly: “When I was dreaming the other day, I dreamed of a phone number. When I dialed it, the other party was a woman. Yesterday, I went to find her.”

"Cough cough cough..."

He said, Cheng Jia was choked at once and coughed violently. What she had eaten was spicy dishes. This choking made me feel like I wanted to die.

Mo Xiuchen, who was sitting across from her, was indifferent. He neither offered water to her nor patted her back like he cared about Wen Ran. He smiled happily.

Seeing Cheng Jia's embarrassment or pain, Mo Xiuchen's mood is particularly good.

Cheng Jia coughed for a long time, and when he stopped coughing, tears in his eyes, that look, extraordinarily pitiful, but facing the wrong person, he couldn't get the slightest pity from the other person.

"Cheng Jia, what are you so excited for?" Mo Xiuchen narrowed his expression when she raised her eyes. His eyebrows were condensed three-pointers and he looked at her coldly, and the corners of his mouth were aroused. Cold arc.

Cheng Jia's heart chuckled.

Her first reaction was that Mo Xiuchen remembered something, or that he already knew about the past, so he asked her out just now and ordered a table full of dishes, all to prepare her.

The idea of ​​   arose, and she quickly denied it again.

Impossible, even if he remembers a number, even if that number is Wen Ran, even if he goes to C City to find Wen Ran, Wen Ran cannot tell him.

Including the people around her, they would not tell Mo Xiuchen.

And Mo Xiuchen has forgotten Wen Ran, how could he fall in love with her just by using a number, or when he meets the last time, or feel good about her.

"Xiu Chen, you just said that you remember a number. Whose phone number is that? Did you find someone?"

Cheng Jia tried to hide herself. She told herself that as long as Mo Xiuchen didn't think of the past, she didn't need to be afraid. Therefore, she just showed joy instead of panic.

Mo Xiuchen did not speak, but looked at her sharply. In an instant, Cheng Jia felt a sense of oppression on her face, and her body became stiff.

Holding the chopsticks tightly, he also tightened: "Xiu Chen, what are you looking at me doing like this?"

After all, she couldn't bear the powerful pressure released by Mo Xiuchen, her voice was a little nervous.

Mo Xiuchen condensed her eyes deep and unchanged, and their sharpness was not reduced by half. Only when Cheng Jia's heart's forbearance resistance collapsed a little bit, he lightly opened his lips and mocked: "Cheng Jia, you are acting. Kung fu is really good!"

"Xiu Chen, I don't understand what you are saying."

Cheng Jia's heart was shocked, and her pretty face turned pale.

For a moment, she was unable to think, her brain was completely blank, and only one sentence was played back in her mind, which is the sentence Mo Xiuchen said just now, "Cheng Jia, your acting skills are really good!"

(End of this chapter)