Chapter 29

Really have the traditional virtue of cherishing food!

Mu Shinian was shocked by this idea.

Thin shallow Ben was absent-minded eating. He noticed that she had been looking at him. It seemed that she had been spied on something. He put his chopsticks on the table, sneered and asked, "do you need me to feed you?"

“……”

Mu Shinian shook his head and sat down to eat, but his thoughts were still hard to calm.

A meal was very silent.

Mu Shinian can eat very well. Most of the dishes on the table have gone into her stomach.

After a few mouthfuls, Bo Qian lost his appetite. He leaned against the sofa and outlined his slender legs in black casual pants, sexy and straight.

He drank water in a cold voice: "lack of money?"

Mu Shi nodded without raising his mind: "well."

"When this broken girl, the Bo family didn't give you money?" As far as he knows, the Bo family has paid tens of millions to find this precious girl.

Your daughter is really broken.

Besides, she's still an impostor.

Mu Shinian pondered and replied, "here you are. It's not in my hand."

It's probably all in the account of the family.

As soon as his thin lips lifted, he sneered: "your life is as thin as paper."

He pushed his own daughter into hell and didn't give her any benefits.

Mom, hehe, it's better to pick it up.

Mu Shinian smiled: "not thin, my life can't be measured."

"Oh."

Thin and shallow smiled with unknown meaning, drank a big saliva, grunted and swallowed, which was very clear in the quiet space.

He got up, took a medicine box and put it on the table. Then he started, untied his belt and sat on the sofa: "the wound is cracked."

"Normal."

Mu Shinian glanced at the bloody gauze, ate the last bite of the dish, and then opened the medicine box.

She squatted, took apart the gauze, wiped off the blood and reapplied the ointment.

The girl's eyelashes are curly and long, moving slightly, which seems to set off a ripple. Her expression is very serious, her hot breath is sprayed on his waist, and the strange beast hidden in her body seems to be waking up bit by bit.

The door was pushed open.

Before the person arrived, the voice floated first: "I forgot my wallet, I..."

The Tang and Song Dynasties stopped their steps.

On the sofa, men are sitting like kings, girls are half kneeling, and the belt is opened aside... This arrangement is almost crooked every minute!

Thin shallow frowned, his voice was extremely cold: "roll!"

"Ah... Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you! You go on, go on!" With that, Tang and song hurried out.

Because he was too anxious and his steps were uncoordinated, he tripped over the table, staggered two steps forward and fell heavily to the ground.

The door slammed shut and peace returned to the house.

Mu Shinian pinched the gauze and said inexplicably, "what's the matter with him?"

"Indirect convulsion." Thin shallow impatiently grabbed the water cup and poured two salivas before pressing down the strange and irritable anger in his body.

Mu Shinian said, without asking much, and pasted the gauze three or two times.

Thin shallow looked down and was much more professional than what he posted casually.

He looked at the man who was cleaning the table and asked, "the technique is very familiar. He is often beaten?"

I think so. This girl fights very often and ferociously.

Mu Shinian picked his lower lip disapprovingly: "how possible."

Thin shallow looked at her with a confident look, with her tongue against her cheek, like a helpless headache when parents see a naughty child who doesn't listen to advice.