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Sit in a nearby restaurant.

Mu Qiqi just felt that it was a mistake to ask he Jiajun to dinner.

Now, she's like a piglet grilled on a fire. She's just asking for trouble.

Take the matter of who sat next to her for example, the two men argued for a long time, causing a lot of customers around them to cast different eyes on the three of them.

Fight and rob for a long time. At last, Mo yanjue sat beside her, and he Jiajun did the opposite to her, which was the end of it.

But what she didn't expect was that one wave just leveled off and another rose again.

Then, because of who put the vegetables for her and who took the vegetables, the two became more interested.

In Mu Qiqi's opinion, what they are holding in their hands is not chopsticks at all, but the swords in the swordsmen's hands in martial arts novels. The two people's fighting for food for her is a one-way competition. Whoever gets the first one on her plate wins.

However, no matter who "wins", she is the most miserable between two people.

It was hard for her to offend.

"Well, how about you two eat your food? I can't put it on this plate."

Finally, Mu Qiqi could not bear the little temper and roared.

Two big men stare at each other, immediately put down the chopsticks in their hands, with the most affectionate eyes to Mu Qiqi.

"Wife, you eat, you eat." Mo yanjue's sexy lips gently stir up, deliberately intimate call his wife, so he Jiajun is angry.

He Jiajun is not a vegetarian. He looks at him quietly and talks with Mu Qiqi about their childhood affairs. He yanjue looks like an outsider and can't get in touch.

When Muqi giggled, Mo yanjue couldn't stand it.

Jun Rong dyed with deep anger, reached out and fell on Muqiqi's shoulder, forcefully broke off Muqiqi's body, overbearing is a kiss.

Mu Qiqi is completely muddled, staring at a pair of innocent big eyes, full of anger at him.

But in addition to anger, surrounded by the sudden domineering atmosphere, her brain is in a mess of paste, completely forgetting the struggle and resistance.

He Jiajun, sitting opposite, did not expect that Mo yanjue would do such a thing in public. He frowned and completely forgot to stop him.

When he reacts, the sound of pointing around has already become lively.

The sword eyebrow twisted into a twist, and he whispered to the shameless Mo Yan Jue: "let go of Qiqi, you are not afraid of losing face, and Qiqi still needs to face it!"

God knows how painful his heart is at the moment!

His seven seven, he is not willing to touch the seven seven, so was touched by people ···

hate!

He hates it!

Yu guangpiao from the corner of his eye to he Jiajun's angry expression, and Mo yanjue's strategy is successful, and then he slowly releases the stick like Mu Qiqi.

She is still not skilled in pinching her face, but she is not skilled in it

Ghost knows, Mu Qiqi hears such words in the heart is what kind of 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 relaxed and generous make such a thing and say such a thing today?

If she's not dreaming, there must be something wrong with the man's brain?

She had to take him to the psychiatric hospital to check it out!

After reading the complicated emotion 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 ready? After eating, we should go ·· "

Mo yanjue said this to he Jiajun, but his sticky eyes never left Muqiqi's shy face.

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