Originally very provocative words, let Mu Qiqi heart cluttered for a while, terrified.
Her back stiffened. She pursed her lips and didn't know how to answer.
Seeing her formality, Mo yanjue said to her again, "hungry ····"
although he added a sentence later, Mu Qiqi knew that he meant something.
"That's good. It can be served. Go out and wait." The bottom of my heart is extremely uneasy, Mu Qiqi almost bravely said this sentence.
"I'll help you." Finally, tired of her body, Mo yanjue loosened the arm of the ring on her waist, "if you have anything to bring out, I'll help you."
He said two in a row, I help you, let Muqiqi's erratic heart get a little bit of relaxation.
"Then you can bring out the cold dishes first, and the rest will come out of the pot soon." Mu Qiqi said gently, but in fact, he was guilty. He didn't dare to say it aloud at all.
"Good." Unexpectedly, Mo Yan Jue was very cheerful and took up the cold dishes in the exquisite plate and went out in a big way.
Mu Qiqi turned back to look at his back secretly. She felt that she would be depressed if she went on like this.
He shook his head impatiently. Mu Qiqi felt that he must confess to him at some time. Even if he was disliked, he was more nervous than now.
"What else do I need to do?"
Mu Qiqi is entangled, and a deep and pleasant voice comes from behind, which makes her shiver and stammer: "Oh, take out the dishes and chopsticks." Finish saying, turn off the fire to serve the dish in a hurry.
A meal Mu Qiqi eat tasteless food, in the heart has been struggling how to tell him.
But she did not think clearly, Mo Yan Jue was called away by a phone call, just said that something went out for a while, who specifically called him, Muqiqi did not know.
*
the old residence of Yang family.
Mo Yan Jue was called back by the old man.
He didn't have to ask about it.
Since the old man was ill and hospitalized last time, his body is not as good as before, and his appetite is more and more picky. There are more than a dozen cooks at home, none of them are satisfied.
It must be about it today.
Sitting in the sofa, he was waiting for the old man to speak.
It turned out to be "if you don't get married, you don't want to enter this house."
His expressionless face finally had such a slight fluctuation, he looked at the old man and wanted to talk, but was stopped by his mother's eyes.
Helpless, a belly of words endure to come back.
"We've chosen them for you. Take a good look. I'll have you meet." The old man's voice is sonorous, overbearing and full of say.
"I don't like any of them!"
Without a glance, Mo Yan Jue said coldly and directly.
The old man was so angry that he patted the table on the spot? Are you trying to piss me off? "
"I didn't mean that." Mo yanjue's attitude is still tough.
Yang Suyun immediately winked at her son, "jue'er, can you say less?"
"Nothing else, I'll go first. Mo Yuchen is still waiting for me at home." Finish saying, a face indifferent stand up, ready to leave.
It's not that he is not filial or how, but some things must pay attention to the principle. If he doesn't know Muqiqi, let alone get a marriage certificate from her, he will listen to his grandfather's meeting, but now that he is a married man, he must be worthy of his beloved women and their holy marriage.
"I think that woman is waiting for you at home." The old man roared, and the table beat louder.
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