The car finally stopped at a Sichuan restaurant. From the sign outside, Muqiqi was really shocked.

She knows about this Sichuan restaurant. She has been on a food show. It is said that it is a private restaurant. She has to make an appointment for a queue several months in advance. It is another matter if she can't eat.

So for Mo yanjue can bring her here, Muqiqi is very surprised, forgot to open the door to get off.

Suddenly, the tall figure blocked her from the outside of the car and looked at the magnificent facade of the restaurant. She then reflected that the driver had already got out of the car.

Just as she was about to reach out to open the door and buckle her hand, the door opened and a pair of long hands extended in and invited her.

A little stupefied, she stretched out her little hand, she put it into his generous palm, thought it was very elegant to get off the car, but accidentally stepped on the stone on the ground, and her foot was unstable and fell directly into his arms.

"Be careful." Mo yanjue stretched out his hand to help her nervously. His powerful arm grasped her waist and protected her well in his arms.

"Are you all right?"

Feeling her rapid heartbeat and rising body temperature, Mo yanjue kept an ambiguous posture without moving, and her voice was gentle and caring.

Muqiqiba in his chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, small face red, while saying nothing, while free from his arms, "let's go, let's hurry in, after dinner, there is work in the afternoon."

As Mrs. Mo has been a few months, she is still this shy appearance, Mo yanjue feel blessed.

Sexy lips slightly raised, he clenched her small hand, strode toward the private restaurant.

Before entering the door, the man in suit and leather shoes, who looks like the manager of the hall, bowed down 90 degrees to say hello, "how is mo Shao?"

Mo Yan Jue nodded slightly, "is the private room I ordered ready?"

"It's ready for you, and our general manager song has sent a message. Your consumption today is free of charge. Please come inside!"

Follow in Mo Yan Jue behind Mu Qiqi to hear the two words, eyes are bright!

In the end, the identity is placed there, and the most important thing is who is Mr. Song in the manager's mouth? It's not Dr. Song, is it?

In the space of wishful thinking, she was taken into the restaurant, followed the steps of Mo yanjue all the way, and walked into a private room with quite distinctive decoration.

One after another special food is served on the table. Just the smell spreading in the air, Muqiqi will already be drooling. It's spicy, spicy and cool!

Can't wait to pick up chopsticks, she looked up at the opposite man, smile a face satisfied expression, "I'm not polite."

Clear like a spring of water like voice from the opposite side, "be polite to me, what do you think of me?"

A big mouthful of boiled meat was put into his mouth, and his nose and tears began to react in an instant. While eating, he made a slight hissing sound, but he did not answer his question.

Looking at her patronage to eat is not with his stubble, handsome face Pang pulled down, "intentional?"

Mu Qiqi was afraid of his low and cold tone. He raised his eyelids carefully to look at him. He swallowed the food in his mouth in a hurry. He wiped his mouth with a paper towel. His back was straight, just like a pupil who had done something wrong and was waiting for the teacher's instruction. Her eyes were a little shy. She said frankly: "what's the intention? You brought me to dinner and didn't let me eat. You did it on purpose. "

"Don't change the subject. What do you think of me?" Mo yanjue's eyes are deep, looking at her.

"Honey, dear!"

When Mu Qiqi said this, his eyes seemed to have swept from the table full of delicious food. It seemed that he could not wait.

In spite of this, Mo yanjue listened to the husband's two words, but he was still very happy.

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