Stay for dinner?
Yemoxuan was just wondering if it was George who had a big mouth and gossip to send her a text message. Now she was attracted by a question.
To Stay for dinner?
"Are you inviting me?" He asked, his dark eyes staring at her.
Han Mu Zi nodded, "well, there are some dishes in the refrigerator. I can cook."
"Can you cook?"
Seems to be some accident, night Mo Xuan can't help but ask a way.
But soon, he realized that he was wrong, so he said, "no, who knows what the hell you're doing."
Han Mu Zi instantly drooped his face, like a dejected rabbit, "although I'm not a professional cook, but you haven't eaten, how can you say it's a ghost?"
Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."
He frowned. Was he so disappointed? It's just a meal.
"If If you're worried, I can call George and ask him to go through... "
After the words haven't finished, night Mo Xuan directly coldly interrupts her words: "you have a good relationship with him?"
"Ah?" Han Mu Zi blinked her eyes and shook her head subconsciously: "it's not very good, but aren't you friends? I just want to... "
"Don't call him." Night ink Xuan direct way.
"Well, you mean you're willing to stay?"
The night Mo Xuan pursed her thin lips, and her heart was still a little uncomfortable. She was struggling about how to refuse her so that she would not be too sad. She saw her smiling face: "then sit down first, and I'll prepare."
Then he flew to the kitchen as fast as he could.
Yemoxuan looks at her steps and looks at her figure. Remembering what George said to him before, he suddenly feels You may have been given a routine.
In front of the woman, looks high spirited, so full of vitality, where seems to be uncomfortable?
George, a damned guy, is really making up all kinds of lies in order to cheat himself.
Night ink Xuan is not easy to go, looked around, and then sat down on the sofa, when he looked down, he saw the suit in his hand.
So the night ink Xuan naturally, then thought of before in the room to see that scene.
Red underwear
Stop.
Night ink Xuan in time to control their own ideas, can no longer think about it.
If you think about it, it's not this little assistant who's abnormal, but himself.
But often, the more you want to control some ideas, the less it will want to run out and occupy your mind.
Just like now, the outline and shape of the underwear always appear in yemoxuan's mind. If you look at the suit in your hand, it's like taking a hot potato.
He threw the suit straight away.
Forget it. I don't want it.
So he doesn't have to think about it all the time.
Han Muzi is busy living in the kitchen, and his lips are raised.
The wechat just now was sent to her by George. Naturally, it's about yemoxuan.
At first, she really thought yemoxuan came to get the suit, but George said that he told yemoxuan about his discomfort. Then he came out and asked her if he had come to see her?
When seeing this message, Han Muzi felt as if her heart was surrounded by some fire package, hot + hot.
And My heart beats faster.
Perhaps, for now night Mo Xuan, Ao Jiao is his original appearance. In the past, he was the same. Although he had a poisonous tongue, he would solve everything for her behind her back and protect her in front of outsiders.
If the suit can be used as an excuse for him to find himself, then It's also a good thing.
This shows that even if the night ink Xuan amnesia, but for him, or has a great attraction.
As she washed the vegetables, she took out her hand to reply to George on wechat.
Han Muzi: Thank you.
George seemed to have been waiting for her to reply. Seeing her saying thank you, he immediately sent a question mark.
It was followed by a series of bombing messages.
Xiaozhizhi: did he really come to you?
Xiaozhizhi: I really want to. What should I do? I'm so excited. Why do you think he's so awkward? Sister in law, I'm almost sure now that Wei Chi is a tough guy, and he must like you!
The last sentence made Han Muzi's heart beat a little faster. Instead of returning to George's wechat, she put her mobile phone on silent and concentrated on cooking.
I don't know how long I've been busy, but suddenly a man's voice appears behind me.
"How much longer?"
Han Mu purple turn head, see night Mo Xuan one step into the kitchen, one side cold voice asks a way.She Leng for a while, and then seriously to calculate the time, give him the answer.
"About half an hour, not so fast, you Are you hungry? "
With that, she quickly turned on the tap and washed her hands. Nervously, she looked at yemoxuan and said, "why don't I make some instant food for you first?"
Night Mo Xuan sees a lot of things put in the kitchen, can't help wring eyebrows, "do you want to do so many dishes?"
"Well, fortunately, it's basically three dishes and one soup. Aren't you hungry? Would you like to make some noodles first? " With that, Han Mu Zi stood on tiptoe and wanted to take the instant noodle bag on the shelf.
Her tiptoe action let night Mo Xuan looking at some can't bear, raised his hand for her to take things down, along the way: "no, I don't eat noodles."
Han Muzi was a little disappointed: "that..."
"What do you need me to do?" Night Mo Xuan suddenly asked a sentence.
"Ah?" Han Mu Zi stares big eyes, like can't believe the same, "you, do you want to help?"
Night Mo Xuan avoids her eyes, complexion as usual: "can't eat and drink for nothing?"
"No, I can do it myself." Han Mu Zi thought carefully for a while, and then refused the night ink Xuan: "I think the president or to wait for me outside."
Night Mo Xuan stares at her for a while, suddenly sneer: "you this is to despise me?"
"No, No."
She shook her head in denial, though she did dislike him.
After all, he has never been in the kitchen before. How can he cook? Let him help, Han Muzi is afraid to help more.
"Oh." Night Mo Xuan sneered, the momentum on the body is very bad, "it seems that you are really in disrespect for me."
"Not really."
Alas, Han Mu Zi had no choice but to say, "if you have to help, then You help me kill the fish. "
Yemo Xuan coldly goes to untie the button on his sleeve, thinking, this woman Dare to belittle him.
Next, he surprised her and showed her that it was wrong to dislike herself.
But when Han Mu Zi brings a bucket of live fish to him, night Mo Xuan is silent.
He silently looked at the fish swimming happily in the bucket, and his face became cold.
He raised his eyes, "that's what you want me to kill?"
Han Mu Zi's eyes brightened and nodded: "well, is there a problem?"