Chapter 719

"Uncle Joe, what are you looking at?"

Seeing joy staring at Song Yixue, the small group tugged at the corner of his coat and asked.

"It's OK." Joey drew back his eyes and took the little boy's hand and walked forward.

He just felt familiar in a trance, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After sitting in the living room for a while, the dinner party began. Joey sat opposite Mo Yuhan and Shichu.

On the table, at the beginning of the meal, he specially put the dishes on Joey's plate, "eat more, try the chef's skill here."

"It looks like it has all kinds of colors, flavors and flavors. But how can I lose my skills to you? When can I have a chance to try again?"

Joey put the dish he had given him in his mouth and looked at her with a smile on his lips.

At the beginning of the day, listening to Joey's words, I thought that he was trying to get along with Mo Yuhan?

"You really flatter me. The chef of Mo's family is a famous top chef in Qingcheng. The craftsmanship is naturally beyond my reach."

"It's very modest of you to say that. In my opinion, your skill is much better than this top chef."

Mo Yuhan's slender fingers holding chopsticks, take the food into the mouth, showing the usual elegance and indifference.

Even at dinner, he showed his self-cultivation.

However, hidden in the calm is the rough sea. Mo Yuhan used his chopsticks to hold a yellow croaker and turned it over and put it on his plate.

Joey was a little stunned. What do you mean by the flipped yellow croaker?

Is he warning him to be careful, just like this fish, turn over?

"Mr. Mo is very polite, but I don't like fish. I should have liked it at the beginning."

Joey put the yellow croaker on the plate at the beginning of the day. At the beginning of the day, seeing Mo Yuhan's deep face, he took the fish back.

"You'd better eat the fish. I haven't eaten fish for a long time."

"Uncle Joe, if you don't like it, give it to me."

Reading, as if smelling the gunpowder between them, handed the plate to Joey.

"Read it to me." Joey turned the fish into the plate of recitation, and then he faced his eyes at the beginning of the day.

The table looked calm, but it was just like the Hongmen banquet. Joey was on pins and needles.

After the meal, Joey followed Mo Yuhan to the side hall for tea. At the beginning, he went back to his room to have a rest.

"I didn't expect that when I was single for so many years, I was still with you at the end of the day. Seeing you today, I didn't see anything special. I knew I had been with her when I was abroad." Joey sat down and casually played with the delicate teacup and said it in a slow voice.

"Mr. Qiao is so confident in himself that she would not choose you even without me."

Mo Yuhan's voice was cool, and his eyes looked at Joey peacefully, but he felt somehow oppressed.

"Mr. Mo's words are a little premature. At the beginning of that year, when I was abroad, I was weak. I accompanied her and tried my best to recuperate her. I don't think Mr. Mo could imagine the feelings. But I haven't indicated my feelings to her. If I'm honest with her now, Mr. Mo thinks that you and her wedding can still enter Will you go on? " Joey's lips were smiling, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were gentle, but his words were full of provocation.

Mo Yuhan raised a eyebrow on one side. Just now the man provoked him on the table and asked his daughter-in-law to cook for him. Now he says these words again?

"Mr. Joe is so confident that you can try it." Mo Yu Han light answer, not anxious not impetuous, but make life from a fear.

Joey listened to Mo Yuhan's tone, how could he feel that the other party seemed to stand up and hit him at any time.