When Mu Tianxing pushes Ling lie out of the bathroom, her brain is in a daze.
When she joined linglie at the dinner table, she remembered just now
Is she crazy? She agreed under the eyes of his crazy eyes!
She promised!
God, what has she promised!
Chopsticks in my hands poke and poke in the small plate!
A quiet voice swept over from the side of the body: "it's the most basic accomplishment of a lovely woman to believe in what you say."
Mu Tianxing wrinkled his face. He implied that if she repented, she would be unlovable?
"Darling, eat it quickly. This duck tongue soup tastes good. Try it."
Linglie ignores all the tangled expressions on her face and tries to add food to her plate and coax her to eat more.
Even if the voice is gentle, it is also full of urging pressure!
Mu Tianxing eats food a little bit and looks up at her eyes, only to find that there is no one on the opposite side!
"Brother Yajun and lime have not come yet!" She exclaimed.
"Well, whatever they are, let's eat first!" Linglie continues to serve her a bowl of soup.
At this moment, Mu Tianxing carefully looked at the food on the table. According to the habit of making late meals in qushiwen, today there is an extra lime. How can we have five or six dishes? One soup is enough. But now there are only two dishes and one soup on the table!
"Are we going to eat in a hurry? They haven't come yet. Let's wait for them! "
"When they have finished eating, they will be confused. When we have finished eating, we have something to do. They can eat later, but we are in a hurry!"
Mu Tianxing listened to his explanation, and his mouth twitched.
Hurry up In a hurry?
I think of those love stories I have seen before, and the little face of Mu Tianxing is red and white.
Putting down her chopsticks, she came close to linglie's ear and said, "I don't have enough strength!"
So don't count on her little hands.
Linglie had a deep look at her. Even if she wanted to use her hand, it was also wrist strength. What does it have to do with arm strength?
His expression is still very light: "you think more!"
Hearing this, I am in a good mood to admire Tianxing for amnesty!
But before he could be happy, a man added another sentence: "I'll know later."
And in the hall --
mollin obeyed Ni Yajun's orders, took a bottle of sour jujube juice and handed it to him, without looking at him, he said: "Ni Shao, I'll do something first."
Ni Yajun stares at her.
Seeing her hanging her little head, she refused to look at him all the time. She was very upset, and could not say where it was.
He had a hunch that he felt something about her.
However, grandpa told him early in the morning that every girl's heart is like fragile glass, which needs to be cherished with great care. If you can't guarantee the future she wants, then don't give her hope at the beginning, so as not to harm others or yourself!
Ni Yajun has lived in the sweet and loving atmosphere of grandparents since childhood. He knows that the best secret to maintain a love and marriage is to cherish each other.
He looked at Maureen quietly. He wanted to say a lot, but it was not so easy to say.
And some words, once said, are equal to that he is about to take on a woman's life.
A good family education has always led Ni Yajun to be cautious about his feelings and personal style. That's why he hasn't really been in love so far.
He doesn't want to love only one person in his life, so he can go to the end of the world. He doesn't have extravagant hopes, but such feelings are too few and the reality is too cruel.
Once he loves, he will be unforgettable. Even if the sky breaks, he has a pair of stubborn wings, which can support a blue sky for his beloved.
So, he's not sure now whether Maureen's feelings for him are love.
He was not sure whether he could give Maureen the future she wanted.
I'm not in the mood to eat again.
Mo Lin turns around and leaves. He doesn't stop her. He silently stares at her back. Ni Yajun takes a bottle of sour jujube juice and goes straight to the third floor.
As soon as the door of the small attic is closed, amber eyes peep through the crystal clear glass roof to see the boundless and bright sky, the shallow half moon, hanging on it, just like his mood at the moment, half hanging.
He thought of his current situation, his identity, the capital city, H City, m City, her dream and his responsibility as an heir.
After analyzing all this, he got up and went downstairs.
When Ni Yajun came to the dining table, linglie and Mu Tianxing were almost finished.
There are six dishes and one soup on the table, which are exquisite and delicious.
It's just that two of the plates are about to be empty. Ni Yajun doesn't ask anything. He takes the rice and eats his own.
While eating, amber pupils sweep around the scene.
The little man who had been hanging on his heart for a long time was not there.
"Summer lime! Do you want to eat or not? "
Ni Yajun frowned and shouted in the direction of the sofa!
Over the sofa, there was a cry: "I'm eating oranges! Don't bother me! "
Ni Yajun: "..."
Linglie picked his eyebrows and said softly, "duck tongue is good."
Ni Yajun took a taste and immediately shouted to the sofa: "summer lime! Let me leave you some duck tongue! This is delicious! "
"Good ~! Leave me some more soup! "
Just after she finished shouting, linglie subconsciously opened the lid of the casserole, looked inside her eyes, as if she was watching enough for her brothers and sisters to share, and left no trace to return the lid, saying nothing.
Mu Tianxing sticks to the spoon to drink the soup, swallows it and chuckles: "I find that you have a common feature, that is, you don't look in sync anymore, but once you become a brother, you all look like a brother."
For example, linglie seems to suppress niyajun everywhere, but in fact, it is considerate to niyajun.
For example, Ni Yajun seems to dislike summer lime very much. In fact, he still remembers summer lime.
This is the most precious kinship in the world!
When Mu Tianxing put down the tableware, Ling lie took the paper towel and helped her wipe her mouth carefully.
The unfathomable eyes light up the wisps of tenderness, like a Wang hot spring rippling from his heart lake, straight to her direction.
Mu Tianxing felt the warmth, and touched the round belly with a charming face: "well, it's so full!"
Linglie smiled, slightly slanted his head, and said, "let's go upstairs and do business."
Mu Tianxing's small face is wrinkled, and a big embarrassing word is hung on it: "it's too full to move."
His eyes and eyebrows rarely show a little bit of banter, which is a bit bad: "I want to hold you? All the way to bed? "