"Jian Qing, your nose is so sharp.
I made a big meal for Jing Mohao today."
Luo Xi suddenly remembered the bowl of noodles she had made by herself, and couldn't help but feel excited.
Jian Qing had a bitter look on her face, "Luo Xi, isn't it?
Although I can't compare to you in terms of relationship between Hao and you, it's not like I won't even eat a meal."
"How can that be possible?"
Luo Xi was happy, but suddenly found that Sisi was still in the kitchen, and looked at Jian Qing, "But you can eat if you want, but you have to help me check Sisi first.
She just I slipped in the kitchen, I don’t know if I was injured.”
Jian Qing glanced at Jing Mo Hao's cold face, obviously still immersed in anger and a little embarrassed.
Luo Xi begged again, "Sisi just gave birth not long ago and the confinement period hasn't been completed yet.
Please help me go and see her.
Please, please."
Luo Xi clasped his hands together and bowed to Jian Qing again and again, making his last effort to save Cheng Sisi's body.
Jing Mohao stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and shook his head towards Jian Qing.
Jian Qing received permission before walking into the kitchen to check the situation.
Luo Xi was about to follow, but was blocked by a wall of flesh from the man.
"Luoxi, you just said you prepared a big meal just for me.
What was it?"
Luo Xi stared at him with her eyes open.
If she had to use one word to describe his expression at this moment, it would only be that she was carried away.
Please, Master Jingda, please keep your angry and majestic attitude just now, okay?
The way you look now makes me feel very scared.
"You will find out after a while."
Luo Xi avoided his eager eyes and hid to one side.
The man didn't allow her to hide away, he hugged her and hummed proudly, "Stupid woman, you finally have some conscience." "" Seeing him leading her towards the kitchen, Luo Xi felt frightened.
He was so angry just now, and now he has calmed down a little for his own meal, but if he saw that the big meal he prepared for him was a bowl of spicy hotpot made of dumpling wrappers, I don’t know if he would Will ask myself: Luo Xi, how do you want to die?
"Jing Mohao, hehe, just wait on the table and I'll get it for you."
Luo Xi smiled apologetically, feeling like a fool in her heart.
Jing Mohao thought she was shy because she was cooking a meal for him.
He leaned over and ravaged her lips, saying in a seductive voice, "I'm giving you this chance to show off.
Why are you so shy?"
Luo Xi just wanted to cry without tears.
Who is shy?
She is not shy.
She is clearly scared, okay?
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Zhazi Cave, Luo Xi simply shut his mouth and refused to admit it.
She only admitted that she made the dumplings, but she didn’t know anything about the noodles.
Jing Mohao looked at her expression of waiting for death, and the smile on his lips became wider.
The bowl of something she didn't know was placed in the most conspicuous place at the entrance to the kitchen.
As soon as he entered, he smelled the sour smell emanating from the bowl.
However, it seemed that he still put a lot of thought into it, whether it was good or bad thoughts, as long as she was willing to put her thoughts on him, he would be in a happy mood.
If it tastes good, he will reward her by doing it once; if it tastes bad, he will punish her by doing it once.
All the same.
Seeing Luo Xi walking slower and slower, Jing Mohao simply picked her up and walked into the kitchen door in two strides.
Luoxi: "":