Mo Xian paused in his hand and then slowly held a sandwich:

"Not used for the time being."

Mo Xian thought for a while and put down the sandwich.

The milk and delicate snacks on the table were placed on the tray and brought up the stairs.

Lao Fang came out and took a look, shook his head:

"I can't tell, the boss is so good to his hostages?"

Guo Tong saw him and reminded him lukewarmly:

"It's an ex-girlfriend."

Don't show the door and push in.

Looking at Qin Yu who had finished washing up and was sitting next to the window.

Still motionless.

She spread her hair and after a night, her hair had already dried up and still had a faint fragrance.

Mo Xian walked over and put the meal on the table:

"Since I woke up, why didn't I go down to have a meal? A new chef has arrived and his skills are pretty good."

I thought she wouldn't answer.

Because he felt that her reaction was still in anger.

But she turned around and smiled very gently:

"I have no appetite."

Mo Xian was stunned, and she spoke:

"I want to eat wine-making rounds."

Next second.

Don't smile.

The smile on his face was particularly gentle. In fact, he smiled very gently and humblely, and the edges and corners on his face were hidden.

Give people a feeling of spring breeze blowing on their faces.

Qin Yu was able to make a request, which showed that he was willing to reveal what happened last night.

Mo Xian seemed to have been released, and the smile on his face did not diminish.

He brought the food back again.

Lao Fang frowned: "That young lady doesn't eat a bite?"

Mo Xian raised his eyebrows: "She wants to eat wine to make round pieces."

Lao Fang: "Ah?"

Mo Xian had already started rolling up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen:

"I'll do it."

Lao Fang was so surprised that his mouth was so open that he could hold an egg.

He had never seen Mo Xian cook before, and even when he smelled the smell of oil smoke, he would lose his temper.

He cooks?

Lao Fang looked at Guo Tong.

Obviously, he was shocked too.

The things here are still complete, and Amei has prepared them very well.

In a while.

A bowl of wine-making rice dumplings is ready.

Mo Xian was in a very good mood. The corners of his lips were slightly raised and he carried the bowl upstairs.

When they were together, Qin Yu didn’t know how to cook, and when he was hungry at night, he would coax Mo Xian to cook wine and make wine rolls.

She always acted so coquettishly that he couldn't stand it, so he could only be obedient.

Those warm and lingering responses were soaked in a bowl of wine-making balls.

So she wants to eat wine and make a round piece because she can’t let go of her feelings?

Mo Xian pushed the door and went in, but she still sat there obediently.

"Give."

Qin Yu smiled and took it.

There were quite a lot of wine-making rice dumplings, which she couldn't eat at first, but she still forced herself to eat them all.

really.

Mo Xian's face was gentle and long, and his smile was a little refreshing and pure.

Putting down the bowl, before Qin Yu could speak, he walked over and hugged her in his arms from behind.

Looking at the lush green plants outside the window.

The mood was so mysterious that it was rising and falling. The man's eyes were deep and he touched her lower abdomen:

"I'll take you out for a walk later."

Qin Yu was stunned and happy, but he didn't say it out.

She just nodded slightly, and her slender eyes turned to meet his gaze:

"Mo Xian, you really can't let me go. Admit it, don't you want to take revenge on me at all, right?"

Don't show your whole body to a slight stiffness.

He had just subconsciously let go of his hand.

Qin Yu turned around, but she hugged his waist and threw herself on him.

"Why, you want to use this method?

You obviously love me so much, even if I have been married and have been away from you for a long time.

But do you want me to hate you or to make me fall in love with you again in this way?”

She didn't look at his eyes, avoiding his sight.

Because she was afraid of her disguise and couldn't hold on.

She tried her best to return to a state of self-deception.

There was no fog in the eyes.

really.

Mo Xian's body, which she was holding, was slightly stiff.

Next second.

He hugged Qin Yu's slender and soft waist tightly with both hands.

What is his purpose to snatch her and imprison her here?

Maybe he doesn't even know it himself.

Whether it is to use it or like it.

She will never leave her side again in her life.

He admitted his selfishness, and he had clearly embarked on a path of no return, but he insisted on dragging her in.

The road she took was bright and smooth, surrounded by love and money, and she had a smooth life.

But he didn't want to just watch and not participate.

Once I taste her, it will be hard to let go.

"Qin Yu, will you fall in love with me again?"

His voice was low and thick, and his breathing was burning.

Her wide palms held the person in her arms and felt her warmth.

He could feel her slight changes.

Maybe it's fake, just to coax him and deceive him.

But maybe it is true?

She has always been hard-mouthed, isn't she?

He would rather believe in this one in ten thousand possibility.
To be continued...