Chapter 315: Xia Yimo, What Kind of Thing Is She (1)
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Chapter 315: Xia Yimo, What Kind of Thing Is She (1)
Mu Jingchen's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, he was bewitchingly blind, and his silver-gray home clothes were lined with more elegant and noble, and he said, "If you are only allowed to wear pajamas, will I have to freeze into a dog?" Hold me tight, be careful of me who has a bad temper and doesn't speak well, and I will drop you! β
Xia Yimo Nunu had a small nose, looked at Xiao Xiao, and said, "Look, that's all." 13579246810ggaax, please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update" just proves it.
Xiao Xiao smiled, and under Mu Jingchen's eyes, he didn't speak again. Chen Shao didn't want Momo to know that his arm was injured, so she didn't talk much.
These two pinched each other, they really loved and killed each other.
If their family Momo knew that Chen Shao had been stabbed on his left arm because of her, and he still hugged her so casually, he would be distressed!
Downstairs, restaurant.
The sumptuous meal, set up a whole table, the dishes are exquisite, the plates are exquisite, and at first glance it is the treatment of entertaining distinguished guests. Fu Xiche raised his eyebrows, and immediately knew the reason why Mu Jingchen let him into Mu's house and kept him for dinner.
For Xia Yimo, invite him to dinner to thank you.
In the name of the fiancΓ©.
He suddenly thought that when Mu Jingchen left him for dinner, Xia Yimo smiled so happily, but it wasn't because he wanted to stay, right?
It's because of Mu Jingchen, in order to thank her, for her, to endure himself, and do things that he wouldn't do before, that's why she is so happy!
The six of them consciously sat down, the atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Xia Yimo's scalp was numb for a while.
"Mu Jingchen, stay away from me." She only had a dinner plate in front of her, not half a pair of chopsticks, and she knew at once that the demons around her were sitting so close, what they wanted to do.
He wants to feed her in front of everyone!!
The little hand suddenly reached over and took a spoon, and the fingertips of the aching hand trembled, and they trembled and wanted to smash it down. Mu Jingchen took it casually and said, "Now you know it hurts, right?" You don't have the strength either. β
Scoop up a spoonful of white porridge, close to your mouth to blow cold, and say softly: "Don't refuse me, open your mouth." β
[Don't refuse me, open your mouth.] γ
Isn't it just eating! It's so ambiguous, what do you want to do?
Xia Yimo's face was blushing, and he looked at the rest of the people, all of them looked at their noses, noses, mouths, mouths, and hearts, and ate calmly, before they were obedient.
Xiao Xiao sat next to Fu Xiche, and finally couldn't help but complain: "Chen Shao is really abusing dogs!" They are all single dogs, why do they hurt each other? β
β...... He was abusing me. β
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Fu Xiche replied in a low voice, elegantly sandwiching the food, Xiao Xiao laughed "poof", "Yes, it's you, it's you." β
He said it so funny, and the whole atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
"Mu Jingchen, a shameless dead belly, eats a meal at his house, this is the price."
The gate of the Mu family, let him in in vain?
Xia Yimo, let him see it in vain?
Rice, let him eat it in vain?
......
After resting for several days, Xia Yimo completely recovered.
In the past few days, I have been bored with Mu Jingchen, playing Go, watching movies, eating, and doing a lot of things.
She also knew that she knew Mu Jingchen so little, for example, he could win the Go Gold Medal and lose pants, he knew simple shooting skills, he was a first-class player at SLRs, he could borrow a position, and he could sketch and paint a portrait of her......
The most uncomfortable aunt period has also survived, she knows that she and Mu Jingchen really don't have a few days, and they can count the days with their fingers.
Weekend evenings.
"Mu Jingchen, I'll give Feng Yu and prepare a little gift!" Xia Yimo asked for the Nth time. She fiddled with her fingers, in her clothes, her own **.
Tonight, just on the birthday of the Honor, Victoria set up a wine party.
Mu Jingchen was casual, took a black windbreaker, put it on simply, and wore it with black pants and Martin boots, which was very handsome. Turning his head to look at Xia Yimo, a small powder blue coat, the same black pants and small boots as a couple, and the porcelain white of the little face is very cute.
"Mine?" He stretched out his big hand, smiled evilly, and said embarrassedly: "You didn't buy my birthday gift, so you bought it for him, why?" β
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I've been coding words, and I've never given up, but my hand can't afford to hurt my hand......
An An, see you during the day.
Next, what Su Nimeng wants to see, guess what it will be written......
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