"Chu Zheng."

Su Mohan asked in a deep voice.

"Chu Tezhu is eating in the kitchen."

Su Mohan's face was even more ugly, he didn't have an appetite to eat, he ran to eat first!

Wait a minute!

Why did he eat it now?

Su Mohan squinted his eyes and got out of bed, pushed the drip shelf with one hand, and walked to the kitchen in a pair of slippers.

Chu Zheng, who was nibbling on buns in the kitchen, involuntarily stopped chewing, and couldn't help but prick up his ears when he heard the sound of wheels sliding in the corridor.

Listening to it, Chu Zheng felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that the sound of the wheels and footsteps were coming towards him.

Chu Zheng hurriedly stood up and looked in the direction of the door, stuffing buns into his mouth while drinking soup.

Not long after, Su Mohan, who was still on his hand, appeared in front of the kitchen door with a gloomy face, looked at the bun that Chu Zheng was stuffing into his mouth, glanced at the pink insulated lunch box on the side, and said in a dark voice: "Chu Zheng." ”

Chu Zheng trembled, stuffing the last half of the bun into his mouth while saying, "Master ......"

"What to eat? Eat so deliciously? Su Mohan's gaze fell on Chu Zheng's body, and there was a faint smile on his face, but how to look at it made people's hearts furious.

Chu Zheng muttered in his heart that you didn't let me give you messy things to eat, but he said seriously: "There are a few women who always send some messy things over, and I see that it is a waste to throw them away, so I simply share them with everyone to eat." ”

"Divide it with everyone?" Su Mohan opened his mouth faintly, and his sharp gaze swept over several big men on the side, as if trying to find a bit of food residue from the corner of their mouths, so as to judge them as a conclusive evidence.

Seeing that Su Mohan's face was getting darker and darker, Chu Zheng bypassed him and hurriedly ran out of the door, but he didn't know what was going on, Chu Zheng only ran a few steps before he tripped over something and suddenly fell on the armrest of the drip rack in Su Mohan's hand.

The socket of the left eye instantly turned blue, and I don't know if it will turn purple.

Chu Zheng ran away, barely swallowed the bun in his mouth, and let out a long breath, with some Venus twinkling in front of him.

Su Mohan stepped forward with a calm face and looked at the thermos bucket, but there were only a few lonely vegetable leaves left in it, showing off very arrogantly!

The anger in his heart immediately surged again.

Damn Chu Zheng, I didn't expect him to be a thief, he was simply looking for death!

Su Mohan didn't touch breakfast with a calm face, and it wasn't until noon that Concubine Ye brought a meal over again.

Looking at Chu Zheng's bruised left eye socket, Concubine Ye couldn't help but be taken aback: "Chu Zheng, how did you get these eyes?" ”

"I accidentally bumped it." Chu Zheng smiled slightly, as if he was happy because of Concubine Ye's concern.

Concubine Ye frowned and put the lunch box aside: "Why don't you take some medicine." ”

"This kind of bruising medicine is not very useful, and I will be fine after a while."

Concubine Ye frowned and asked the doctor for some ointment, and then stood in front of Chu Zheng and carefully wiped his entire eye socket.

Chu Zheng looked at Concubine Ye who was close at hand, and his breathing couldn't help but become a little shorter.

She was so close to him that he could clearly smell the nice aroma of her.

Chu Zheng stared at Concubine Ye's expression in a daze, and a faint satisfaction overflowed in his eyes.

He really doesn't want much, he just wants to be able to see her often and watch her happy.