my billionaire ex-husband

Yi Musen put the CD in, and the beautiful piano music flowed.

Xia Mumian remembered that Imsen always liked to listen to music, which would help his mind to rest. His habits hadn't changed after so many years, and what he liked to listen to were those songs she was familiar with.

The music played, and she regained the old time. She taught him to dance for the first time.

"Why don't you eat yet?" Xia Mumian urged, "I'm here to watch you eat, so I can take the lunch box home."

Yi Musen looked up, the lunch box was far away and he couldn't hold it. [

Xia Mumian took it over, opened it for him, and picked up a meatball: "This is the best, I tried it, you should try it, ah."

Yi Musen frowned, opened his mouth to eat, and took the lunch box.

"Is it delicious?" she asked.

"Ah."

"Give me one too?"

"Didn't you eat it?"

"I just want to eat what's in your lunchbox..."

Imusen pushed the lunch box over, Xia Mumian shook his head: "I want to eat what you feed."

Imson frowned again, she thought he would start to scold her in a low voice, but who knew he would actually come here with a meatball in his hand.Xia Mumian stared at him with wide eyes: "I'm teasing you, are you really holding me?"

"Don't eat?" He withdrew his hand.

"Eat, I'll eat." Xia Mumian moved her head closer, holding the chopsticks in her mouth.

Yi Musen twitched hard, and then she let go, and said with a rascal face: "I've already kissed you, are you afraid that I will eat your saliva?"

Imson didn't say a word, she thought he would wipe the chopsticks with a paper towel, or just change the chopsticks. He had done this before.

But he ate like nothing happened.

Xia Mumian's heart sank, and he sized Imsen up and down with curious eyes, wondering how he had been stimulated to suddenly change so much.