Madam Dihao is not good

One ate, but suddenly frowned!

Mu Xicheng looked at her with lowered eyes: "What, is it sour?"

"Not sour, very sweet, would you like a piece?" Chanel handed over a piece, and Mu Xicheng ate the piece of orange with his hand, frowning immediately.

Chanel laughed mischievously: "Is it very sour? Super sour!"

The first moment Mu Xicheng gave her was so sweet, but the second one was so sour! [

Mu Xicheng raised his eyebrows and said, "The strangest thing about this orange is that it grows on the same branch, some are extremely sour, some are extremely sweet, two extremes."

No wonder Mu Xicheng wanted to try a piece for Chanel just now.

"It's really sour." Chanel still had a strong sour taste in her mouth, and she almost wanted to cry just now. "But it's sweet and very sweet, very refreshing."

Mu Xicheng peeled another one and tried a piece: "This one is very sweet, try it."

Chanel was in a trance, remembering that when she was with Mu Xicheng, when they went out to eat, no matter what dish was served, Mu Xicheng would try it first.

Whichever dish he tried was delicious, he brought that dish in front of Chanel and let her eat it.

He always takes care of her so carefully...

On the contrary, it was me who took his care for granted and gave him sour oranges as a prank.

"You can eat." Chanel said, "I have already eaten a very sweet one."

Mu Xicheng smiled lightly: "Fool, there are so many more, I just peel it off."

"No, I'll peel it for you." Chanel snatched the orange from Mu Xicheng's hand.

He was slightly surprised, and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Chanel smiled: "I have always asked you to take care of me, and I would be embarrassed. We have to take care of each other!"

If she wanted to make up for him, she had to start with the minutiae of life.

From now on, she must learn to give, learn to accept others, and learn how to truly love someone.

Chanel brought an orange, peeled it carefully, and tried another piece...

She is really unlucky, how to peel one sour one.

Her brows were immediately raised, and she whispered, "Wait a minute, this one is sour, I'll peel another one for you."

But the orange in his hand was taken away. [

There was satisfaction in Mu Xicheng's faint smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as Xia Nai peels it for me, it will be sweet."

he eats as soon as he says