The Devil Strikes: Sweetheart, Addicted

Chapter 257 Is it fun?
"Okay, Ozawa." Seeing that Yin Jieyao was faintly showing signs of anger, Mu Ye immediately stopped the teasing.

Most men understand that they can't bear this kind of questioning, let alone Yin Jieyao.

This is undoubtedly a thorn in his heart!

Yin Jieyao looked at Mu Xiaran, looked at her innocent profile, and let out a long sigh.

He hasn't eaten anyone until now, so is he still a man?
In her own home, Mu Xiaran would not be so restrained. When she was hungry, she would go to the long table to get cakes and baked wings to eat. Even if there were uncles and aunts around, she didn't feel restrained.

but……

Mu Xiaran ran to sit down beside Yin Jieyao with a plate, and pushed his arm with her elbow, "Yin Jieyao, don't be angry, my brother is just joking with you, here, I took a lot of food, You eat."

As Mu Xiaran's words sounded, Yin Jieyao glanced at her, but instead of looking at the plate, she looked at the half-eaten cake she was holding in her hand.

With black eyes sinking, Yin Jieyao suddenly lowered his head, hooked the half cake with his tongue, and rolled it into his mouth.

Mu Xiaran froze for a moment, her fingertips seemed to still be warm and slippery from the licking of her tongue just now, she stared blankly at Yin Jieyao, only to see him sticking out his tongue, licking his lips wickedly, With a hook on the corner, the voice said magnetically: "It tastes good."

I don't know why, but she always felt that Yin Jieyao's 'taste is good'...it didn't seem to be referring to the cake.

Well, maybe it's an illusion!

Thinking about it, Mu Xiaran picked up a piece of cake from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, completely without the shyness after being molested, which made Yin Jieyao very depressed.

Was he not showing it clearly enough, or did his charisma drop?Ran'er didn't respond at all!

Suddenly, he felt that the taste of cake in his mouth was as unpalatable as chewing wax.

After the guests stayed at Mu's house for three or four hours, seeing that it was getting dark, Mu Ye personally sent them away. They all drank some alcohol and it was dangerous to drive at night, so Mu Ye asked the royal guards to personally escort them back. Simply flattered.

As soon as the guests left, the living room was in a mess, and the servants immediately came out to clean it up.

Mu Ze stood at the window, quietly admiring the moonlight.

He is like the moon in the sky, although it radiates light, but that kind of light is not like the sun, which is scorching hot, but has a slight coolness and coolness. This is probably Mu Ze.

Suddenly, he was patted on the shoulder a few times, and Mu Ze came back to his senses. Seeing that it was Mu Ye, he called out respectfully: "Dad."

Mu Ye also drank some wine, but he held a good amount of alcohol, so he was not particularly drunk. He leaned against the wall, looked at Mu Ze and asked, "13 years old, I will send you to study abroad, tell me, how is your life there?" Sample?"

Mu Ze never thought that Mu Ye would talk to him about this. After a moment of stunned, he still told him everything about his life there.

But who knows, "Is it fun to work there? Is it fun to go to the hospital and almost die? Or is it fun to be dragged by a biker and almost break a leg?"

Every sentence of 'is it fun', the coldness in the tone became less and less cold, and Mu Ze froze all over.

"Do you think that if you are abroad, I will not know your situation? Do you think that you are not my own son, Mu Ye, so if you are thrown abroad, you will be ignored? The money I sent you, You haven't moved a cent, have you?"

Mu Ze couldn't speak, or in other words, he didn't know what excuse to make, because what Mu Ye said were all facts...

He has always felt guilty towards the Mu family in his heart, because his fate has left a gap in a good family of three, so he is extremely grateful that Mu Ye can send him abroad...

(End of this chapter)