The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 1187 1195 Even the movements of picking fishbone can be done as gracefully as if you are playing the piano

He petted the little donkey's head lovingly, and led her to the restaurant.

Zhou Ming hurriedly asked someone to set up dinner.

Such a virtuous and virtuous young lady who respects the old and loves the young, lively and beautiful, considerate of servants, and neither arrogant nor rash can't be hungry.With her backing, if I accidentally make some mistakes in the future, I won't have to worry about it.

The moonlight in the lotus pond also heard what Luo Yao said just now, and secretly congratulated Zhou Ming behind the back of the young master and young mistress.

Ye Moyuan raised his eyes, caught a glimpse of their winking expressions, and frowned slightly.

Xiao He noticed the slight displeasure on Ye Moyuan's face, and quickly signaled to the others, all of them regained their composure, stood upright, and did not dare to make any small moves.

Like an elementary school student who was caught talking in class by the teacher, he stood there with his head held high.

After taking a bite of rice, Luo Yao picked up a vegetable and put it in her mouth. Seeing the man with a dark face looking at the moonlight in the lotus pond behind her, she suddenly became unhappy.

"Yemoyuan! You eat as soon as you eat, and see what others do?" Turning around, he told the moonlight in the lotus pond, "You four also go to eat quickly, and don't gather around here."

Save yourself that the man is not happy when he sees it, and eats with a dark face, he will definitely suffer from indigestion.

Hawthorn Moonlight seemed to have received an amnesty order, and they all slipped away. If they didn't slip away again, I was really afraid that the young master would throw them out.

Zhou Ming also followed. To be honest, he was also afraid of the young master's cold gaze.

"Yemoyuan! What are you doing with such a straight face while eating? I want to eat fish, so you pick me up." I have to find something for this man to do, otherwise he won't be able to eat well.

Needed by the little donkey, Ye Moyuan felt that he was still very important in her heart, at least more important than the moonlight in the lotus pond.

"Okay! I'll pick for you."

Ye Moyuan's slender fingers pinched the thin white ivory chopsticks, carefully picked out the fish bones one by one, put them aside, and then put the snow-white and tender fish meat into the bowl in front of her.

Luo Yao was stunned by such a simple movement.

I never knew that someone could pick fish bones as gracefully as if they were playing the piano.

Good looking and elegant.

"Baby! What's the matter?" Ye Moyuan was confused by the little donkey's dazed expression, and waved his chopsticks in front of her eyes, "Why don't you eat?"

"Ah? Oh!" Luo Yao came back to her senses, and felt that it was ridiculous for her to be infatuated with Ye Moyuan, her face turned red again, "I eat, I eat."

Picking up the fish meat, he stuffed it into his mouth, deliberately took a bite out of it, and then gave it to the man opposite.

"Try it, this fish is good and delicious."

Ye Moyuan opened his mouth to catch it, tasted it and said, "With you here, no matter what I eat, I think it tastes good. Especially you, I can't get enough of it."

"Boring." Luo Yao pulled back her chopsticks and rolled her eyes, "Yemoyuan! Can we stop being so angry? Do you dare to finish the meal in a serious manner?"

Ye Moyuan smiled, took a sip of the soup, and asked, "I can eat you after I finish eating, right?"

Speechless.

Completely speechless.

Are all men this rascal?Can talk about that matter anytime, anywhere?

Can we still have a pleasant meal?
The little stubborn donkey didn't answer his own words, and Ye Moyuan didn't dare to say any more, and continued to pick fishbone for her.

The two of them ate, but no one spoke again.

Luo Yao put down the bowl, Ye Moyuan couldn't wait to pick her up, and went upstairs with a "thump thump thump".

"Ye Moyuan! What are you doing?" Luo Yao was beating the man's chest in panic and joy, "Can you keep your focus?"

(End of this chapter)