Never deeply in love

Out of curiosity, he walked to the kitchen and wanted to see what she was doing, but he smelled the fragrance mixed with the hot air coming out, which made him realize that he had not eaten much today.

He didn't even see whose territory he was in, eating his food and using his food. How dare he not give it to him? So what if he ordered a bowl? Even if she starved to death, she had to let him eat first.

Mo-tse han walked to the dining table and sat down, hugging his chest and waiting for her to bring it over.

Bai Mingyue gritted his teeth. Only a perverted man would do such a perverted thing. He actually snatched a bite from a woman. Was he a man? Woo woo...

Bai Mingyue wanted to cry, but her stomach growled twice. She had been waiting for a long time for the delicious food to come out of her mouth. It was too much.

Bai Mingyue clenched his fist. Forget it. At worst, she would make another one. Besides, it would be better and more delicious than his. He was so angry that he asked him to take it from her.

Bai Mingyue reluctantly walked over with the steaming bowl of dumplings, pursed his lips and left in front of him.

"Wait a minute."

Bai Mingyue bit his lip and turned around. "What's wrong?"

Mo Zihan looked at the way she was holding her breath, and he felt very relaxed. He leaned back and pointed at the soup bowl in front of him expressionlessly. "I don't eat onions."

"I'll eat."

Bai Mingyue was angry, but he still whispered. It wasn't made for you. You snatched it yourself. Mo Zihan looked bad.

Bai Mingyue said quickly, "I mean, if you don't eat, don't eat."

Mo-tse raised his eyebrows, pointed at the soup bowl and motioned to her. "Pick it out."

Bai Mingyue wondered, "Why?"

If you don't like it, why pick it out?

"It's bad for the eyes, bad for the appetite." The man's words were calm and calm, but there was a subtle deterrence that could not be rejected.

Bai Mingyue was grinding his teeth. Damn it. I knew she should have poisoned this perverted man. What's wrong with him?

Mo-tse's cold eyes grew colder. This man had never been patient, and Bai Mingyue had already learned it.

She had no choice but to go over and pick up the chopsticks to pick out the scallions in the soup bowl bit by bit.

"Okay." She put down her chopsticks.

Mo Zihan was satisfied and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Bai Mingyue endured his anger and went back to the kitchen to refill his dumplings. The ingredients in the fridge were almost empty and there was only one egg left.

Bai Mingyue cut the onion, saw the eggs, and remembered what Mo-tse han said a few days ago. He liked fried eggs, not poached eggs?

A malicious smile rose from the corner of Bai Mingyue's mouth.

Do you like fried eggs? The fried egg tasted pretty good, but unfortunately, there was only one egg left.

Bai Mingyue smiled maliciously, remembering Mo Zihan's reaction later on. The more he thought about it, the happier he became.

Even if she had to give in to his lewd power, she had to find a way to protest a little. Otherwise, she would be too suffocating. She was afraid that she would suffocate to death.

No matter how badly he treated her, he would not expect him to treat her any better. What was he afraid of?

Bai Mingyue made up his mind. After making the dumplings, he made a delicious fried egg. The aroma of the dumplings mixed with the aroma of the fried egg. Bai Mingyue took a deep breath. It was so fragrant that it made people feel like eating.

But she didn't forget her plan and walked out of the kitchen with the bowl of dumplings with fried eggs.

Mo Zihan had finished eating and was sitting at the dining table wiping his mouth when a strange smile appeared on the corner of Bai Mingyue's mouth. He sat down directly across from him and deliberately said, "Ah, it smells good. It's finally ready to eat."

As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks, picked up the fried egg that was so fragrant and golden, and inhaled in a narcissistic manner, as if unwilling to eat, then picked up the spoon on one side and took a sip of the soup first.

Sure enough, Mo Zihan looked over and his face darkened. "Why didn't mine?"

"Nothing?" Bai Mingyue asked, looking at him doubtfully.

"Fried, egg." Mo Zihan looked at her with a straight face and squeezed out two words between his teeth.

"You didn't say that." Bai Mingyue said innocently, but his heart was bursting with laughter.

Mo Zihan looked at her big, bright eyes and realized that she had done it on purpose.

He couldn't help but sneer. The damn woman dared to play such a trick with him.

"Bring it over." Mo Zihan ordered Bai Mingyue to cook as much as she could. He was a big man, so a bowl of dumplings could be stuffed between his teeth at most.

Now that you smell the fried egg, it seems better to have another bowl.

Bai Mingyue fainted and stared at the man in front of her. Was she dazed?

Is such a childish man the most insidious, noble and aloof young Mo family?

"Young master Mo, eating too much at night can cause indigestion."

She kindly advised, protecting the food in front of her.

"It has nothing to do with you." Mo-tse narrowed his eyes and sneered at her resistance. "Miss bai, have you thought of the consequences of disobeying me?"

Bai Mingyue was so angry that he took a quick bite of the fried egg and drank two mouthfuls of soup from the bowl.

Looking up at Mo Zihan, he said innocently and obediently, "I'm really hungry, but young master Mo still wants to eat. How dare I disobey?"

She obediently pushed the bowl of soup directly to Mo Zihan, smiling gently and harmlessly. "This is what I ate. Young master Mo, if you don't mind, please take your time."

She didn't believe it. What could Mo-tse han do to her for a bite?

Mo-tse looked down at the fried egg in the soup bowl, and the corner of his eye twitched.

His handsome face gradually grew cold. He looked up at Bai Mingyue, who was looking at him innocently, and was holding the spoon that had just drunk the soup. He put it to his mouth and licked it with his tongue sticking out.

It was as if he was still savoring the delicious food just now, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Bai, ming, yue." Mo-tse han only felt a wave of anger rush from the bottom of his feet to his scalp, and he shouted loudly word by word.

This woman actually deliberately disgusted him.

Bai Mingyue suppressed a smile and pretended to be afraid. He licked the spoon and shrank back. "Young master Mo, don't worry. I'm not sick..."

But after two mouthfuls of soup and a bite of fried eggs, I didn't have an infectious disease to pass on to you, and no one would die if I ate it.

She thought, not without malice.

"Make me another one." Mo Zihan spat out.

Bai Mingyue: ... "Uh, but..."

She continued licking the spoon, disgusted him to death, and hesitated to speak.

The pink tip of her tongue licked the white porcelain spoon, and Mo Zihan's eyes gradually froze as he stared at her.

The lilac tongue wagged mischievously in front of his eyes, and under the reflection of the crystal chandelier overhead, against the bright white spoon, the pink, lively, moist red lips parted slightly.

Mo Zihan's eyes darkened and a hot, dry breath rushed down to an unspeakable part of his body, making his mouth dry for a moment.

"But what?" He asked with a cold face.

Bai Mingyue didn't know it. Seeing Mo Zihan's dangerous eyes staring at her, she thought she had completely angered him.

Quickly put down the spoon, not daring to pluck the hair on the tiger's head.

"I can get you another bowl of dumplings, but I can't make fried eggs."

"What did you say?"

"There are no eggs in the fridge." Bai Mingyue pointed to the soup bowl in front of him and said honestly, "This is the last egg."

Mo Zihan: ..."

He stared fiercely at the hateful woman.

Bai Mingyue innocently added, "Really, I didn't lie to you. The ingredients in the fridge are almost gone, and the eggs are gone."

"If you don't have it, go buy it." Mo-tse han looked at Bai Mingyue as if he were a pig, expressing his displeasure and disgust.

"Where are you going to buy it in the middle of the night?"

Bai Mingyue saw the meaning in his eyes and asked her, "How stupid are you?" He pointed to the clock in the living room. It was already 10: 30 pm.

He rolled his eyes again. "Besides, you didn't let me out, did you?"

Someone's words were still in his mind and he was not allowed to walk out of the villa without his permission.

Just as Mo Zihan almost wanted to kill this stupid woman with his hands.

Bai Mingyue's big bright eyes were as innocent as a deer, holding a spoon against his lips and looking at him innocently.

The white porcelain spoon's cherry red lips, which were plump, looked especially attractive at the moment.

Mo Zihan slowly stood up, his face as gloomy as water, with two clusters of flames faintly mixed.

Bai Mingyue stood up in shock and fear. What did he want? How did he treat her for a bite?

No way? No way? No way?

Bai Mingyue looked at him walking around the table. He was stunned for a moment and suddenly came back to his senses.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure, she had no time to say anything. She quickly got up from her seat and wanted to escape.

Mo Zihan sensed her movements and sneered. Just as she stood up and took a step, she had already taken a few steps over. She reached out to grab her and pulled her into her arms.

"Ah..." Bai Mingyue screamed, and a strong force came. Her whole body was pulled by that force, and she couldn't help but fall into his arms.

Bai Mingyue wanted to cry without tears. "Young master Mo, I..."

She's wrong. She's really wrong. She shouldn't try to get too old.

Mo Zihan was just too old. He could force her to be his mistress. She couldn't do anything else. She was still too naive. Bai Mingyue, you're so stupid.

Mo-tse's face was as cold as water, and his deep eyes seemed to gleam with a suppressed sheen. Bai Mingyue saw that he did not speak and kept staring at her. She could not help but be stunned. She could not understand his eyes for a moment, but she felt very dangerous.

She opened her mouth and swallowed uncontrollably.

He, he, he kept looking at her without saying anything. What was he trying to do?

Bai Mingyue only had a boyfriend like Xiao Tingtian, and he didn't have any male friends. He didn't know much about men, and he didn't know much about men and women.

She did not know that in Mo Zihan's eyes at this moment, her closed cherry lips, now magnified in front of him, how tempting it was to be ruthlessly plucked.