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Yan Mo Chen can't understand Lu Qingyan's state of mind. He looks at her in surprise.

Lu Qingyan explained: "you specially brought people back, and insulted her, so good?"

"You think I'm wrong?" Yan Mo Chen asked.

Lu Qingyan shakes her head. The wrong way is not wrong. It's just that she feels strange. She changes her position with warmth. It's like this.

Is it the love of Yan Mo Chen that will really turn people into demons.

Just now, when the warmth was so miserable, what she felt was incomparably happy. No guilt for warmth.

Lu Qingyan takes a look at Yan Mo Chen, just in the face of his smile. She quickly takes back her sight for fear that her careful thinking will be seen by him.

"Why don't you read the newspaper and see what I'm doing?"

"You look happy."

As expected, he was seen by Yan Mo Chen. Lu Qingyan's heart flashed a trace of worry. He was afraid that his attitude made Yan Mo Chen unhappy.

"I..."

"You should be happy that you have my love."

This kind of words is very smelly, too self righteous.

However, Yan Mo Chen has this capital, he can be self righteous.

"You..." Lu Qingyan wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

When Aunt Zhang came back this time, she went out to buy some food. There were some steamed buns and fried dough sticks that Lu Qingyan liked to eat. As for Yan Mo Chen's, it was simple. A cup of coffee and a sandwich were all right. Aunt Zhang made them by herself and took them out.

As soon as Lu Qingyan saw the fried dough sticks, he immediately shifted his attention and was not embarrassed at all.

Aunt Zhang bought more than one person. She thought that no matter how warm it was, she was a guest. It didn't matter if she prepared more steamed stuffed buns.

"Aunt Zhang, I can't finish buying so much." Lu Qingyan has not responded. Aunt Zhang is preparing for warmth.

Yan Mo Chen looked at Aunt Zhang, scared her, and said in a hurry: "that, I also feel delicious, so I want to buy, I also eat some."

"Oh, you want to eat, too. Sit down and eat." Lu Qingyan is generous enough to put one of the bags in front of Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang did not take it or not, standing there awkwardly.

Yan Mo Chen said faintly: "go to eat."

Lu Qingyan is speechless at the moment. She has to be so afraid to eat breakfast. Aunt Zhang's fear of Yan Mo Chen has reached a peak.

"Aunt Zhang, go in and eat." Lu Qingyan didn't embarrass Aunt Zhang. She said what she wanted to hear most. Aunt Zhang was very grateful and took the bun and left.

Yan Mo Chen took a look at Lu Qingyan, who was very happy to eat. When she took the newspaper, she took half of the fried dough sticks to eat.

Lu Qingyan didn't expect it at all. Yan Mo Chen had this move. The fried dough sticks were not well protected and he was eaten.

"Why do you eat what I eat? Isn't there a lot on the table?"

Yan Mo Chen's answer, just a light look at him, then did not say anything.

Lu Qingyan felt unhappy and continued to say, "I'm talking to you. Why don't you pay attention to me?"

"Fried dough sticks taste good."

What kind of answer is that.

Lu Qingyan looked at him unsatisfied: "of course, I know the fried dough sticks taste good, but you can't rob me of what I eat. Isn't there a lot here?"

"Are you angry? Why? " Yan Mo Chen asked.

Why?

"Do you know what you just did was very unhygienic?" Lu Qingyan refers to Yan Mochen's behavior of eating leftover food.

"Unhygienic?" Yan Mo Chen suddenly heard the meaning of Lu Qingyan's words, and looked at her with some displeasure: "I can't eat what you have eaten?"

"It's not that I've eaten it, or anyone else can't eat it. It's not hygienic."

In this way, Yan Mo Chen was not angry, but he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Do you think I'll eat what other people have left over?"

Lu Qingyan felt that she had no way to answer this question.

"Well..."

"You can answer directly, yes or no, it doesn't matter." Yan Mo Chen said lightly.

"I'm just saying that. If you understand, it's OK." Lu Qingyan said, picked up another fried dough stick and ate it.

Waiting for her to eat half of the time, Yan Mo Chen again started, will her fried dough sticks to rob the past.

When Lu Qingyan responded, he had already eaten the fried dough sticks.

"Well, why don't you mend your ways?" Lu Qingyan immediately yelled.

Yan Mo Chen's eyes with a smile: "the taste is very good, I just said."

In other words, because he knew it was delicious, he ate it. That's it.Lu Qingyan thought, No: "this is not the point, I'm telling you, don't eat what I've eaten."

"Unhygienic?"

"Yes."

"I don't think so." Yan Mo Chen continued to eat the last bit of fried dough sticks in his hand.

Lu Qingyan continued: "yes, no matter what, you can't eat what others eat."

"Are you ordering me?" Yan Mo Chen asked.

"This..."

"Well?"

"If so, will you listen to me?" Lu Qingyan summoned up courage. He said that he loved her. Then, she wanted to see if his tolerance and patience towards her had reached a certain degree.

"I don't have to eat what people have left over." Yan Mo Chen nodded.

Lu Qingyan was satisfied and ate the third fried dough sticks.

The result is still the same, half into Yan Mo Chen's stomach.

"Well, you lied to me." Lu Qingyan looks at Yan Mo Chen with a face of accusation.

"Do you have any?" Yan Mo Chen really ate the fried dough sticks in his hand.

Lu Qingyan nodded: "of course, you just promised me that I would not eat the leftover food of others. Look at you now. What you eat is not what I eat left over?"

"You are no one else."

In a word, Lu Qingyan was speechless.

But that's not right.

"Eat it. When you are full, you have to go to the hospital to remove plaster." Yan Mo Chen suddenly said.

"Remove the plaster," Lu Qingyan did not expect, this day passed so quickly, unconsciously, this leg injury is good.

"Yes, remove the plaster." Yan Mo Chen drank some coffee and looked at her and asked, "would you like some?"

Lu Qingyan's direct response was to shake his head: "I don't want to drink what you've drunk."

Yan Mo Chen picks eyebrow: "do you dislike my saliva?"

"Where? I just don't want coffee. " Lu Qingyan smiles.

Yan Mo Chen nodded and took the steamed stuffed bun in her hand. Lu Qingyan wanted to grab it, but she didn't get it. She was about to protest and saw him take a bite of the steamed bun.

Just want to say, there are no steamed stuffed buns on the table, and the steamed stuffed buns have been stuffed back.

"This..." Lu Qingyan is stupid.

"Eat it." Yan Mo Chen said.

Lu Qingyan can see that Yan Mochen is serious and extremely serious.

She knew at once that this guy was on purpose.

"I'm full." Lu Qingyan put the steamed bun down.

Yan Mo Chen shook his head: "you have not."

"My stomach is mine. I don't know if I'm full?" Lu Qingyan hummed twice.

"I know you can still eat it." Yan Mo Chen knocked on the table, indicating that he ate the steamed buns.

Lu Qingyan was ready to get up, and Yan Mo Chen said, "do you dislike my saliva?"

This voice heard out angry, Lu Qingyan said in a hurry: "I said no more."

"Eat that bun." Yan Mo Chen took a look at the steamed buns on the table.

"I..."

"You can also not eat, in order to prove that you do not dislike my saliva, eat steamed buns, or come and kiss me."

With a bang, Lu Qingyan felt that something had exploded in her brain, and her face turned red instantly. Yan Mo Chen's brain was really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"I..."

"You only have one minute to choose the time. When it's time, I'll help you choose." Yan Mo Chen looks at her with a smile.

Lu Qingyan has a feeling of lifting a stone to hit his own feet. If people want to eat fried dough sticks, let them eat them. Why should we.

It's so hard to step down now.

Lu Qingyan knows about Yan Mochen. What is said must be carried out. What is said must be carried out to the end.

So, she couldn't escape.

Simply pick up the steamed stuffed bun, put it in your mouth and finish the job.

This movement is flowing, and it's done in one breath.

Yan Mo Chen saw her movement, pick eyebrows: "do you dislike my kiss?"

Hearing the speech, Lu Qingyan even has the heart of death.

She knew, this man, is not so simple, he said everything, all has the calculation, is the routine.

"I don't have one."

"Then prove it to me." Yan Mo Chen said.

This time, Lu Qingyan really believes that Yan Mochen's heart, has no warm status, her heart, can not suppress joy.

Yan Mo Chen saw her smile, more and more gentle eyes.

"I have been waiting for three minutes." Yan Mo Chen knocked on the table.

"Didn't I eat steamed buns? I proved that I didn't dislike your saliva." Lu Qingyan said. I hope we can use this reason to let her escape this embarrassment.Early in the morning, don't make such a joke.

"It's just that you don't dislike my saliva, but you dislike my kiss." Yan Mo Chen said.

Lu Qingyan has a kind of bitterness and does not know where to complain: "I dare say, I did not."

"Prove it to me." Yan Mo Chen looks at her.

Lu Qingyan almost cried. How can I prove that I really kiss her? She can't seem to be able to.

The more she asked to do it, the more imagination she would have. After her own infinite imagination, it seemed that kissing would really arouse a strong reaction.

For example, he wants to knock her down, for example, she wants to knock him down.

No, no, no, no, stop, stop, you can't think about that right now.

"I'm a little thirsty. I'll get some juice." Then he wanted to run away.