Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan

Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan Chapter 329

2022-01-25

Chapter 329 Angry

Mo Jiu was completely stunned when he saw the food on the huge table in front of him. After a long while, he stuttered: "Is this...all for me?"

"en." Han Qingyan said softly.

She wanted to say that you deserve all these things.

He has suffered so much and suffered so much, and he deserves it all.

Who knew Mo Jiu looked at the table full of Chinese and looked at the head: "No...so much, I can't finish it."

"I can't finish it. It doesn't matter."

"But it's a waste, right?" Mo Jiu couldn't hide his emotions at all, as long as he was a little excited, he would be exposed in the words, he said anxiously, "There are so many things, If you make them separately, you can eat them for a long, long time..."

He was talking and found that Han Qingyan was looking at him with a strange look, and his voice gradually weakened. : "No...Isn't it possible?"

He seemed to have thought that this was because Han Qingyan was taking care of him with all his heart, but he found such a strange reason to refuse...

However, Han Qingyan understood Mo Jiu again. She hid the look in her eyes and still chuckled: "Okay, I understand."

After she finished speaking, she asked her cronies to take this picture The huge table was moved out and replaced with a small table with two dishes and a bowl of rice on it.

Mo Jiu hesitated for a moment and asked, "...what about the other dishes?"

"Don't worry, those dishes will not be wasted and will be eaten by those people. Drop." Han Qingyan explained.

Hearing this, Mo Jiu's face did not show joy, but his eyes dimmed a little. He bit his lower lip with silver teeth, and his lost emotion could be clearly felt.

Han Qingyan looked at him, finally understood something, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty...don't worry, you will eat this kind of food every day in the future."

" Every day?" Mo Jiu's eyes lit up slightly.

That's true...

Originally, Han Qingyan thought Mo Jiu was anxious because so many meals would go to waste, although she wondered why he cared about this. A little, but more of pity.

It turned out that she misunderstood, Mo Jiu was still anxious about waste, but not thinking about the common people, but thinking about himself, worrying that after one meal, there will be no next meal. .

The selfless behavior has turned into selfishness, but Han Qingyan feels that this is normal. He just escaped from such a miserable life not long ago. How could Mo Jiu think about others like this?

It is precisely this selfishness that makes Han Qingyan feel more distressed.

"en." Han Qingyan's smile stiffened slightly, "You can eat it."

I saw Mo Jiu's light face, and he stretched out a hand. Grab towards the bowl of meat.

Click.

Han Qingyan grabbed his wrist subconsciously and found that Mo Jiu's eyes were about to show a look of fear, and hurriedly let go of him: "I'm sorry, but..."

Shouldn't chopsticks be used?

Mo Jiu was a little flustered and thought it was Han Qingyan who suddenly regretted and stopped him from eating. Following her gaze, she noticed a pair of chopsticks beside the bowl.

After hesitating for a long time, he reached out and picked up the chopsticks, clenched them in his fists, and moved the chopsticks slightly by friction.

But how can you hold things up just by moving?

The white hands were holding the chopsticks as if they were holding a wooden stick, looking stupid and funny.

Mo Jiu tried several times, but all ended in failure. He finally became irritable and jabbed at the plate of meat so hard that the gravy splattered. The chopsticks moved towards the ground and smashed it out!

pa pa!

The chopsticks 'spinning' rolled out very far, Mo Jiu looked at the mess on the table and Han Qingyan's shocked eyes, only to realize that he was angry. What did you do next.

He turned pale, opened his mouth, and wanted to explain something, but his lips were trembling in fear, and he couldn't say a word.

In the end, Mo Jiu seemed to be deceiving himself, raised his hands to cover his face, and buried his head on the table.

He's bad, he must be bad... Sure enough, he shouldn't continue to live in this world...

The ugly side was seen by Han Qingyan, and by this Except for Ye Rumeng, the only person who treats him well... Despair enveloped Mo Jiu's heart in an instant, and his body began to tremble.

"It's my fault..." A gentle and apologetic voice sounded.

Mo Jiu lifts the head in shock, his eyes are red and tearful, he looks at Han Qingyan with a shocked expression.

Shouldn't she hate herself? Even he hates himself like this, but he can't control this emotion at all...

But there is no disgust in Han Qingyan's eyes, only self-blame, gentleness, and more and more. The more intense pity.

It's her bad, forgetting Your Majesty It's normal to forget how often you haven't touched chopsticks and forget how to use them.

And she has seen Mo Jiu's real violent side for a long time, but she still can't help falling in love with him.

In her eyes, this irritability and anger are not directed at others, but more like him. He is angry at his own incompetence.

Han Qingyan has seen some prototypes of future tyrants in the current Mo Jiu, but there is more possibility of recovery. She can completely change him so that he will not grow into a future tyrant .

Han Qingyan made up her mind and asked her cronies to fetch another pair of chopsticks: "Try it again, don't worry, we can take your time."

Mo Jiu had a look on his face. The color of embarrassment and pain, as if what he has to do is not to hold chopsticks, but to face some kind of beast. He is afraid that after his failure, he will show such a manic side.

But Han Qingyan's eyes were so soft and full of encouragement, Mo Jiu cheered a little, regained a little confidence, and slowly took the chopsticks from her hand.

time it takes to burn a stick of incense In the past, Mo Jiu has been able to pick up chopsticks well, but he is still unskilled in holding things.

Seeing Mo Jiu clenching his teeth and about to cry, Han Qingyan suddenly said, "Okay, let's go here today."

Not waiting for Mo Jiu was thinking wildly, so she naturally took the pair of chopsticks into her hands, then picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Mo Jiu's mouth, said with a slight smile: "It's hard work, let me feed you."

Mo Jiu suddenly looked at her with some fear, is she going to 'feed' him like those people...

But he found that Han Qingyan was different from them. Having approached him, he didn't feel any persecution or threat. Thinking of her encouragement and comfort, Mo Jiu gathered up his courage, closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and ate the piece of meat.

The rich meaty fragrance spread in his mouth, Mo Jiu opened his eyes, and met Shanghan's eyes, which were no longer encouraging, but gentle like a stream of water. Staring at him so softly.

This is only the 1st Stage, and there are 2nd, 3rd... Stages.

(end of this chapter)