Cannon fodder: The villain is forced to resign

Chapter 156 That terrible noodle stall 16

Ming Sui chuckled suddenly, his eyes were slightly cold, and he gently pinched Qi Yuan's chin with his well-joined fingers, and his slightly hot fingertips were still as warm as the soup bowl.

The crow-feather-like eyelashes cast a shadow, the thick eyes were dark, and there was a faint murderous aura around him.

"You like me so much."

Qi Yuan's right hand grasped Ming Sui's wrist that pinched her chin. On the white and slender wrist, the antique yellow bracelet was burning, exuding a bit of elegance.

Qi Yuan keenly noticed something strange about the bracelet on his wrist, but Ming Sui's abnormality at this moment was even more troublesome, "You doubt me."

This guy has never had a normal brain, and I don’t know how a person in charge of a company can act like a fool with hydrocephalus!

Ming Sui's lips twitched, and his voice was indescribably soft and... strange, "You have many flaws."

He wanted to believe her, but she didn't even pretend. As long as she lied to him, even if it was perfunctory, he would believe her.

"I want to believe it." Mingsui looked a little depressed, "But you always show your flaws. I can't tell whether you are testing me or whether you don't want to lie to me at all."

Qi Yuan: "..."

Is it possible that she really isn't a spy?

Mingsui's brainstorming ability is really strong.

"Then go check it out."

Qi Yuan rarely explains, because people only believe what they find or understand, even if those things are lies.

Mingsui pursed his lips, and his dark eyes rolled with emotions that Qi Yuan couldn't understand. After a long time, Ming Sui's fingertips relaxed, and he held Qi Yuan's chin with his palm, caressing it, as if to please a cat, "I just want to hear

You said it yourself."

Qi Yuan's eyelids drooped, and her gaze shifted to Ming Sui's palm, which was holding her waist. It was fair and slender. She let go of her right hand, and the bracelet made a rare crisp sound.

Qi Yuan's right hand covered Ming Sui's hand, and he could clearly feel the slight trembling of Ming Sui's fingers and his instant retreat.

Qi Yuan took Mingsui's hand and opened the hem of her clothes. There was no change in her porcelain-white face.

Ming Sui opened her lips, her voice was cold, and she exerted force on her wrist to get rid of Qi Yuan's hand and support her waist again.

"That's enough."

Qi Yuan: "..."

What the hell is Mingsui going crazy about?

This trick has worked many times before.

[Host, you are a human being. You cannot dwell on the past forever. Besides, you are not a human being either.]

"Go watch your bad TV series."

[Cartoons that people watch! Don’t slander this system!]

"knew."

Qi Yuan was perfunctory and reported the system again to enter the dark room.

【……】

Every time you report, you have to go into a small dark room. This rule is very unreasonable. It is clear that there is no foul play, but it is still subject to 24-hour inspection and confinement!

Delay it to watch cartoons!

Therefore, the system wrote an email seriously criticizing this unreasonable rule and sent it to the judicial department of the Time Management Bureau.

When Qi Yuan came to his senses, Ming Sui's face turned dark, and his whole body seemed to be emitting black air.

"That's how you answer me?"

Mingsui frowned slightly, obviously unhappy. He hoped in his dreams that she would accept him, but not in this way.

Qi Yuan thought for a while, but really didn't know how to answer, so he simply broke the jar and said, "I didn't lie to you."

Ming Sui's dark eyes gradually became clearer, and the rolling black energy was suppressed, "I believe it."

Qi Yuan was speechless and rolled his eyes at Ming Sui. He broke away from Ming Sui's hand, got off his lap, and walked toward the living room.

Because of his missing brain stem, she stopped beating him.

Ming Sui curled his lips in satisfaction, turned his eyes to the still warm soup bowl, put the spoon aside, picked up the bowl, and drank it all in one go.

The bitter taste spreads on the lips and tongue. After a while, the fragrance of grass and trees overwhelms the bitter taste. Then, the bitter taste slowly transforms, gradually revealing a little bit of sweetness.

"You don't have any talent in making noodles, but you do have a talent for making soup."

Ming Sui took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Chen Feng.

[Mingsui: Inform the chefs from the eight major cuisines to come to Shuiyun Bay together tomorrow afternoon.]

She only needs to know how to make soup, and he will learn the rest.

Mingsui put away his mobile phone, left the restaurant and walked to the living room.

A bloody TV series was playing on the large screen in the living room. The princess in a red wedding dress held a long sword in her hand and screamed, scolding her lover for destroying her country.

Mingsui glanced at the screen, looked away as if nothing had happened, walked towards Qi Yuan, and sat down not far from her.

Qi Yuan turned to Ming Sui and asked, "After drinking the medicine...is it soup?"

"Um."

Ming Sui's obedient answer made Qi Yuan nod with satisfaction.

Next, Qi Yuan turned his attention to the big screen again. The two of them were speechless, but the atmosphere was so harmonious that no one could get in the way.

Near evening, Chen Feng hurried to Shuiyun Bay with two documents. Later, Chen Feng and Ming Sui went to the study room on the second floor.

Qi Yuan watched the two of them go upstairs and switched to cartoons to watch. When the two of them came downstairs with bad expressions, Qi Yuan turned down the volume.

Ming Sui sent Chen Feng to the door, the two said something else, and finally, Chen Feng nodded and left in a hurry.

After closing the door, Mingsui walked towards the living room, met Qi Yuan's curious black eyes, and paused.

"Something happened to the business?"

Although it was a question, Qi Yuan's tone was extremely calm.

Mingsui had no intention of hiding anything. He walked up to Qi Yuan and rubbed Qi Yuan's hair. After Qi Yuan slapped his hand away, he sat aside peacefully.

"The acquisition was counterfeited, and I suffered a huge loss."

"I don't think it's because I'm dumb." Qi Yuan retorted, "How do you plan to retaliate?"

Mingsui pursed his lips, speechless, not knowing how to answer.

She is too frank, so frank that no matter whether it is bad or good, in her eyes, they are essentially just things.

She herself seems to have no concept of good and evil, but...she respects the secular definition of good and evil.

Qi Yuan did not continue to ask, but added, "Retaliation is human nature, but you can't go too far, understand."

When she doesn't figure out the connection between the villain and the small world, he can no longer act recklessly.

Ming Sui paused, his cold eyes filled with rare warmth. For a long time, he heard himself speaking, obedient and obedient, unlike him.

"good."

The coldness in Ningcheng became normal after a few days, and Qi Yuan went back to see Mrs. Qi.

The alley was a little muddy. The snow a few days ago turned into water, and then turned into ice under the dry and cold temperature.

Old Mrs. Qi was worried about getting injured when she fell. After all, she was old and would suffer if she got sick. Her children would also have to suffer in order to take care of her, so they simply did not go out.

Qi Yuan and Ming Sui went there in a low-key manner, and the bodyguards who followed them were hidden in the dark.

The small courtyard is desolate, and there are still unfinished snow, one after another, like childish graffiti, cute and interesting.

Qi Yuan and Ming Sui came together to see Mrs. Qi. Mrs. Qi was very happy.

"Do you want to stay for lunch?"

Mrs. Qi is full of expectations. As she gets older, she hopes to be more lively around her.

"Stay." Mingsui answered first, "Grandma, I've learned some cooking recently, how about you give me some food?"

"I can do it too." Qi Yuan raised his hand excitedly.

In the past few days, she and Ming Sui were studying cooking in Shuiyun Bay and made great progress, especially Ming Sui.

From the first day in the frying pan, Ming Sui was able to cook the dishes well, and the dishes were delicious and tasty. He was born to cook.

"Have a rest." Ming Sui smiled, "Grandma probably doesn't like bitter tastes."

Qi Yuan: "..."

The dog man is floating.

(End of chapter)