Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

There were so many requests. Chu Ci bulged her cheeks, unscrewed the plastic lid of the straw cup, and drank the remaining couple, leaning her chin, resisting, "No more."

Today this little girl is here to sing against him.

Mu Qi snorted, Chu Ci didn't seem to be in a good mood, but didn't say anything more.

At the moment when the food delivery person arrived, Mu got up to open the door, brought back a bunch of big bags, then opened the food box in his hand and placed it on the table, greeting the little girl who was still sitting on the sofa to come over for dinner.

I really don't know what's going on with this little girl, and she seems to be mad at eating.

During this time, Mu Qi knew that the little girl didn’t care much about things on the Internet, and there was a cooperation project that was busy during this time, and I didn’t go to the little girl’s homepage to see it. Naturally, I don’t know what happened. .

When the food is almost done, ask again, the little girl finally bit her chopsticks angrily and said, "Someone suspects that I have a mine at home!"

Mu Qi:...

"What?" Mu Qi curled his brows suspiciously, and asked again. The cuffs of the black shirt he was wearing were rolled up by him, revealing his well-knotted wrists. There was a bowl in his big hand. The tone was suspicious.

It seems that she feels a little strange to be angry because others suspect that there is a mine in her house.

Then the little girl repeated it to him justly.

Just a few words were stuck on the forehead.

In other words, these words are now shining on the girl's forehead-‘I have money! ’

‘Mu Qi's love value +2, currently 52. ’

It makes people really dumbfounded.

Mu Qi put down the bowl in his hand, raised his hand and flicked again on Chu Ci's forehead, "Is it just unhappy because of this kind of thing?"

"Some people say that I deliberately bake it and deliberately didn't put some materials in order to attract people's attention. They look down on me too much. If I want to deliberately do it, then basically don't want it in the kitchen." When the little girl said this. Still plausible.

It doesn’t count after that, you have to raise your hand to pull the corners of his clothes. After pulling twice, you have to ask him, "Don’t you think?"

The corners of the clothes were pulled, the little girl made this movement very natural, as if she did it often, Mu Qi glanced at the hand that was pulling his sleeves, and then at Chu Ci The white and tender face paused, and then responded with a low voice.

In fact, what the little girl said basically passed through her ears and then came out from the other side.

I just think-horse, it's so sweet.

Then he reacted, thinking of Chu Ci's words, and licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue. It seemed to memorize the taste of the little biscuits made by the little girl before, and then he leaned on the back of the sofa behind him. , Said, "It doesn't matter if you do it twice, if you make mistakes every time..."

A model of standing talking without backache.

Chu Ci glanced at him with sidebrows, interrupting him, "Have you been in the kitchen before?"

Mu Qi paused, his body stiffened, and then looked over blankly, "How easy it is to go to the kitchen, just look at it a few more times."

Chu Ci snorted, expressing his unbelief with a voice, and swept him up and down with a pair of big eyes, "You see?"