He Is Warmer Than Time

Mu Mian snorted: "You control me."

Young Master Tang Er stretched out his hand and pressed his temple, how did this girl feel like a child in the rebellious period.

Tang Ji'an put the bowls and chopsticks at her hand: "Let's eat, let Liu Shu take you home after eating."

Mu Mian's face tilted: "Don't eat."

Tang Ji'an dragged a chair and sat next to her. Then, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table and took a ball of rice to her mouth as a matter of course.

Mu Mian was in a daze, Tang Ji'an is this, want to feed her?

How can he do this?

She found that her spine seemed to be unable to hold it anymore, she was so easily shaken, she would always be moved by some of his trivial actions.

She really has no position.

She snorted: "Just let me eat white rice?"

He pinched the chopsticks, took a piece of kale, and wanted to give it to her.

It seems that his former Qinggui style no longer exists, as if his every move now is so reasonable.

Mu Mian glanced at the kale, arrogantly pampered: "I want to eat meat."

Where is the bottom line of Young Master Tang? she thinks.

Tang Ji'an put down the kale patiently, and picked up another piece of meat with skin.

"I don't like to eat fat."

Young Master Tang Er's forehead suddenly bounced with blue veins, and he was getting angry, as if he was getting angry.

She thought that the person in front of her would pat the bowl and chopsticks on the dinner table in the next second, and then said that she would like to eat or not, and she would not serve you anymore.

However, what he never expected was that he actually held it back, his slender fingers gripped the chopsticks tightly, gritted his teeth and glanced at her, before re-clamping a piece of pure lean meat.

Mu Mian opened his lips and was about to speak, Tang Jian raised his eyebrows: "Dare to pick and choose again."

Mu Mian was wronged: "I didn't ask you to feed me either. Can you not feed me? You have been with me for so long, don't you know what I like or not?"

Tang Ji'an was taken aback for a moment, he seemed to have never noticed.

He glanced at her, then glanced at the piece of meat dangling from the chopsticks, his anger was mostly gone: "Do you like this piece of meat?"

"In fact, I prefer fish, chicken, and shrimp to pork..."

Young Master Tang Er directly stuffed the piece of lean meat into her mouth, this girl really said so much one, two, three, four or five.

Mu Mian banged his cheeks and stared at him angrily: "What are you doing? Why are you so rude?"

Young Master Tang II has never served people, he rarely rises up and waits for a while, and is also criticized by all kinds of faults. Can he agree?

Resolutely refuse to agree.

He raised his eyebrows: "Today there is only pork, no chickens, ducks and fish, so let's just eat."

Mu Mian chewed on the piece of lean meat madly, and reached out to grab the chopsticks in his hand: "I eat it myself, and you don't need to feed it."

He avoided it: "Don't make trouble, I'll feed you."

Mu Mian glanced at him sadly: "I have healthy hands and feet, why do I want you to feed it?"

Tang Ji'an's voice softened again: "If you don't eat it, the food will be cold."

Mu Mian glanced at him: "You also know that the food is going to be cold, so you should hurry up and eat it yourself, each one's own."

Tang Ji'an insisted on feeding her: "Open your mouth."

Mu Mian knew that she couldn't stand Tang Ji'an anyway, so she could only compromise.

He didn't seem to violate peace at all when he did these things.

Moreover, Tang Ji'an found that he enjoyed taking care of Mu Mian very much. Mu Mian, who was fed by him, was like a child, sitting neatly and waiting for him to feed. He was extremely well-behaved.

Young Master Tang Er discovered a new interest.