Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting frowned and said nothing.

Mu Chenzhou proudly showed off.

Until another bowl of noodles was eaten, Mu Chenzhou was already unable to hold it, and the whole person was not very good.

Su Xiangwan suddenly reacted at this moment and said to Mu Beiting: "Ah, yes, why did I forget, there is still a bowl in the pot!"

Hearing the sound, Mu Chenzhou obviously spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Why is there any more?

Could it be that the goddess' appetite is surprisingly large in the evening?

She still said that she fed his brother as a pig.

Su Xiangwan turned around and ran into the kitchen, without seeing Mu Beiting's slightly curled lips.

A few minutes later, after Su Xiangwan came out again with a bowl of noodles, he was about to hand it to Mu Beiting. Mu Chenzhou grabbed another bowl and forced himself to continue eating.

Saying that today, he can't let his brother taste the craftsmanship of his goddess. This is his heaviest revenge for selling his ten supercars!

Ten minutes later, the last bowl of noodles bottomed out.

Mu Chenzhou was a little nauseous, and felt that it was even difficult for him to breathe.

Su Xiangwan's small mouth was slightly opened into an oh-like character, this Mu Chenzhou... is too edible...

You know, she cooks more noodles for two men.

He swallowed his saliva gently, and whispered: "Mu Beiting..."

Mu Beiting turned his head to look at her and beat me softly: "En?"

"It should be very expensive to raise him in your family..."

The corners of Mu Beiting's lips twitched slightly, but Mu Chenzhou almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

When it was over, he was just thinking about grabbing noodles. But forgot to maintain his image.

Now...does the goddess think he is not elegant at all?

Just as he regretted it in time, a knock on the door sounded.

Su Xiangwan turned around and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, Shangwen brought a few maids and brought a variety of fresh fruits and vegetables.

"this is……?"

Mu Beiting got up and said, "I thought that the noodles were not nutritious, so I asked someone to send me some ingredients."

Hearing this, Mu Chenzhou spewed out a mouthful of old blood, turned his eyes and almost fainted.

An hour later, there were a few more home-cooked dishes on the table.

Mu Beiting moved the food slowly, with an elegant posture, without any rush or delay.

Mu Chenzhou was holding the chopsticks, but couldn't eat a bite.

Fangcai's noodles have reached his throat, and he will vomit after taking another bite.

I hate him for not eating so many meals, why eat so many noodles.

Mu Beiting, you definitely did it on purpose.

When he remembered that Mu Beiting had just robbed the noodles he had eaten, Mu Chenzhou would finally react. He clearly wanted to kill him with bad intentions, and now he would eat alone.

Sure enough, **** is still old and spicy.

you are vicious.

Perceiving Mu Chenzhou's gaze, Mu Beiting's thin lips curled up slightly: "Shen Zhou, eat more. You can eat so often. Isn't it because the craftsmanship in the evening is not to your appetite."

Mu Chenzhou had the desire to die, and winked at Mu Beiting.

Brother, don't you know that people will really be crushed to death?

Mu Beiting's eyes were deep: It's the best to survive.

Su Xiangwan didn't notice the eyebrows of the two of them, but really thought that Mu Chenzhou could eat well, so he couldn't help but anxiously said: "Shen Zhou, did the dishes I cook don't suit your appetite?"

"No... of course not!"

With that, Mu Chenzhou took a sip of food and put it in his mouth.

After chewing a few times, before swallowing it completely, I felt a surge in my stomach.

Throwing down the chopsticks and turning around, he rushed out the door.

Mu Beiting slowly raised the corners of his lips, and the obtrusive thing finally left.