C81 A Magical Hobby

Shang Moze stepped over the poor pillow on the floor and strode towards @ # @ # 89C4752 @ # 18E6B456 @ # 1082f17 @ # # Aerial FD2249 @ # # A7C14B2 @ # # 83C854A @ # # 1B2EAfBBKING # @ # # @ # @ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ @ Go to the big bed. He slowly bent down and looked at the pale Yi Xiaomi.

The broken hair on her forehead was stuck to her face due to the cold sweat. Yi Xiaomi lowered her head and looked at the bed sheet with lifeless eyes. She did not know what she was thinking.

"Did you have a nightmare?" The man deliberately lowered his voice as if he was afraid of scaring Yi Xiaomi, who was curled up in a ball. With her hands around her knees, Yi Xiaomi buried her head between her legs. She wished that she could shrink herself again and again, looking very much like... an abandoned little animal.

Shang Moze reached out to rub Yi Xiaomi's soft hair and pulled her into his embrace. He then tightly hugged the petite person in his arms. "It's alright. It's just a dream."

Yi Xiaomi's body slowly relaxed as she smelled the cool scent of tobacco on the man's body. However, in her heart, she was still thinking about that dream. What did that dream mean?

Looking at the charming face of the man, Yi Xiaomi thought to herself. Fortunately, Shang Moze did not know that she was dreaming of her ex-boyfriend. Otherwise, it would have been chaotic again.

She had already realized that Shang Moze's possessive desire was terrifyingly strong. It was just like when she was in the hospital before. She was just sitting with Seventh Young Master Liang, and this man's expression was ugly.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had fainted at that time, that incident wouldn't have ended so quickly. Thinking about this, Yi Xiaomi quickly opened her mouth and made a preemptive move. "Shang Moze, do you have any food? I'm really hungry."

If she did not open her mouth, Shang Moze would probably ask her what she had dreamt of next.

Shang Moze did not know what she was thinking at this moment. Seeing Yi Xiaomi's pale face, he did not have the time to ask her what she had dreamt of. Gently stroking Yi Xiaomi's hair, Shang Moze said softly, "I just made noodles and wanted to wake you up to eat."

He did not expect Yi Xiaomi to get so angry because of his prank. He secretly thought that there was something that could be salvaged. It seemed that he could only make some food to comfort her.

"Noodles?" Yi Xiaomi used both hands to pull her messy hair and pulled the hair that was scattered in front of her forehead to her ears. "What noodles?"

Shang Moze could tell that Yi Xiaomi was still angry. He simply picked her up and did not care about her protest. "It's just ordinary noodles. Weren't you hungry just now?"

Yi Xiaomi struggled in Shang Moze's arms. "I want to eat meat. I don't want to eat noodles."

The man's footsteps paused. His dark eyes stopped on his fair little face. His voice was sexy and magnetic. "Are you sure you want to eat it?"

I want to eat... Before he could finish his words, Yi Xiaomi suddenly understood something. Her face turned red and she reached out her hand to pinch Shang Moze's waist.

"If you don't think about these unhealthy things for a day, will you die? "

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and immediately changed her words. Otherwise, Shang Moze would have carried her to the bedroom instead of the living room.

" You said you wanted to eat meat yourself. "The man did not look embarrassed at all. He even deliberately glanced at Yi Xiaomi's chest." I did not force you. "

Pui! This stinky man actually made sense. Yi Xiaomi gritted her teeth. This meat was not the meat of another person. How could Shang Moze not know? Pretending, continuing to pretend!

Putting Yi Xiaomi down steadily, Shang Moze sat beside her without saying a word and then pushed a bowl of noodles in front of her.

Once she smelled this rich fragrance, Yi Xiaomi's eyes lit up. The various emotions from before instantly disappeared without a trace. In this world, there was only delicious food that could not be let down.

One had to admit that Shang Moze's culinary skills were really excellent. It was clearly just an ordinary bowl of noodles, yet this guy made it just like a recruitment dish prepared by a chef.

It was fried to the point of golden eggs, white noodles, red chili pepper, and the sauce that smelled very fragrant. There was also the very evenly cut ham sausage pudding. If one could ignore the green vegetables, it would be even better.

Yi Xiaomi used her chopsticks to flip the bowl and found that there were two eggs in her bowl. Looking at Shang Moze's bowl from the side, it was clearly much simpler. There were no vegetables, no eggs, only noodles. Speaking of which, what kind of hobby did Shang Moze have? It was fine if the noodles in the bowl didn't have soup. He should at least put something else in the bowl. What the hell was with only the monotonous noodles?

"I like noodles without soup." Shang Moze saw Yi Xiaomi staring at the white noodles in her bowl and took the initiative to explain, "I have a preference since I was young. You will get used to it after a long time."

Yi Xiaomi's mouth twitched. Eating noodles without Tang was really a magical... hobby.

Also, you will get used to it after a long time. It made her feel like she wanted to live with this man for the rest of her life.

"Why don't you like to drink soup?" Yi Xiaomi glanced at the noodles in Shang Moze's bowl and secretly sighed at Young Master Shang's hobby that mortals like to not understand.

"Don't you think that Broth is a very disgusting thing? It is sticky and sticky, just like paste."

Paste... Yi Xiaomi thought to herself. She had never tasted paste before. However, the only thing she was sure of was that paste was definitely not as delicious as broth. Moreover, there were so many ingredients in the noodles. It must be very fresh and beautiful?

Yi Xiaomi's eyes rolled around as she picked up an egg and placed it in Shang Moze's bowl. Shang Moze was stunned for a moment, then he felt a burst of joy in his heart. Yi Xiaomi, this wretched woman, finally knew how to feel sorry for him. It was not in vain that he had done so much all this time.

Then, another golden egg was placed into the bowl. Shang Moze was almost wild with joy. One should know that Yi Xiaomi treated these things as if they were her life. If anyone dared to compete with her for food, that was absolutely not a moment of hesitation.

When he thought about how his status surpassed these foods, Young Master Shang suddenly had a feeling that he had finally made it through. However, the smile on his face did not last long. In fact, the smile on his face stiffened all of a sudden. Then, his face turned darker and darker, as if he was competing with the bottom of the pot.

Because Yi Xiaomi dragged his bowl over and then pushed her own bowl over. With a serious expression, she said, "Shang Moze, I think you should prefer this bowl with soup. I will feel wronged. Just leave two eggs. "

Shang Moze:... Can he strangle this dead woman?!

"Also," Yi Xiaomi poked Shang Moze's bowl... No, it should be Yi Xiaomi's bowl now. She poked the noodles in the bowl. "I reluctantly accept this noodle. Teacher told us since we were young. It is noon when the weeds are weeded out. Sweat drips down the soil. The grains are hard to eat, so you must finish them. "

He did not care that Yi Xiaomi missed a word. Shang Moze's face was really extremely dark right now. He used all the strength in his body to suppress himself. He did not want to beat Yi Xiaomi up.

"Also, the soup also needs to be drunk up." Yi Xiaomi ignored the man's low pressure and smiled, "Not a single drop can be left."

Looking at the green vegetables in Shang Moze's bowl, Yi Xiaomi was cheering in her heart. She almost wanted to do a striptease. Hmph, let this man force her to eat the vegetables. Today, she will give him a taste of his own medicine!

After saying that, Yi Xiaomi ate happily. The taste of the eggs was not bad. Oh my, why is it so fragrant... Secretly raising her head to look at the man, Yi Xiaomi ate even more happily.

Seeing that the chopsticks did not move at all, Yi Xiaomi snorted coldly in her heart. Humph, humph, if she did not let Shang Moze eat this bowl of noodles today, she would not call Yi Xiaomi.

Pushing the half-eaten noodles to the side, Yi Xiaomi pulled her chair away and ran towards the kitchen. When she came back, there was surprisingly a spoon in her hand.

"Young Master Shang, is it not good to drink soup without a spoon? ” Yi Xiaomi's face was filled with a gentle and harmless smile, making this man make her happy for nothing. He actually lied to her on purpose. If she had said earlier that the ingredients were not as good as hers, she would not have been so excited...

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaomi's heart became even more hateful. Seeing that she did not properly tease Shang Moze, she pulled the noodles in front of Shang Moze to her side. Yi Xiaomi sat sideways, her eyes filled with a considerate smile.

"Why don't I feed Young Master Shang." After saying that, Yi Xiaomi scooped up the white broth with a spoon and slowly brought it to Shang Moze's mouth. "Hurry up. It will not be good to drink when it is cold."

Seeing the smile on Yi Xiaomi's face that could not be concealed, Shang Moze lowered his head and looked at the broth. In Yi Xiaomi's surprise, he actually drank up the soup in the small spoon.

Some of them did not react and froze on the spot. Yi Xiaomi's arm was still suspended in the air and she maintained the gesture of feeding the broth. This did not make sense.

"En, the taste is not bad." Shang Moze licked the corner of his mouth and looked at the woman who was in a daze. "Continue to feed."

The complacent smile on the man's mouth made Yi Xiaomi's heart feel stifled. She just wanted to punch Shang Moze hard.

This man, could it be that he deliberately said the opposite words and then let her feed him? ! In fact, Shang Moze really hated things like Broth the most. It was rare that Yi Xiaomi was so excited and took the initiative to feed him. Actually, it was not as hard to drink as he had imagined. It seemed that there was still a little bit of delicacy!

"Why aren't you feeding him?" The corner of Shang Moze's mouth curled up slightly, but he slowly picked up the chopsticks and picked up a lot of vegetables. "Why don't I feed you some vegetables to raise your spirits?"

Bastard! Yi Xiaomi glared fiercely at Shang Moze. This stinky man actually dared to threaten her!

"Weren't you thinking about something just now?" Yi Xiaomi hurriedly squeezed out a smile and scooped up a spoonful of soup with some flattery and handed it to Shang Moze. "Young Master Shang, do you think it's easy to drink?"

The hand that held the spoon tightened fiercely. Yi Xiaomi really wanted to throw the spoon at Shang Moze's face that deserved to be flattened. This man definitely did it on purpose!

"Hmm, not bad." Shang Moze looked at Yi Xiaomi scoop after spoonful of soup and thought to himself. He would probably be full tonight even if he drank the soup. Although he thought so, he still happily opened his mouth. He drank the soup that Yi Xiaomi brought to his mouth.

Drink, drink, drink, drink until you die! Yi Xiaomi gritted her teeth and put down the spoon in her hand. Then, she suddenly covered her head with her hand. Her willowy eyebrows slightly knitted and she looked like she was in pain.

The man's faint smile froze and he hurriedly got up. He held Yi Xiaomi's shoulder and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Yi Xiaomi did not answer and only tightly covered her head with both hands...