"How about you cook me a dinner and I'll wash your feet every night?" Murong Qingzhen smiled maliciously while fiddling with the rice in the bowl.
Jiang Zimo felt that her face must have turned red all of a sudden. Damn it! What do you mean by washing her feet every night? This suggestion is simply very pornographic and violent, okay? Just treat her as mentally retarded. After washing her feet
What else can I do after that? It must be getting out of bed!
Sure enough, it is a one-way service... Bah! You are a pervert!
"Humph, I don't want it." I wanted to scold but couldn't say it clearly. I didn't have enough confidence, so I could only refuse weakly.
"Azi, if you don't want it, don't want it. Why are you blushing?"
"I'm not blushing, huh, you crow's mouth, stop being so sentimental here."
"Oh, I'm a crow's mouth? Have you ever seen such a handsome crow like me? Tsk... I'm not even blushing. See for yourself. Hehe, Ah Zi, could I have misconstrued what I said? I
It’s just foot washing, it doesn’t include any other services…”.
Jiang Zimo became angry from shame: "Murong Qingzhen!"
He immediately raised his chest and raised his head like a good baby: "Yes!"
Jiang Zimo gritted his teeth: "If you don't want to eat, go back!"
"What's the point? I haven't had a few bites yet. Haha, Ah Zi, come on, eat vegetables, eat vegetables. For the sake of the baby in your belly, you have to work hard to eat more. Too much anger is very detrimental to the development of the baby.
, it needs to be changed, it needs to be changed...".
Jiang Zimo: "...". He lowered his head and fiercely shoveled all the rice in the bowl into his mouth. Huh, you can't go against anything but your own stomach!
Seeing her depressed expression with her head lowered while eating, he couldn't help but secretly chuckle, haha... so cute.
"Why are you laughing? Pervert!" Jiang Zimo kicked him under the table angrily. He seemed to like watching her smile more and more. Was it wrong? She didn't have a long hair on her face.
flower.
"Because you're really funny." Just like when I was a kid.
"Fuck you!" She really suspected that he was under too much pressure at work, had a mental disorder, and had been bullied by his father for too long, so she wanted to take her home to reduce the pressure on both work and life.
Murong Qingzhen winked and smiled unpleasantly while picking up the rice. "Come on, I'm always welcome to come to my house!"
Jiang Zimo frowned and finally stopped arguing with him.
For a while, the two of them began to eat in silence. Murong Qingzhen occasionally put vegetables into her bowl, but did not say anything else. Jiang Zimo was half full and couldn't help but secretly raise her eyes to look at him.
Ai, to be fair, Murong Qingzhen and Bai Yanbing can really compete with each other sometimes. Both of them are so elegant and good-looking in everything they do, including drinking, driving, working, kissing... and even eating.
He was so calm and indifferent, clinging to the chopsticks with his long green-white knuckles, eating the rice in the bowl one by one, without even making a sound when he touched the bowl.
Compared with Bai Yanbing's style of tasting every dish, Murong Qingzhen is closer to reality. He doesn't feel like he's eating like a small family, and he seems to enjoy every bite.
Will not make any unpleasant sound...
Huan? Why do you think of him again? Jiang Zimo shook his head and quickly erased the unsuitable scene from his mind.