The so-called casual means plates of delicious food, plus fruit snacks?
Mo Yan obviously disagreed with this casualness. Looking at the dishes on the table, she really doubted how much they would waste waiting.
"Here, eat this," Mu Feng picked out the fish's spine and put it into Mo Yan's mouth.
Mo Yan doesn't like eating fish at all, just because fish have spines. She has been stung by them in both modern and ancient times, so Mo Yan doesn't eat fish at all anymore.
But now Mu Feng personally took the fish and put it into Mo Yan's mouth. Although he had picked out the thorns, Mo Yan still didn't dare to eat it because in Mo Yan's heart, the fish had thorns.
Keep your mouth closed, Mo Yan doesn't let the fish have a chance to get into your mouth
"Eat," he said with a stern expression, as if Mo Yan had to eat it. In fact, Mu Feng also took action and put the fish into Mo Yan's mouth.
Mo Yan wanted to spit out the fish, but failed in the end because Mu Feng kept staring at her, and the chopsticks in Mu Feng's hand held a piece of fatty meat.
Mo Yan really suspected that Mu Feng was not angry because he had thought of such a perverted way to torture her. Mo Yan had always been afraid of pain. She had been helpless after stabbing herself last night, and now she was forced to eat something she didn't like very much.
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"Look at how thin I am, Yan. I should eat more to make it more comfortable to hold me in my arms." Mu Feng smiled evilly and put the dishes on the table one by one into Mo Yan's lap.
Mo Yan neither spat nor swallowed, but in the end she gritted her teeth and ate it, thinking that her stomach would be turned upside down.
Sure enough, under Mu Feng's excited eyes, Mo Yan couldn't resist the rumbling in his stomach, and finally pushed Mu Feng away with one hand, turned pale and started to vomit.
Mu Feng stood aside and watched coldly, his face expressionless, making it impossible to feel the pain in his heart.
Holding on to the wall on one side, Mo Yantu felt weak all over. Why the hell did she have to eat? If her stomach was damaged, that was her fault.
Mo Yan was thinking in his mind, but in reality he continued to vomit, vomiting out all the food he had just eaten. After vomiting up what he had just eaten, he started vomiting sour water again.
Mu Feng kept watching calmly, but when he saw Mo Yan's body about to fall, he came over and hugged Mo Yan and walked out.
The weak Mo Yan was held in Mu Feng's arms and once again swaggered on the street. However, they stayed in Yipinju for more than an hour, which could not help but make some people daydream.
Looking at the beauty's weak and feathery look, and then looking at Mu Feng's spirited look, a new version began to circulate.