Mu Baoer reached out unceremoniously, took the dinner plate in front of Ji Mo, and devoured it with ferocity.
Finally, there were a few drops of tomato juice hanging on her lips, and then she stuck out her tongue in an extremely obscene manner and licked it.
Humph, I don’t believe this man is so disgusting that he won’t die.
No matter how you look at this man, he is the kind of person who has a refined style, elegance and taste. Now that he sees her looking like she is not worthy of being on the stage, how can he marry her?
Instead of running away, it would be better to make this man hate her and voluntarily give up on the inexplicable marriage. Well, last time she succeeded in making Han Lie and Fang Zhan so disgusted that they couldn't eat, she didn't believe she couldn't defeat this man.
"Mr. Ji, what's wrong with you? Aren't you full? I'm sorry, I ate all of it. Oh, I'm so full. I haven't eaten such a rich thing for a long time." Mu Baoer smiled and put one foot on her
On another chair, I found a toothpick somewhere, and like a scoundrel, I was burping and picking my teeth from the toothpick.
No matter how you look at it, it is full of the taste of the vulgar lower class and rude people.
Ji Mo looked at her silently for a long time, not angry, but sighed, his eyes full of pity and tenderness: "You can eat so much, it seems that your life was really hard before. But it doesn't matter, you can eat whatever you want in the future.
Let the chef do it. You don’t have to gorge yourself so much. If you eat too much, you will easily get stomach problems."
Mu Baoer's expression changed, and his smiling expression became stiff.
"Can I really eat whatever I want?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
Ji Mo nodded with pride in his eyes: "As long as you want to eat, even if it has to be shipped from Africa, I will definitely let you eat it."
Mu Baoer was silent for a moment and suddenly felt very bad.
There was no more scheming to play tricks on him. This person saw through her performance and her little tricks were completely invisible to him, but he was still in the mood to play with her. He probably thought it was fun too!
There was such a woman jumping up and down in front of him like a clown, which brought him a lot of fun.
"What's wrong? You don't look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Ji Mo put down his napkin and walked over, reaching out to touch her forehead and frowning, "You lost a lot of blood in a car accident and are prone to dizziness. You'd better go to the room and rest for a while!"
A hand gently placed him on her forehead and patted it away. Mu Baoer raised her head and looked at him with a smile.
"Thank you, I'm fine."
Ji Mo was startled and narrowed his slender eyes: "Bao'er, are you rejecting other people's care?"
"How is it possible? I also hope to get care from others." Mu Baoer stood up, walked towards the stairs, and looked back at him with a smile, "But, Mr. Ji, true concern will make people's hearts warm. So please don't pretend to be right."
Hello, this is just a game to you, but if I take it seriously, I will be in doom!"
Ji Mo watched her slender figure walk up the stairs without looking back and disappeared into the room, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his chest.
He naturally knew that what Mu Baoer did just now was deliberately intended to arouse his disgust, so he did not expose her and started playing with her with interest.
The more she wanted to disgust him, the more gentle he would be to her, and he wanted to see her choked expression.
Later, she really couldn't continue acting, but it wasn't as fun as he imagined.
She was smiling, smiling nonchalantly, speaking hypocritical yet true words, and her eyes occasionally showed the kind of self-deprecation and loneliness, but it was also so profoundly sad.