The sharp-eyed Mu Shuiling saw the person at the door, curled up the corner of his mouth, and laughed regardless of the image, "Okay, let him kick me away now, I really can't wait!"
Being so provoked, Xu Wenqian angrily took out her cell phone and dialed Mos Jue's number.
Just then, a harsh bell came from the door.
Everyone turned around and turned their attention to the person at the door.
I saw Lord Moss leaning handsomely on the door, holding in his hand the cell phone that kept ringing.
"Jue..." Xu Wenqian was stunned and hurriedly hung up the phone and turned around.
"Here we are, feel free to complain and smear you however you want." Simply, Mu Shuiling sat on the bed with his legs crossed, grabbed the fruit next to him and ate it.
It was as if all this had nothing to do with her.
Seeing that Mu Shuiling had a good attitude, Mosjue's mood also improved, and he walked up to Xu Wenqian with his long legs.
Looking at her trembling legs, he sneered, "That guy is really willing to expose himself in front of me for you."
Xu Wenqian was startled, her palms were sweating, and she defended herself, "What are you talking about, Jue? Why can't I understand him?"
Regardless of whether Xu Wenqian understood it or not, Mosjue's strong hand pinched her chin unceremoniously and warned her word for word, "Next time, I will give him your head as a meeting gift."
Mu Shuiling's hand holding the apple shook, and his face was smeared with black. Then he returned to his original state, gnawing on the apple as if nothing had happened.
Jue Moss's threatening words frightened Xu Wenqian to the point where she fell down and pulled his pants without giving up, "Jue, don't be so ruthless, okay?"
She has sacrificed so much for him, why does he just refuse to look at her?
"Go away." Lord Moss just threw this word out of his mouth.
"Jue..." Before she could say anything else, Xu Wenqian hurriedly picked up her bag and ran out of the room after receiving Mos Jue's murderous look.
Sir Moss actually did this to her. One day, she will make him regret it!
"Xiao Mu, come in after the play. I'm starving." Seeing Xu Wenqian leaving, Mu Shuiling didn't even look at Mos Jue, but looked at Xiao Mu who was standing not far from the door.
"Here we come." Xiaomu hurriedly walked around Lord Moss and walked in through the back door.
Throwing away the half-eaten apple in his hand, he watched Xiaomu arrange everything before leisurely picking up his chopsticks and eating.
From the beginning to the end, she regarded Lord Moss as nothing but air.
She lowered her head and kept eating. People who didn't know better thought she was really hungry.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Xiaomu wisely left first.
Not long after she left, she saw a figure sitting in front of her.
Knowing it was Lord Moss, Mu Shuiling didn't even raise his head.
"My head is almost buried in the rice." Mosjue joked, holding back a laugh.
Realizing that his head was buried a little low, Mu Shuiling calmly picked up the rice bowl and put it into his mouth one bite at a time.
Throughout the meal, only Mosjue spoke, while Mu Shuiling maintained the same attitude - ignore.
After eating, I got up and passed him to go to the toilet.
As a result, as soon as he passed by Lord Moss, he grabbed his hand.
"Let go." Mu Shuiling looked at him calmly with no expression on his face.
There isn't much emotion in the eyes.
Finally unable to hold it back, Lord Moss chuckled and pulled her into his arms, "Baby, you are so cute when you are jealous."