Not to mention, when she put on her clothes and covered all these beautiful traces, his eyebrows were slightly frowned.
After putting on her clothes, she stood up, perhaps because she had not eaten, or because she had lost her strength just now, she actually sat back on the sofa.
Leng Yunlin's smile came from above his head: "Are you tired?"
Mu Qingyu raised her head and glared at him with some complaints, but it made him laugh: "How about it, beg me, beg me, I will carry you over to have a meal, otherwise-"
Mu Qingyu's answer was that she put her head away, then worked hard to stand up on the coffee table.
When Leng Yunlin saw her like this, she felt that doing so would be like her nature and she didn't care about it.
But, she doesn't want him to help?
He just wanted to help her. She didn't want to help her, so she was hungry!
Thinking of this, he ran over quickly and brought all the food over, and of course, the soup she had made.
The food was a little warm, but the soup was hot.
Moreover, he was very cheap, so he put the food on the coffee table a little further away from her.
Mu Qingyu saw him bringing the food over, her eyes flashed, a little surprised.
His "gentle" today made her a little strange - is he so considerate and so gentle?
Then, he sat next to her, deliberately blocking the aisle between her and the food, and the big man said, "Do you want to eat?"
She nodded, this is nothing nonsense! She cooked a table of dishes and was waiting for dinner. How could she not think about it?
Leng Yunlin raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and then said shamelessly: "If you want to eat, call me 'good brother', otherwise I won't give you a meal!"
Mu Qingyu took a breath!
She glanced at Leng Yunlin and only felt one way: He didn't take the wrong medicine, right?
He actually asked himself to call him - good brother?
Leng Yunlin frowned when she saw her surprised look. Then, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a large piece of beef, and bit it in big mouthfuls, as if he was very happy to eat. While eating, he nodded: "It's delicious!
It tastes really good! It's fat but not greasy, and you have a good craftsmanship! - Do you want to call me 'good brother'?"
Mu Qingyu was speechless. She wanted to turn around and walk from the other side to the coffee table, wanting to be self-reliant.
Leng Yunlin reacted faster and moved further away. Then, he laughed: "Do you want to scream?"
"You! - Are you too much? This is the dish I cooked!" Mu Qingyu's eyebrows were raised! If it were under normal circumstances, she would wish she could overturn this coffee table!
However, she was really hungry, and she was so hard that she had no strength to scold her. When she scolded her, her voice was soft, like a peach, obviously she was making trouble when she was just entangled with him. Even if she scolded her, she scolded her
, without any momentum, but as if he was acting coquettish.
"So what? - Are you calling?" Leng Yunlin laughed deliberately, protecting the food, like an eagle protecting her son. No matter how she detours, she couldn't grab anything.
Mu Qingyu looked coldly at him, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly his stomach roared.
Leng Yunlin took a sip of the soup shamelessly, then smiled and said, "The taste of Matsutake soup is really good!"
What should I do? She didn't call her, and he even feasted on the table. Soon, he ate half of the dishes on the table.