Qi Mijing raised his eyebrows and piled some more things into her bowl one after another. Then he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, lifted her chin with his index finger, and said with a smile in his eyes, "If Zhi'er eats the things in this bowl,
After that, I won’t pursue the matter of you disguising yourself as a man and going to the men’s jail..."
"Seriously?!" Upon hearing this, Bo Liuzhi immediately looked up at him, his eyes shining.
Qi Mujing smiled and nodded.
Bo Liuzhi was immediately happy. He was about to reach out for the chopsticks, but felt something was wrong. He frowned and looked at him, "Ajing, how did you know that I went to the men's prison and not somewhere else?! Is it possible?
You sent someone to follow me?!"
Qi Mijing hesitated, stretched out his hand and gave her a blow, "Aside from Nan Yue in the men's prison, where else can attract you?!" He said in a threatening tone, "Do you want to eat or not?!"
Bo Liuzhi nodded quickly, "Eat, eat, eat, I'll eat..."
Afraid of husbands, afraid of husbands, she, Bo Liuzhi, really confirmed this title.
She pursed her lips and couldn't help but look at him quietly again. However, she was hit back by his "indifferent" gaze.
So he picked up the bowl resignedly, but when he saw layers upon layers of various dishes stacked in the bowl, Bo Liuzhi almost cried, "A Jing..."
You are a scheming bastard!
Qi Mujing chuckled, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating gracefully, occasionally adding other dishes to someone's bowl.
Bo Liuzhi stared at the red and sticky stuff she had picked up, tilted her head and looked at Qi Mujing, "A Jing, help me eat this." Regardless of whether he agreed or not, she put the stuff in his bowl.
inside.
Qi Mujing was stunned for a moment, "Zhi'er, isn't blood tofu your favorite? Why don't you eat it today?"
Bo Liuzhi frowned. Looking at this, she couldn't help but think of the scene she saw in Uncle Tie's house.
The man was almost lying in a pool of blood. His chest, lips, and even his face were stained with red. The color was the same as blood tofu.
Uncle Tie told her that the residual poison in the man's body had backfired and had penetrated into his internal organs, and that there was no cure. He also said that the man... might not survive tonight...
"Zhi'er, are you stupid?!" Qi Mujing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and tapped her forehead with some displeasure.
"Uh..." Bo Liuzhi came back to his senses, covered his painful forehead, and glared at him angrily.
Tsk, she doesn't understand why they always like to hit her in the same place.
Qi Mujing didn't buy her fault and said coldly, "Eat!"
Unhappy, he was obviously by her side and had her in his arms, but there was still an uneasiness that she might leave at any time.
Unable to bear his sudden cold tone and the cold air between his brows, Bo Liuzhi twisted a piece of bamboo shoots from the bowl and put it to his lips, "A Jing, this is delicious. It's better than the previous cook. You
Try it..."
"..." Qi Mijing frowned and stared at the thing expressionlessly.
Seeing that he didn't give in, Bo Liuzhi's heart fluttered, her pink lips opened slightly and she bit into the bamboo shoots. With a blushing face, she moved closer to his lips and put the thing in his mouth into his mouth.
The soft and sweet touch on his lips made Qi Mujing's eyes dim, and an unknown fire surged up from his lower abdomen.