Wenxuan didn't give He Mengjie time to think randomly, grabbed her hand, lowered her head and said in her ear: "She doesn't eat, we are the world of two."
He Mengjie went to the kitchen with a little guilty conscience and brought out the food.
Wenxuan sat at the dining table, stretching his head with great enthusiasm. When he saw the slightly charred color on the plate, his smile suddenly froze.
He Mengjie rolled her eyes and looked at him. Who made him seem to have something to hide from her? Thinking of this, she suddenly felt confident again.
Seeing that He Mengjie was the same face, Wenxuan smiled again, picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth. Then his face turned bitter.
He lowered his head and wanted to spit out the things in his mouth, but he heard He Mengjie say sinisterly: "Don't vomit! I'll not let you kiss tonight if I vomit!"
So he stretched his neck and swallowed.
He looked up at her standing beside him, with her deep eyes as if tears were flashing, "Teacher He, do you need to be punished like this?"
He Mengjie gritted her teeth and said, "Who made you unhonest..."
Wenxuan looked up at her for a few seconds, then put down the bowls and chopsticks, and spoke seriously: "Why am I not honest?"
He Mengjie turned her head and looked at the TV with great enthusiasm. Wen Tingyu was furious and crossed her waist: "Who is Aunt Chen?"
Wenxuan's eyes turned to another place, and his tone became strange: "Aunt Chen is Aunt Chen, but it's not Chen Yuwei anyway."
He Mengjie narrowed her eyes and looked at him suspiciously. His eyes flashed for a moment, then turned deep and looked at her, looking at her with a clear conscience.
The two of them looked at each other for a while, but Wenxuan finally couldn't resist it. He reached out and grabbed He Mengjie's waist, almost causing her to fall on his thigh.
He whispered in her ear: "Little fool, don't think too much. In the future, Tingyu won't let others take care of you, so she will annoy you, okay?"
The "little fool" exuded endless pity and close love, which intoxicated He Mengjie's heart. He Mengjie was bewitched and nodded foolishly.
In front of him, she will always be that little fool!
In the evening, Wenxuan had to drive He Mengjie to the night market and have snacks!
This was He Mengjie's request. In order to kiss her at night, he had to go to the night market to eat spicy hot pot, stinky tofu and other things.
During the whole process, Wenxuan's face was entangled, and he was talking about the problem of uncleanness and unhygienicity. As soon as he said that, He Mengjie blocked his mouth with stinky tofu and tortured him miserably.
Wen Tingyu was very excited and ate a lot of miscellaneous things.
He Mengjie rolled her eyes and asked, "This is delicious, is it still the food from Aunt Chen's house delicious?"
Wen Tingyu, a genius man, immediately replied: "Of course, the food my little mother brought me to eat is delicious! Even though that aunt is good to me, I still love my little mother the most!"
She said as she leaned over her greasy little lips and kissed He Mengjie on the face, causing Wenxuan to scream.
So Wenxuan paid the price for his strange cry, and his cheeks were kissed by two greasy mouths on each side.
After the night market was about to feed, he sat in the car. Wenxuan looked at his face in the rearview mirror, with disgust on his face: "Tsk tsk tsk! It's so oily that it's so smelly!"
"It's okay, I like it!" He Mengjie immediately answered enthusiastically.