The smell of gunpowder that filled the room dissipated a lot in an instant.
The next moment, Mo Shangshuang's questioning voice came from outside the door, "What's wrong?"
Mo Shangjun suppressed his anger and said: "I'm fighting mosquitoes."
Mo Shangshuang lowered his voice and reminded: "Be quiet, so dad doesn't come looking for you."
"knew."
Mo Shangjun responded irritably.
Others couldn't recognize Yan Tianxing's car, and they didn't know who Mo Shangyun was with, but Mo Shangshuang definitely knew. What's more, the call was made by Mo Shangshuang, and at that time he asked Yan Tianxing if he was still at Mo's house.
The car didn't leave, and Yan Tianxing naturally didn't leave either.
If Yan Tianxing could not be found anywhere else, Mo Shangshuang would naturally think that Yan Tianxing was hidden in her room by Mo Shangjun.
However, Mo Shangshuang's reminder is also reasonable - although Mo Cang usually does not enter his daughter's room, but now he is angry, and if he hears something and becomes unhappy, it is possible for him to come over and give her a few words.
"Wait until Dad has a rest before leaving." Mo Shangshuang said again.
"Um."
Mo Shangjun responded.
Mo Shangshuang walked away from the door.
"you--"
After making sure that Mo Shangshuang was gone, Mo Shangyun turned around and wanted to say something to Yan Tianxing, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Yan Tianxing sitting on the chair she had thrown away.
Moreover, he even crossed his legs in a very awkward manner.
Seeing her looking over, Yan Tianxing stared at the cherries in her hand and said, "Che Lizi."
"You have no hands?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and said, putting Che Lizi directly into his mouth.
Yan Tianxing: "..."
He looked at Mo Shangjun indifferently, without saying a word or making any move.
After a moment of stalemate with him, Mo Shangyun felt his head grow heavy. Finally, he picked up a cherry and brought it directly to Yan Tianxing's lips.
During the whole movement, Mo Shangyun's eyes were full of threats - Damn it, if you don't eat this time, you will be dead.
Fortunately, this time Yan Tianxing opened his mouth and ate the cherries she fed.
Mo Shangyun snorted, leaned on the desk, raised her hand to pick up the apple on the table, and threw it up. She subconsciously wanted to bite it, but she saw Yan Tianxing staring at her closely.
His head throbbed with pain, and Mo Shangyun asked speechlessly: "You can take it if you want."
"I didn't wash my hands and didn't want to touch it," Yan Tianxing said coldly.
"Then you go and wash it."
Yan Tianxing frowned, "I'm not in the mood."
"..."
Mo Shangyun held back his temper that was about to explode.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Shangjun patiently asked with a smile: "Do you want me to peel it for you again?"
"cut."
Yan Tianxing proudly uttered one word.
Mo Shangyun gritted his teeth, and could no longer put on the smile he was trying to put on, and turned to Yan Tianxing with a cold face.
Hold.
It was her turn to serve him.
However, after taking a look at the various ornaments on the table, Mo Shangyun held back.
have to.
She owes it!
He raised his hand and suddenly opened the drawer. Mo Shangyun found a multifunctional folding knife among several knives, took it out and prepared to peel the apple.
However, as soon as she stabbed the apple peel with the knife, Yan Tianxing noticed the mark on the handle of the knife.
Yan Tianxing asked coldly: "Who gave the knife?"
"..."
Mo Shangjun started peeling the apple.
She glanced at Yan Tianxing impatiently, but she didn't expect that Yan Tianxing was more impatient than her. He said irritably, "You accept what others give to you?!"
The fire is on!
Mo Shangjun threw the folding knife directly on the table and stared at Yan Tianxing angrily, "Don't bother me here. If you have the ability, you can make a knife yourself."
Yan Tianxing raised his sleeves with a sullen face and threw something on the table.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a small knife.
The modified knife is foldable and is only as long as a finger, but it can peel apples without any problem.
Yan Tianxing was still staring at her with a sullen look on his face, and his posture was - I've already taken out the damn knife for you, are you going to try touching my apple with someone else's knife?
Nothing else can be seen except the threat.
"Well done."
Mo Shangyun gritted his teeth, and every word was filled with fire.
Picking up the knife on the table, Mo Shangyun picked out the blade with his fingers, and then began to peel the apple.
Her skills were pretty good, she peeled the skin quickly and thinly, and in a blink of an eye, only the pulp was left.
Yan Tianxing stared at her movements and felt that she thought the apple was him.
The swords and knives all carry murderous intent.
Throwing the apple peel into the trash can, Mo Shangjun tried to throw the knife away, but finally asked coolly: "Do I still have to cut it into pieces for you?"
The anger in Yan Tianxing's heart was still lingering. When he heard Mo Shangyun's question, even though he knew that she was also angry, he still uttered one word without mercy, "cut."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun slashed his knife several times and cut the whole apple into several pieces, but with the core still attached.
Folding the knife and throwing it on the table, she stuffed the apple into Yan Tianxing's hand.
All the movements are filled with evil fire.
After doing all this, Mo Shangyun didn't even bother to look at him. He turned around and walked to the closet. He opened the closet door with a "pop", casually pulled two pieces of clothes off the hangers, and then walked in with a sullen face.
bathroom.
She needed to take a bath and calm down her anger, lest someone could not hold back and chop Yan Tianxing into pieces on the spot.
This bastard is so disgusting.
…
The sound of water running from the shower came from the bathroom.
Yan Tianxing took a bite of the apple pulp.
The apples are very fresh, crisp and juicy, and taste sweet.
Yan Tianxing felt that the anger in his heart had been suppressed a lot.
But soon, he saw the pile of ornaments on the table again...
An uncontrollable anger suddenly emerged again.
Yan Tianxing's eyes were full of fire, and the fire was burning and dancing in his dark and deep pupils.
Yan Tianxing opened his mouth and took a bite of the apple.