Steward Zhou brought the soup to her with a smile, "If you don't come back, the young master won't come back, it's almost all mine here." ”

"He lives with me. ”

Steward Zhou nodded, "Yes, I asked the young master, and the young master said that the place where there is Miss Tong is his home......"

Tong Ran was stunned, her hand drinking the soup paused, Mo Nanjue said such a thing?

Steward Zhou was also stunned, he raised his head, and saw Mo Nanjue standing at the top of the stairs with a gloomy face.

Belch......

Steward Zhou stretched out his hand to cover his face, and a feeling of imminent unemployment came to an end.

Mo Nanjue raised his legs and walked down the stairs, he walked over step by step, Steward Zhou followed a few steps back, he knew Mo Nanjue's temper very well, so he knew that he was leaking his mouth now......

Monan Jue walked up to him.

Steward Zhou grabbed the rag in his hand, in a dilemma, "Young master ......"

The man narrowed the corners of his eyes coldly, and the aura exuded from his body scared Steward Zhou to death, "Did I say such a thing?"

"No, I didn't say ......"

Seeing this, Tong Ran hurriedly stood up, "Are you hungry?"

Mo Nanjue turned his head sideways, and Tong Ran hurriedly walked over and grabbed his arm, "Let's eat first, I'm bored eating alone." ”

The man didn't move, Tong Ran simply pushed him to the table, Mo Nanjue raised his head to look at her, "Didn't you just go back to the apartment?"

“……”

Tong Ran straightened his back, "I, my back hurts, it hurts to hold a spoon." ”

Steward Zhou almost fell, and this reason was too fake......

"Sit down. ”

After Mo Nanjue sat down, he suddenly spoke, he actually believed this reason, the man reached out and picked up the spoon on the side, scooped the spoonful of soup, and handed it to Tong Ran's lips.

She was stunned, raised her head, and the man looked at her with burning eyes, "Open your mouth." ”

Tong Ran didn't expect that he would believe Hu Bian's reason, she opened her mouth, and the warm soup was fed in by him, her eyes were wet, and she almost cried inexplicably.

She was too busy to turn her head, the soup that she didn't have time to swallow was stuck in her throat, she suddenly coughed violently, Mo Nanjue got up in a hurry, Tong Ran reached out and patted his chest, and accidentally knocked over the soup in the man's hand.

The warm soup was sprinkled all over Monanjue.

The man's white slacks were instantly dyed brown, he just glanced at it, didn't care, pulled two pieces of paper from the table and walked over to Tong Ran, bending down to wipe the soup from her mouth.

Steward Zhou looked at this scene, he shook his head, sure enough, it was one thing and one thing, what kind of temper Mo Nanjue was He knew best, if someone accidentally knocked over the soup on the young master before, then it would be okay?

The hands and feet shall not be broken...... But now that she is a child dye, the young master still got up to wipe her mouth.

Steward Zhou sighed, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad for a person like the young master of Lu Dao to be so affectionate, so he turned around and retreated.

At the table, the soup choked into the trachea, Tong Ran coughed for a while before stopping, her eyes were red with coughing, just to hide that she wanted to cry, the man handed over a glass of water, and she drank a few sips before she felt more comfortable.

Tong Ran lowered his eyes, and saw the soup that had knocked him over, "I'm sorry." ”

"It's fine. ”

Mo Nanjue took another piece of paper, not too dirty, and carefully wiped her chin clean, "Do you still want to cough?"

Tong Ran choked in his throat and shook his head.

Mo Nanjue threw away the paper in his hand and stood up with the bowl, "The soup is cold, I'll go warm it up." ”

"Don't," Tong Ran hurriedly reached out to hold his hand, when had he done these things to serve people, "I'll come." ”