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He was no longer as childish as he had been. Turned around and walked to the living room and sat down, with a cold face and didn't say a word.

You can see that he is angry.

With such a big person, is it possible that I still need to coax him by coaxing him?

"Mo Yi ......" I called him, this guy didn't mean to deal with me at all, and sulked by himself.

Jumped off the windowsill and walked behind Mo Yi. Stretched out a finger and gently poked his shoulder, and asked weakly, "Master Mo, are you really angry?"

Mo Yiming stood up abruptly, walked to the opposite side and sat down, away from me.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I looked at him with an eyebrow and said deliberately, "Let's say okay first, I've always been impatient. Good things are only said once, if ......"

Mo Yiming still didn't react at all, and turned his head to look away.

"Good!" I glanced at him, turned and walked into the kitchen. I haven't eaten for a day, so I'll fill my stomach first.

I rummaged through the refrigerator and found a bag of frozen dumplings. I suddenly remembered the fried dumplings that Lao Hei had made for me before, they tasted good, you can try them.

Heat the oil in a pan and serve the dumplings......

It's very simple to see Lao Hei doing it, how can it ...... It's so much trouble to do it yourself. And I always couldn't grasp the heat, so I fried several.

After tossing for a long time, I finally made a plate of fried dumplings that were barely passable. Although it doesn't look good, it tastes good.

Cut a few pieces of green onion and sprinkle it, and it's done: "Perfect!"

took a pair of chopsticks, deliberately took fried dumplings to the living room to eat, and coveted him in front of Mo Yiming.

"Well, it's delicious......" I made an intoxicated expression, glancing at him from time to time.

At first, Mo Yiming didn't move, but he could hear the sound of me eating, and the fragrance wafting in the living room. Some of them couldn't bear it anymore, and when I looked down, my eyes kept peeking at the fried dumplings in front of me......

"Hey!" I looked up at Mo Yiming and took the initiative to speak: "Do you want to taste it?"

Mo Yiming looked at me coldly and didn't react.

"Don't eat it?" I frowned and looked carefully at the last five fried dumplings on the plate: "Alas, don't eat it." And five more, all my ......"

I picked up a fried dumpling and was about to stuff it into my mouth, when Mo Yiming quickly walked over and snatched the chopsticks away!

Without saying a word, pick up a fried dumpling and stuff it into your mouth and chew it gently.

"How's it going?" I propped my chin on one hand and looked at him expectantly, "It tastes good, right?"

"Hmm. Mo Yiming was finally willing to answer me, and asked with a straight face, "When did you learn to do this?"

"Yes......" I almost blurted out if I let him know that this was what the old black taught me. And what about him...... Don't throw chopsticks and leave?

"Huh?" Mo Yiming tilted his head to look at me, waiting for my answer.

"It's just ......" I made a random excuse, smiled and replied, "I happened to see a food show and tried to do it." ”

Mo Yiming didn't say anything more, and silently ate all the fried dumplings on the plate.

Looking at his good-looking side face, he suddenly became a little curious: "Mo Yiming, I'm very strange." Corpse...... Do you have a digestive system? If you eat human food, can your body absorb nutrients?"

"Hmm. Mo Yiming nodded.

"That'...... Like humans, do you poop?"

Hearing this question, the corners of Mo Yiming's mouth twitched obviously, and he turned his head to look at me: "You don't know if you've lived with me for so long?"