readx; "Oh, thanks. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "When I used to eat with my mother, the two of them often fought to the death for the last piece of meat in the bowl, but now someone suddenly took the initiative to clip buns for her, and Ye Zhixia was still a little unaccustomed."

Seeing that she didn't move, Yin Mochen suddenly said, "I haven't used chopsticks yet." ”

"Oh, no, no, no!" Ye Zhixia reacted that he misunderstood that he disliked his saliva, and hurriedly waved his hand at him, and then pinched the small bun with his hand and took a big bite, who knew that as soon as she bit it, she spit the bun out of her mouth, "Hiss...... It's hot! It's hot! ”

She ate too fast, and Yin Mochen didn't have time to stop her at all. You must know that he specially instructed him to ask for hot buns, and the general manager of Ou Ji personally prepared a thermos flask for him to fill the buns, but he didn't expect the thermal insulation effect of the thermos flask to be so good. He saw that Ye Zhixia was scalded by the soup flowing out of the xiaolongbao, so without saying a word, he went to the kitchen and poured a glass of cold water and handed it to her mouth: "Take a sip and rinse!" ”

Ye Zhixia took a large sip of water from his hand and held it in his mouth, the cold water wrapped around her tongue, and then she felt that she was alive again.

He patted her gently on the back and asked with concern, "How is it, is it better?" ”

"Hmm." She swallowed the water in her mouth and let out a long breath, "It's okay." Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough to spit it out as soon as she took a bite.

Yin Mochen sat back in his place, and put a xiaolongbao to his mouth to blow it cold before handing it to her: "It's not hot now, let's eat." ”

Ye Zhixia looked at the small, soft buns on the plate in front of him, and he didn't know why his heart suddenly jumped quickly. If it is not a relative, will this uncle be too attentive to her? The old lady said that if you have nothing to do, you will be either a traitor or a thief!

She raised her eyes and quietly glanced at the man opposite, and saw that he was just drinking porridge calmly, and couldn't help but show a puzzled expression, uncle, he looks upright, and he doesn't look like a bad guy!

As if sensing the peek of a certain girl, Yin Mochen stopped his chopsticks and asked lightly, "What's wrong?" Is there anything dirty on my face? ”

"Ah, no!" Ye Zhixia was like a thief who was caught on the spot, and quickly picked up the bowl and drank porridge.

He looked at her with sincere and soft eyes just now, how could she be embarrassed to think of him in the bad way when she met such a simple-minded man?

Next, the two finished breakfast in silence, and Ye Zhixia wanted to wash the dishes but was stopped by Yin Mochen. He smiled slightly, took the bowl in her hand and said, "Detergent hurts hands, just leave the rough work of washing dishes to a man." With that, he cleaned up the table and went into the kitchen.

Looking at his busy figure by the pool, Ye Zhixia had to admit that although this uncle is not so earth-shatteringly handsome, he is gentle, considerate and virtuous, he is definitely a good man who is rare in a hundred years, and whoever marries him in the future will definitely be happy to death!

And Yin Mochen, who was standing by the sink washing dishes, felt the gaze behind him, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips. He knew that there was no hurry to find the key, and Ye Zhixia was not as easy to deal with as an ordinary girl, so he first had to find a way to dispel her vigilance against him, and then he would look for clues. After all, she has not yet seen the old lady in her mouth, and maybe the key is on her mother.

Packing up, Yin Mochen didn't stay longer, but before leaving, she had to drink less in the future, and it was not safe for girls to get drunk at night. His move was extremely subtle, taking retreat as advance, showing her care as an ordinary friend, but not making her feel abrupt and disgusted.

Sure enough, Ye Zhixia's impression of this helpful uncle was so good that he completely regarded him as his own. When he walked out of the courtyard gate, she actually had a feeling of cherishing something else: "Uncle, thank you, remember to come and play with me when you have time in the future!" ”

Yin Mochen's footsteps paused slightly, the phoenix eyes behind the black-framed glasses swept over her, and smiled meaningfully: "A word is a certainty." ”