Mu Xiaoai's body stiffened, opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, was he reminding himself that he was not qualified?

Hehe, Mu Xiaoai smiled bitterly.

"Understood!"

Mu Xiaoai replied without hesitation, looking at him with a pair of bright eyes, her long eyelashes were like two small fans fanning, as if telling him that she would not fall in love with him!

Sikong Jue obviously didn't expect Mu Xiaoai to react like this, his eyes stared at the woman in his arms quietly, and he couldn't see any disguise, which made Sikong Jue a little annoyed in his heart.

"Go down and get soup!" After Sikong Jue finished speaking, he immediately got up, and Mu Xiaoai in his arms slipped from Sikong Jue's arms and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahh Mu Xiaoai groaned and groaned in pain, she looked at the tall man standing beside her, he was obviously angry!

But Mu Xiaoai couldn't think of where she offended him.

The corners of Sikong Jue's mouth hooked, and he smiled, as if it was a pleasant thing for Mu Xiaoai to be fallen, he collapsed directly from Mu Xiaoai and walked out of the study.

Mu Xiaoai touched the sore knee that was fallen, and greeted all the eighteen generations of Sikong Jue's ancestors, and then walked out of the study.

The plates on the table downstairs had been cleaned up, and Sikong Jue leaned on the chair in front of the table, looking a little lazy, but he was extremely handsome and charming.

"Hurry up, I'm hungry!" Sikong Jue looked at Mu Xiaoai who came down the stairs and said.

"Uh, that Sikong young master, the soup is not good yet!"

Mu Xiaoai looked at the man in front of her timidly, she didn't eat the high-quality dishes of the five-star chef, and she had to drink pigeon soup.

"No need, just bring it!" Sikong Jue looked at Mu Xiaoai lightly and said.

"Oh!" Mu Xiaoai had no choice but to walk into the kitchen, looked at the pigeon in the pot, the meat had just changed color, Mu Xiaoai scooped a small bite with a small spoon, put it in her mouth, and tasted it.

The smell of meat was very light, but thinking of the man outside, Mu Xiaoai had no choice but to turn off the gas and walk out of the kitchen with a porcelain jar.

brought a bowl of chopsticks, put a bowl in front of Sikong Jue.

Sikong Jue directly picked up the bowl and ate it, the wolf's appearance made Mu Xiaoai speechless, how many years has this been without eating?

"Young Master Sikong, are you hungry?" Mu Xiaoai asked lightly, and she regretted it after asking.

Sikong Jue drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp and glanced at her.

"You've eaten all the food, can I not be hungry?"

After speaking, he handed the bowl to Mu Xiaoai's eyes again, Mu Xiaoai rolled her eyes, isn't it leftovers?

took it and handed it over again, Sikong Jue was still eating it wolfishly, Mu Xiaoai had an illusion, was his soup too delicious.

"Is it good?" Mu Xiaoai asked cautiously.

"What do you think?" Sikong Jue glanced at her and asked rhetorically, then swallowed a piece of pigeon into his mouth, and after a few bites, he didn't bite it badly, so he had to spit out a piece of bone.

Seeing Sikong Jue fighting with the undercooked pieces of meat, looking extremely funny, Mu Xiaoai suppressed the smile in her heart, turned around and took the water cup and took a glass of water and sat in front of Sikong Jue again.

"Is there still bleeding from the wound below?" Suddenly, Sikong Jue looked up and asked suddenly.

Below?

Wounds?

Bleed?

Mu Xiaoai didn't react for a while, she took the water in her mouth a few seconds later.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of water sprayed directly, Sikong Jue's dark face was covered with water droplets, and his eyes glared at Mu Xiaoai fiercely.