"It's ......"

Murong Han made a stop gesture to stop Xiao Er's gushing mouth: "You can go down." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Er hurriedly exited the room.

Ever since Xiao Er brought the dishes to the table, Mo Jiu's eyes never left the delicacies on the table.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Seeing that the little girl reluctantly turned her gaze to herself, the corners of Murong Han's mouth hooked slightly: "I'll watch you eat." ”

Mo Jiu paused slightly, and then put a ball into his bowl: "Eat." ”

"It's a long journey, you should eat more." As he spoke, he took some more vegetables and put them in his bowl.

Murong Han looked at the increasing number of dishes in the bowl a little stunned, and the little girl who was busy adding dishes to him.

"I am the third prince of the dynasty."

"With the power of 100,000 elite soldiers."

"There are many people in the DPRK who support me."

Murong Han said several words in a row, but he didn't make Mo Jiu pause at all.

It's like I knew it for a long time.

"I know."

Mo Jiu looked at the 'little mountain' in Murong Han's bowl and finally stopped with satisfaction.

"You...... Know? ”

Compared with his surprise, Mo Jiu was a little unimpressed: "You are very famous." ”

There are a lot of dishes on the table, and it is true that as Xiao Er said, the two of them can't finish eating.

Mo Jiu took a bowl of soup and took a small sip, the rich soup seemed to soothe her irritability, making her can't help but squint her eyes.

Her taste buds were opened by this soup, so she stopped chatting with Murong Han and took her meal seriously.

Murong Han was waiting for her next sentence, wanting to hear why she said that he was very famous, but he waited for a while, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him who was eating more and more had no meaning to explain.

"Huh!"

There was a low laugh in his ears, as if he had been holding back for a long time before laughing.

Mo Jiu's chopsticks were holding the dish, and when she heard the laughter, she turned her head to look at the culprit who made the sound.

The little girl had not finished eating the food in her mouth, and was now chewing the food in her mouth, and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

Mo Jiu's appearance reminded Murong Han of a little hamster that Murong Wan once raised.

Whenever he went to see it, the little hamster was eating what was in his mouth and looking at him with puzzled eyes.

"Eat slowly." Murong Han took a piece of fish and put it in her bowl, thinking about whether to raise a hamster when she went back.

Mo Jiu, who was inexplicably fed, didn't notice the strangeness of things at all, and continued to enjoy the delicious food on the table.

But after a while, Mo Jiu, who was addicted to enjoying food, stopped and glanced at Murong Han beside him strangely.

"What are you staring at me all the time, don't you eat?"

Watching the little girl eat with all her eyes, she suddenly met each other's eyes, and instantly felt some heat on her face, and turned her head busily: "Eat." Then he picked up a ball and put it in his mouth: "It's delicious." ”

Mo Jiu sensed that something was wrong with him, but she didn't find anything wrong with him, and she didn't dig deeper, anyway, as long as he didn't look at her like he did just now.

After all, his gaze was too warm just now, like a big dog that saw people eating meat and bones.

Under such a sight, she really couldn't enjoy the food with peace of mind.

But now that the sight is gone, she can continue to enjoy the food again.

But when she picked up the dish again and wanted to eat it in her mouth, the familiar gaze came online again.

Mo Jiu: "......"