"Have you eaten?"

The sound of the song is also very sweet, clean and crisp like the tinkling of spring water in a mountain stream.

"Not yet."

Mo Bingyan put away the tablet, and the housekeeper stepped forward: "Sir, can you start eating?" ”

"Hmm."

The man nodded, maneuvering his wheelchair towards the dining room.

"Why don't you eat it first?"

Ye Lige took the initiative to come over and put his hands on the handles of the wheelchair.

"Not hungry!"

He lied.

The corner of the housekeeper's lips twitched, indicating that Mr. is really like the word licking dog that the eldest lady said.

The dishes are served in the same way.

When Mo Die arrived, Yeli Song was already eating, and she sat down angrily: "Brother, you don't wait for me." ”

"I'm hungry."

Someone is so simple, he won't be hungry when he waits for his wife, and he won't be hungry when he waits for his sister-in-law.

Mo Dieyi is bitter in her heart.

It's sour and astringent, like pouring adult vinegar, or the kind of several large vats.

"I'm going to the hospital tomorrow."

Eating.

Ye Lige reported to Mo Bingyan: "I'll be busy lately, go out early and return late." ”

"I'll send you."

Mo Bingyan didn't ask much, and he didn't even have a look of disapproval.

"No, I can take a taxi myself."

Ye Lige didn't want to trouble him.

In fact, in the past thousand years, she has been accustomed to relying on herself for everything, let alone in the human world, even in the ghost domain, in that terrible space where there is no daylight, she still survives like this.

"By the way."

Mo Bingyan is very domineering, and no one can change what he decides.

"Okay."

Ye Lige smiled and suddenly sandwiched a piece of meat for him: "Eat more, I found that you ate so little." ”

"Okay."

He eats so little.

But this is not the point, the point is that Mr. Mo has a habit of cleanliness, and he does not use chopsticks to clip meat at night.

Someone is eating meat.

Mo Dieyi glanced at it, and then glanced at it, and couldn't help it: "Brother, how about I also give you a piece of meat?" ”

"No, I don't."

Mo Bingyan's face sank: "Dieyi, you have been so idle recently, you might as well go to the company to help." ”

He could find a lot of things for her to do!

"No, I'm busy, I'm going to the hospital tomorrow to keep an eye on her."

Ink Butterfly refused.

She doesn't like to go to the company, how boring she is day by day, and the task of staring at the night song and not letting her go to the adulterer is more important.

"It's just that your sister-in-law doesn't bother you."

Mo Bingyan said lightly, and Mo Dieyi almost exploded, but thinking of Mu Yang's advice, he endured it stubbornly, and tried to squeeze out a smile: "Yes, she's so good." ”

Mo Dieyi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

How could she say such disgusting words, she almost vomited.

"It's okay, Dieyi will follow me if she wants to."

Ye Lige sandwiched meat for Mo Bing again, and smiled at him, his eyes were facing each other, the air seemed to be filled with the sour smell of love, and Mo Die slapped his chopsticks: "I'm full, I won't eat." ”

She just couldn't eat it.

I've seen a show of affection, but I've never seen such a show, she is going to be choked to death by dog food.

"Ignore her."

Mo Bingyan said and picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish and put it in the bowl of Yeli Song: "Eat more, you don't need to lose weight, it's good for you to do this." ”

Tut-tut!

Mo Die twitched at the corner of her lips, and quickened her pace to flee this terrible place.

"Seriously, I've been super busy lately, and I don't necessarily have to leave work at what time in the afternoon, so you don't have to pick me up."

Ye Lige was afraid that it would affect Mo Bingyan, so he came back to help him, not to make trouble for him.

"No problem."

Mo Bing's face was expressionless and domineering.