In the evening, the table was quickly set up, and the dishes were sumptuous, with a combination of meat and vegetables, and the nutrition was balanced.

Ye Qinghuan ate with one chopstick without a chopstick, and glanced at Murong Jiu from time to time out of the corner of his eye.

I saw Murong Jiu eating quietly and elegantly, his expression was calm, and a pair of white jade chopsticks were held in his hands, surprisingly harmonious, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

However, his gaze never fell on Ye Qinghuan's face, which made it convenient for Ye Qinghuan to take a sneak look.

After waiting until the meal was almost finished, Murong Jiu took the warm handkerchief on the side, wiped his mouth elegantly and nobly, and then looked at Ye Qinghuan, who had been absent-minded, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "What is Huanhuan thinking?" ”

She kept secretly watching him, and he didn't notice it, but he was just guessing what was going on in her mind, so he kept pretending not to know.

Ye Qinghuan coughed lightly, feeling that he had almost eaten, so he put down his chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I said that before...... Did you make Uncle Nine angry? ”

Murong Jiu's eyes were slightly stunned, and then a smile bloomed on the corner of his lips: "No." ”

It turned out that she had come to him for dinner because she was afraid that he would be angry.

What a stupid girl, how could he be angry with her?

"But Uncle Nine didn't wait for me to go back to the Nine Kings' Mansion together, isn't he angry?" Ye Qinghuan took the warm cloth and slowly wiped his mouth, not believing that Murong Jiu was really not angry at all.

"Because ......" Murong Jiu seemed to hesitate slightly, and then said indifferently: "Huanhuan will be frightened by this king, and this king has to stay away." ”

Since it has been decided that it is her, there is nothing that cannot be confessed in front of her.

Belch? Ye Qinghuan was stunned, and it took a long time to realize what Murong Jiu meant, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

"Uncle Nine has always been a self-made man, right?" Ye Qinghuan had heard a lot of rumors about Murong Jiu, and his mouth couldn't help but pout, but in Murong Jiu's eyes, he was a little cute.

Murong Jiu looked at her slightly red cheeks, and the corners of his lips smiled: "When you meet Huanhuan, this king has no choice." ”

Ye Qinghuan was a little uncomfortable by Murong Jiu's scorching gaze, and only said after a while: "Uncle Nine, let's make peace!" In the future, I will not fight against you, but you are not allowed to bully me. ”

Peace?

Murong Jiu looked at Ye Qinghuan thoughtfully for a moment, he had never quarreled, how could he make peace? But he understood what Ye Qinghuan meant, and in short, she wouldn't resist him so fiercely.

But this one doesn't resist, but there is a premise - don't bully her.

This 'bullying' obviously refers to that aspect.

Murong Jiu has never harmed his own interests, so he didn't agree at this moment, only his eyes flowed, looking at Ye Qinghuan's watery eyes, his face was like the bright moon in the night.

"A month, a month." Ye Qinghuan saw that Murong Jiu didn't agree for a long time, and couldn't help but remind him.

Murong Jiu lowered his head and smiled lightly, for some reason he was pleased by Ye Qinghuan's eager appearance, it is true that Ye Qinghuan's previous sharpness slightly hurt him, making him feel that being good to her has become nosy, even shackles, and his always hard heart is a little lonely and stinging.

But now, he's in a good mood.

"Okay." Murong Jiu finally slowly opened his lips and gave Ye Qinghuan a satisfactory answer.

"Thank you, Uncle Nine!" Ye Qinghuan's eyes were suddenly as bright as stars and moons, and the corners of his lips were curved.

Seeing her like this, a faint doting flashed in Murong Jiu's eyes, she wanted to be crazy, let her just do it, as long as she kept smiling at him like this.

"When does Huanhuan plan to go to the Immortal Building?" Murong Jiu resisted the urge to embrace her and asked indifferently.