At this time, Mu Tianen also felt pain, but he only frowned slightly.

Ling Ze may not be waiting for Mu Tianen's answer, but he himself doesn't know what he asked Mu Tianen to answer.

"You say, what do you want?"

Ling Ze hugged himself and his arms, just to know, what was this woman's mind, did she not want to swim, or did she whimsically want to get something?

"Why do you ask?"

Mu Tianen didn't know what illusion he had given Ling Ze.

Did he think she had some purpose, or what was her intention at him?

"Why, do you know it yourself?" Ling Ze stretched out his finger and tapped the bowl.

"Do you say it?"

Mu Tianen lowered his head again and ate his own noodles, which is not for you.

"Ling Ze ......"

"My sister likes to eat the noodles I cooked, so I'll cook some for her."

Ling Ze "......"

Therefore, the honesty of honest people also has to be divided into occasions, such as Mu Tianen, who can kill people's honesty, ordinary people really don't want to learn, she casually finds an excuse, or admits it, it is better than her telling the truth.

In fact, Ling Ze's heart has softened a little now, but because of her words, Ling Ze's already relaxed expression finally cracked again.

Ling Ze raised his head, and also looked at the photo behind him, the photos belonging to Mu Tianqing here can be seen everywhere.

Like she was at this point, looking at all of them.

"Mu Tianen, you should go swimming in the sea."

Ling Ze's cold voice came.

Mu Tianen's action of eating noodles paused slightly, and his stomach began to turn upward.

And she still eats the noodles one bite at a time.

"Anyway, I'm going to vomit for a while, what else are you going to eat?"

Ling Ze stood aside, as if looking at some joke, "What's the difference between eating and not eating?"

"I don't throw up now."

Mu Tianen snorted, and also held back the sourness that came out of his nose from time to time.

Even if she vomits again after a while, she still has to finish her bowl of noodles.

Ling Ze glared at her fiercely like this, and at that moment, it was almost as if he had slashed her with a thousand knives.

Mu Tianqing on the photo is still smiling, I don't know if he is laughing at Mu Tianen is still alive, or if he can't kill people.

Suddenly, Ling Ze turned around and left, and then Mu Tianen also heard the sound of the door slamming shut.

"It's not fun to die."

I don't know where this voice came from.

yes, it's not fun to die.

He kept her by his side, but he was really going to die, he was going to find someone to go to hell with him.

Mu Tianen lowered her head again and ate the remaining bowl of noodles in small bites, until she drank the last mouthful of soup, and this bowl of noodles was finally hers.

It wasn't until now that she knew that what she sometimes ate in her mouth might not really belong to her.

She picked up the bowl from the table, took it to the kitchen, and then began to wash it, and there was a faint light in the kitchen, which also illuminated the corners of her eyes.

Then a few stars flashed by.

She walked into her room again, and Mu Tianqing on the half wall inside.

"Good night, sister."

Mu Tianqing's face was still smiling, very soft and beautiful, but I don't know why, it seems that there is such a kind of laughter, and in the end, it is also distorted.

She clutched her satisfied stomach, and this night was finally okay to laugh.

It wasn't until she opened her eyes again that she was facing nothing else, it was still Mu Tianyan's face, and she looked at it for a long time, as if she was distracted and reminiscing.

She sat up, also finding her own clothes and putting them on.

A small amount of hair hung gently down to her ear, and she reached out to touch the centipede scar that never seemed to disappear.

She stood in the mirror, and also stroked her bald head, the hair she cherished the most in the past was long gone, and the scabs on her scalp were knotted layer by layer, it was really a little disgusting, and she only now knew why those people were laughing at her hair.

If it was herself, she would also want to laugh.

It's really ugly.

She took out her scissors and cut off the rest of her hair with her own hands, so that no one could pull her hair and she wouldn't be in pain.

Soon after, a real bald head appeared in front of her, she touched it, and that was it.

And now she is not qualified to talk about beauty and ugliness, for a person who is as good as a husband and a woman that everyone shouts and beats, no matter how good-looking, it is disgusting, no matter how ugly, it is still disgusting.

She walked out and took the initiative to put water in the bathroom, and looking at the water in front of her, her stomach was churning again, and she knew that she didn't have to eat anything again this day.

There is a sentence that Ling Ze is right, you don't need to eat, no matter how much you eat, you should not eat it, and what you eat in your stomach will not be your own, anyway, you have to vomit it out, so why do you have to eat?

At this time, Ling Ze fell asleep, he covered his stomach with one hand, it was fine when he fell asleep, but now he was a little uncomfortable, who would have thought that the dignified Ling Yang Group's President Ling was not defeated by others, but he was defeated by himself.

He covered his stomach with one hand and screamed in pain.

This feeling is familiar to him, and naturally he knows how to deal with it.

In fact, there is no need to say anything to deal with, as long as he is given a bowl of old hen soup, he will be fine, but who can make him old hen soup to drink now, even if he wants to find a nanny now, it is impossible to suddenly appear.

It is said that Ling Yuan is a difficult person to serve, but who knows, in fact, the most difficult thing to serve in the Ling family is not Ling Yuan, but Ling Ze, who can't buy what he likes, and the things he makes are not something he can eat.

Even if he doesn't pick his own, he has to pick this stomach.

And there are very few that can make his stomach not picky.

So as long as he goes on a business trip or returns to his home, for Ling Ze, the most difficult thing is nothing else, it is his precious stomach.

As for asking him why he didn't do it himself, wouldn't it be enough to do it himself, but would he do, he hadn't tried it, so sometimes he said that he was really a natural pair with Mu Tianqing, as long as the two of them entered the kitchen, they either smashed the dishes or bowls, or burned the kitchen, and some people should not have walked together, such as Mu Tianen and Ling Ze.

It's just because of these seventeen years of obsession, so in exchange, it's such a-for-tat.

It can be said that either you die or I die.

Ling Ze walked out, thinking in his heart, You Tianen can cook noodles, and it is not unpalatable, he should always be able to boil a porridge, what is there to boil in this porridge, that is, a handful of rice is thrown into the water, let the fire burn by itself, not it can be boiled quickly, but when he came out, there was no one in the living room, only two walls, Mu Tianqing everywhere.