An Xiaoxiao's expectant eyes turned in surprise, she naturally took Jiang Muye's chopsticks, and bent down to pick up the noodles and taste them.

Then she turned her head and looked at Jiang Muye: "It's delicious." ”

Jiang Muye's eyes, her pretty little face was full of doubts, her bright eyes blinked slightly, and her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings inciting a pool of calm spring water in his heart.

Just like the butterfly effect, the cells above and below Jiang Muye's body began to wander and shout, ready to move!

An Xiaoxiao naturally didn't notice Jiang Muye's abnormality, she was thinking about why this noodle didn't suit Jiang Muye's taste?

"Do you eat rape?"

Jiang Muye nodded.

"What about the eggs?"

"Eat."

"Then don't you eat chopped green onions?"

An Xiaoxiao thought about it, it seems that there is indeed no green onion in the previous dishes!

Jiang Muye nodded: "It seems to be." ”

An Xiaoxiao finally straightened up: "That's right, there is nothing wrong with this bowl of noodles, there is something wrong with your taste." ”

Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?" ”

Seeing that he raised his eyebrows and looked dissatisfied, An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips: "I said...... The next time you cook the noodles, just don't put chopped green onions. ”

"Well, let's go."

"What?" An Xiaoxiao didn't understand, to be exact, he didn't react when he understood, he meant to eat?

"Let's cook noodles again."

Jiang Muye said easily, his slender five fingers pushed the noodle bowl in front of him aside, and there was a slight disgust between his eyebrows.

An Xiaoxiao was speechless: "Okay." ”

She said hatefully, and then sat down opposite Jiang Muye, scooped up the noodle bowl, and started eating domineeringly!

The appearance of feasting made Jiang Muye frown: "I mean to cook a bowl of noodles again." ”

His tone was surprised but not cold, An Xiaoxiao finally didn't jump to his feet, and only said vaguely while putting the noodles in his mouth: "Wait for me to finish eating." ”

Jiang Muye smiled faintly: "But why do you use my chopsticks?" ”

An made a small movement, and the noodles in his mouth were neither spit nor spit, why did he use his chopsticks? Does he mean disgusted?

Feng Fangfei's delicate facial features and An Yunqi pushing his wheelchair appeared inexplicably in his mind......

Ann's little tears began to pour out.

Qingshuiju was sold by Lin Yu, the job of the café was resigned by Uncle Wu, and her mother-in-law Hu Mingyun was dissatisfied with herself, she didn't learn flower arrangement well, and she didn't know much about the tea ceremony......

That's it, not long after she got married, her husband, who really planned to go through the water, was pried again......

It felt like being betrayed and abandoned by the whole world.

Jiang Muye frowned and looked at An Xiaoxiao, who was in tears and puffing out his cheeks and trying to swallow the noodles, and was a little overwhelmed for a while.

What's wrong with her?

Wasn't it okay just now?

Is that the sentence wrong again?

Jiang Muye felt really tired, and he was so tired of coaxing women!

An Xiaoxiao swallowed the noodles in her mouth, got up and walked upstairs with her bag, Jiang Muye called her: "What's wrong with you?" The tone was vaguely impatient.

An Xiaoxiao ignored him, sobbed and went upstairs, and called Tang Xin while packing his luggage.

In about half an hour, listening to the doorbell of the Zhuxuan gate, the housekeeper Zhou Yun went over to open the door with his clothes on, and Tang Xin entered the living room after a while.

Jiang Muye was still sitting at the desk, seeing Tang Xin's eyebrows frowning, and before he could speak, Tang Xin, who was dressed in a black leather coat, had already walked closer, and she was still playing with a motorcycle helmet in her hand.

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