The same noodles, the same method, he can eat them all quietly!

Bai Mo was a little apologetic, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly handed him another glass of water.

He reached out his hand, but he went over the glass of water to her lips, and gently wiped the broken noodles from the corners of her mouth with his fingers. His fingers slowly brushed the corners of her lips, her face still slowly turning red.

This touch came suddenly, Bai Mo couldn't help but clear his throat, and the feeling when he kissed her immediately appeared in his mind, and he suddenly felt dry in his mouth, took back the glass of water, drank it all in one go, licked his lips, and showed a smile.

He stood up and kissed her across the table.

Her heart was beating fast, nervous and shy, and she didn't know what to do, so she could only stare at her eyes stupidly.

It's a shame to say that after living for more than 20 years, she has lived in the United States for half of her time, but she has no experience in this kind of thing.

Most of the time I am immersed in work, and I have almost no spare time, and when I am almost busy, it seems that I have passed the age when I should be most interested in this.

He was in a hurry and didn't know what to hurry.

Bai Mo took a step back and hit the corner of the table, grinning in pain.

He stopped, but he didn't let go, just looked down at her.

She hurriedly raised her head and smiled at him, and hurriedly said, "I didn't stand firm just now??????"

He reached out and covered her eyes.

There was a faint smell of tobacco on his hand that seemed to creep into her nostrils, and his lips snapped down, tossing and turning on hers.

How can we describe this feeling like never before? It should be both at ease and joyful.

It felt completely different from the last time he kissed her. Bai Mojing was amused, he was really not wrong at all, she was really a chaste martyr.

She had asked him before, he disappeared so completely, and made everyone think that he was dead, wasn't she afraid that she would take the money and find a lover to entrust him for life?

His answer was, "You are a chaste martyr." ”

"Concentrate on it." Somewhat dissatisfied, he pecked her on the lips and raised his brow in protest.

She snapped back to her senses, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly buried her head in his shoulder.

He hugged her tightly, his hand so hard that she was breathless, and the breath sprayed on the top of her head grew heavier and heavier.

"Jingle bell—"

The doorbell rang tenaciously.

Luo Zixia darkened her face and let go of her, and then walked over and opened the door.

"Let's go!" The old lady stood in the doorway and waved at him.

Luo Zixia said strangely: "Where to go?" ”

"Grandma, come in and sit." Bai Mo pushed Luo Zixia away and got out of the way.

The old lady smiled, shook her head and said, "Everyone has been invited to TV, aren't you ready to go?" ”

Luo Zixia raised her eyebrows, glanced back at Bai Mo, and said with a wry smile: "Is it today?" ”

"Isn't that today? Hurry up, okay? The old lady beckoned.

Lhotse laughed.

Bai Mo was actually very nervous in his heart, and looked at Luo Zixia as if asking for help.

She is not ready to confront Song Yuanyang and Liu Mei head-on, in front of so many people, the high-profile Song Yuanyang, the yin and yang weird Liu Mei, and Liu Mei's well-connected media friends.

If she doesn't manage her expression well, any small flaw will be used to make a fuss. Moreover, Liu Mei has been deliberately trying to do something for a long time, how could she let go of such a good opportunity?