But in those few seconds, I saw Mu Zichen raise his hand and stroke Su Ye's head indiscriminately, as if he was touching a small pet, just a few times, Su Ye's hair was messy, far more messy than the wind just now.

Su Ye relieved himself and glared at him angrily.

However, Mu Zichen pretended not to see the apple that picked up the windowsill and walked straight to the ward.

"Hey... Stop. Su Ye was annoyed that he still regarded him as a good person, and it was really only three seconds better. What made her most angry was that he actually stroked her like a dog, did he treat her as a pet?

Mu Zichen was tall and long-legged, and walked back to the ward in a few steps, although Su Ye trotted after him to catch up, and when she returned to the ward, she saw that the man was already peeling apples with a fruit knife as if nothing was happening.

Entering the ward, there was a little guy, Su Ye was embarrassed to vent even if he was angry in his heart, so he could only swallow the gas in his stomach, and sat silently on the side, his messy hair scattered around his neck, very dry.

Su Ye took out the bead hairpin she carried with her from her bag, and pulled up her messy hair at will, revealing delicate and attractive cheeks, and strands of broken hair on her ear sideburns scattered, adding a touch of gentleness and femininity to her.

This hairpin is the only thing she has brought with her since she was a child, and it is the only thing she brought out from that home.

The whole body of the pearl hairpin is gilded, and the tail of the hairpin is a peacock, which is lying down, the finch screen is wide open, and the lines are clear, like a blue yarn palace fan, lifelike. The most dazzling thing is the crystal clear sapphire inlaid on each screen feather, although it has been polished over the years, it has never been able to hide its brilliance. Like the finishing touch, this peacock is lined with elegance and nobility.

Mu Zichen looked at Su Ye's movements in one go, although her hair was pulled up at will, she could show the femininity of the little woman, and she was gentle and a little playful, especially when she saw her slightly pouting mouth, she was inexplicably happy, and her smile went straight to the bottom of her dark eyes.

He stood up, walked up to Su Ye, and handed her the apple and the knife, "Peel apples for Yang Yang to eat." ”

Su Ye opened her mouth to refuse him, "I..." just before the words came out, she raised her eyes to meet him, she saw the thick provocation and threat in the man's eyes, and finally swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

Su Ye held her breath and peeled the apple, saying that it was cutting the apple, but it was better to cut the apple, and the knife fell on the apple fiercely, it seemed that this apple was the man who teased her, and it was not only the apple skin that fell into the trash can, but also a large piece of flesh, and in the end, there were only a few pieces left in the fruit bowl for a good big apple.

Su Ye handed the fruit plate to Mu Tianyang, and she felt a little embarrassed, after all, it was the man who annoyed her, not his son, and she destroyed his favorite apple.

"You eat first, if it's not enough, I'll cut another one for you." Su Ye's tone was full of apologies.

"No need, thank you, little mommy, for giving you a piece." Mu Tianyang smiled and picked up a piece and handed it to Su Ye.

"I don't eat it, you can eat it." There are only a few pieces in total, Su Ye is embarrassed to eat it.

Mu Tianyang's hand was stretched out like that, without the slightest intention of taking it back.

Su Ye felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't know how to refuse, so he had to say thank you and reach out to take it.

Mu Zichen sat next to him and kept staring at the little woman without speaking.

At first, he always felt that the woman in front of him was the kind of submissive person, but after really getting to know her, he realized that his previous perception was wrong.

Although she looks weak on the outside, she is very stubborn, and she also has the hard work and courage to not admit defeat, and her joy, anger and sorrow are all displayed on her face, just like comparing the apple to him to vent his anger.

She was very real like this, unlike those women who only wanted to be perfect in front of him, and he found that he felt more than just because she was like that woman, and now he slowly began to appreciate her a little.

At least, in his eyes, she is different from other women.