Chapter 8: Dyeing is a Demon (8)

Jun Ye was also stunned by her answer, as if she didn't expect her to ask like this, the peach blossom eyes of the demon narrowed slightly, with a little seriousness, and the red lips opened lightly: "Like someone, it's probably like ...... I slapped her (him) hard, but she (he) smiled and asked me if my hand hurt. ”

Mo Dye was silent for two seconds, and then said, "I haven't tried, but I don't hate him, and I won't like it." ”

The girl's soft and serious voice sounded crisply, and it clearly reached Jun Han's ears.

Jun Han's delicate eyes crossed the darkness, the corners of his red lips were hooked, like a blooming red rose, and his handsome face was still noble and casual.

The slender fingertips of jade slowly swept across the red lips, elegant and charming, perfectly hiding the evil smile at the corner of the lips.

"Oh, that couldn't be better...... Don't hide it from Miss Feng, he's not a good person, huh...... He's a heinous bad guy. Anyway, it's best for Miss Feng to stay away from him. ”

Jun Han crossed the ink dye, and her soft answer sounded behind her, and the corners of her lips rose slightly, evoking a loose arc.

As for why you said that to the ink dye? Jun Han narrowed the peach blossom eyes of the demon rule slightly.

Probably because I don't want Jun Ye to catch up with the ink dye so easily, at least I have to take off a layer of skin.

Well, that's right, it's just that he doesn't have a girlfriend and he's too idle to spice up his boring life.

Without any guilt in his heart, he pit Jun Ye hard, and Jun Han's mood was very happy.

"Host, do you really want to agree to the unreasonable request of the male protagonist? After all, it's really a bit difficult for you to do tasks without his help. ”

Mo Ran blinked innocently, his eyes were as clear and clean as clear water, and he said softly: "Did I say promise him?" I just gave a simple 'um'. ”

Mu Bai: "Oh, I see, this is what you humans call a routine. ”

Mo Ran shook his head lightly and said seriously: "No, it's because he hasn't learned his own language well." ”

Mu Bai: The host of "......" is not simple!

The two of them arrived at the main hall one after the other, and the old butler had already put the dishes on the two-meter-long table.

There are eighteen plates, and each dish is very delicate and delicious, like a work of art.

The ink-stained eyes lit up, shiny, as if there were fine pieces of stardust left in the eyes, and the bright and clear eyes fell on the delicate and delicious dishes for a long time.

Not...... I'm so hungry

"Young Master, Miss Feng, wait a minute, the young master will be back soon." The butler added with a smile on his face.

"Okay." Mo Ran sat down obediently, his posture was dignified and polite, and his bright eyes still fell on the dishes in front of him.

"Didn't he go back to the company?" Jun Han folded his legs elegantly and lazily raised his eyes to look at the butler.

"How did I not know that I was going back to the company?" The man's slender figure as jade appeared in front of the door, and his cold black eyes looked at Jun Han faintly. followed by Luo Shen.

When Luo Shen heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was slightly speechless.

Jun Han didn't speak very consciously, but the smile on the corner of his lips increased slightly.

The housekeeper looked happy, "Young Master, you're back, sit down and eat." ”

"Hmm." Jun Ye replied lightly, glanced at it, and finally stopped at Mo Ran's body, seeing that her eyes had been stopped on the dish, and the man's dark eyes crossed with a faint displeasure.

Immediately raised his long legs, and his white and slender fingers pulled open a seat beside Mo Ran and sat down next to Mo Ran.

A shadow shrouded down, and the ink-stained head turned slightly, and he was slightly stunned when he saw Jun Ye.

After reacting, she subconsciously distanced herself, she was not used to getting too close to the opposite sex, out of her body's instinctive reaction.

Jun Ye looked at the ink dye who distanced himself from him, his narrow phoenix eyes were dyed with a touch of gloom, and his low and slightly cold voice sounded, with a faint mockery.

"What, you're afraid that I won't be able to eat you?"

Mo Ran shook his head and said very seriously, "No, you won't. ”

"Huh."

In this eerily quiet atmosphere, several people began to eat.

Ink Dye looked at the cutlery on the table and blinked.

Confirmed the looks, well, they know me, I don't know them.

After two seconds of silence, she turned her head to look at the man beside her.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Mo Ran turned his head and picked up the fork to eat elegantly like Jun Ye, his movements were elegant and noble, like a rich lady from a noble family.

The housekeeper nodded again and again, and the smile on his face was a little bigger, with an expression of "worthy of the girl that my young master has taken a fancy to".