Mu Nuannuan had no choice but to sit down, and as soon as she picked up the hair dryer, she was snatched away by Bo Qijin.

When she froze, his hand had already touched her hair, and she suddenly stiffened and did not dare to move.

His fingertips ran through her hair, gentle.

Mu Nuannuan was very nervous, because she couldn't figure out Bo Qijin's current thoughts.

His gaze kept falling on her, and the fragrance coming from between his noses was refreshing.

In front of his servants, he seemed to want to prove to others how much affection they had between them.

Mu Nuan's hair is very long, and it takes a while to blow dry.

Barton hadn't eaten yet, and she had been sitting on pins and needles, and her heart was uneasy.

After blowing for a while, Mu Nuannuan stood up, "It's okay, thank you, I'll feed Barton." ”

The long and supple hair slipped through his fingers, and Bo Qijin was slightly surprised, and such a look disappeared in an instant.

Mu Nuannuan looked flustered, and was just about to leave, when her hand was grabbed by Bo Qijin.

His gaze was on her, and he felt passionately that he was about to melt her.

"Sit down." The servant knocked on the door, and with his permission, a cart of food came in.

Mu Nuannuan is very worried about Barton, and she is now in a dilemma.

"Barton has someone to take care of, and you're not hungry at all?"

Seeing that she didn't react at all, he let go of the hand holding her, "Forget it, it's up to you whether you eat or not." ”

Mu Nuannuan was standing at this moment, while Bo Qijin was still sitting on the sofa, she looked down at him for the first time, and a trace of dissatisfaction seemed to flash in his eyes.

He sat on the sofa, not as lazy as before, but straightened his back, and exuded a sense of anger all over his body.

"All down."

The servant, who was setting the tableware, gave a slight pause in his hand, and went out with the people who had come in before.

Now that Barton and Milk Tea had eaten, she was hungry now, so she sat back on the couch.

She looked at the food on the table and stared at it.

Bo Qijin's beautiful hand, not knowing what he was mixing, and then brought a small bowl of soup to her.

Mu Nuannuan took a big sip, the taste was very bitter, and she almost vomited, but she didn't dare to vomit in front of Bo Qijin.

Her face turned into a bitter gourd, and the soup was still in her mouth, Bo Qijin saw this, and calmly pulled out a tissue and covered her mouth.

"Swallow it."

How can this soup be the same as drinking medicine, are you sure that Bo Qijin is not fixing her?

Mu Nuannuan was really hard to swallow, but Bo Qijin was forcing her, she had to swallow it, and she couldn't help coughing.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pat her on the back, but suddenly saw her aggrieved look, and he didn't bother to provoke her.

"The decanting soup will naturally be a little bitter."

"I'm sober now."

Bo Qijin's gaze looked at her, "What about last night?" ”

Mu Nuannuan's eyes flickered, she did drink too much last night, and she didn't dare to lie.

Bo Qijin ignored it and said coldly, "Take another sip." ”

Under the coercion of his momentum, does Mu Nuannuan dare not drink? She had no choice but to take a small sip honestly and secretly.

He sat beside her, quietly setting the dishes, and behaving gently and gracefully.

"I haven't eaten with Grandpa Bo lately."

She is in Bo's house, she can hide when she goes to school, and she can't hide during the holidays, so she can only talk casually and hypocritically.

"You want to eat with the old man?"

Mu Nuannuan shook her head, "He's an elder." ”

The movement of Bo Qijin's hand stopped, and his head tilted towards her, "Who dares to force you to do what you don't like to do?" ”

Mu Nuannuan smiled and almost replied: You.