Mu Chen frowned.

The plate of fruit was placed on the coffee table with a loud noise.

When I looked up, I saw Lin Xing'er's unhappy face.

"Xing'er, what are you cutting?" The messy diced apples on the plate made my mother have to lose her temper.

"Love to eat or not." Xing'er took a large piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You girl, how can you do this to your husband!" Mom really wants to give her a certain son.

Husband?

It's a strange word.

The corners of Lin Xing'er's mouth couldn't help twitching, she always thought that this marriage certificate was a conspiracy, and she didn't really marry Mu Chen.

And that Mu Chen didn't want to marry her.

"It's fine." Mu Chen then smiled at Xing'er, "You feed me." ”

Xing'er's eyes widened.

Depend on! Doesn't he have long hands?

"Xing'er is still stunned, hurry up." The old mother got up and pushed Xing'er to sit down beside Mu Chen, and then went to cook with a smile.

"What are you doing at my house?" Xing'er gritted her teeth.

"Eat the fruit you cut." Mu Chen's voice was soft, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Eat a yarn!

"Hurry up and eat." Eat and go!

"You feed me..."

Feed the fart!

But Lin Xing'er was still very helpless to grab a handful of broken apple pomace and stuff it into Mu Chen's mouth, originally thought that he would dislike it, but he didn't expect him to actually eat it, and it seemed that he was very happy to eat it.

This man is sick!

The second young master of the Mu family, I haven't eaten any delicacies from the mountains and seas, and deliberately came to her to eat the apple pomace chopped by her, there is a conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy!

"The fruit has also been eaten, you can go!"

"That's how you want me to go?" The big hand pinched Xing'er's chin, and the cold breath gathered again, and his face got closer and closer.

"You, don't mess around!" Lin Xing'er was frightened and glanced at her mother in the kitchen, but fortunately she didn't see it.

Xing'er wanted to retreat, but he couldn't retreat with Ben.

The familiar touch on his lips came to him... I was in the living room to her...!

Some sweet and sour particles were stuffed between his teeth, and Xing'er reacted that it was actually the apple pomace that had just been stuffed into his mouth.

"The apple you cut is really unpalatable, give it back to you." Mu Chen pulled his lips and smiled, exactly the same as the child's expression after the prank.

Ahem...

The mother coughed awkwardly, stared at the two with a smile, and praised the love between the two.

Love a fart!

However, what is going on with this Mu Chen, not to mention eating and drinking at her house, his mother treats him like a son, and even wants to keep him here for the night!

Ahem, the two of them were left here for the night.

And Mu Chen actually agreed!

He agreed!

What the hell are you trying to do?

Lin Xing'er acted for her mother throughout the whole process, until the moment she closed the door, she completely lowered her face, and said to Mu Chen, who was looking at her room and disgusted with the small room: "I have a small place here, and I can't fit you as a god." ”

She said this so obviously, but he pretended not to understand, and was very interested in the things in the room, "It's quite small, and the bed is narrow, but if you squeeze it, you should still be able to sleep two people." ”

"Can't squeeze in!" Let's go!

"It doesn't look like the quality is good." Mu Chen kicked lightly, and the small bed creaked.

"Hey, what are you doing!" It was a small bed that grew up with her, with memories of her childhood.

Ahem, in other words, this one-meter-two bed has been more than ten years old.

"Or, let's try to see how good this bed is..."Mu Chen's voice sounded at the head.