"It's just an inconsequential person, let's eat, I'll go change my shoes."

Murong Bojing stood up, his long and straight figure cast a shadow over Murong Le, and walked away.

The man's cold and lonely back added a little loneliness.

Murong Le looked sideways, his eyes followed Murong Bojing's figure, and he looked at him motionlessly, with a touch of unknown emotion in his eyes.

Turning his head stiffly, Murong Le continued to eat, leaving what had just happened behind, but his feet actually left Murong Bojing's warmth, warm.

Murong Le's toes rolled up unconsciously, and his heart seemed to be crossed by feathers, and he was teased.

When Murong Bojing came back, his big hands had already been cleaned, and he was wiping his hands with a tissue, his movements were elegant and natural, adding to the dignity.

The wool slippers under his feet turned out to be the same style as Murong Le, which was obviously a couple's shoe.

Murong Le's fingers trembled slightly, staring at Murong Bojing's feet tightly, silent, and looking down at his feet, he was so embarrassed that he was ......

"Eat."

Murong Bojing spoke in a deep voice, and seeing that the little woman didn't move the chopsticks, he gave her a few pieces of pork trotters.

Murong Le frowned, she didn't like to eat fatty meat, the skin of pig's trotters, she didn't like to eat too much collagen.

Pushing it aside, Murong Le took a few bites of rice, and then ate a few green vegetables, without the slightest intention of touching the meat.

Murong Bojing's fingers clenched the chopsticks, his eyes kept paying attention to Murong Le's movements, and when he saw that she didn't eat the pig's trotters he gave her, his heart sank slightly.

Is she disgusting him?!

"Eat!"

The tone was tough and domineering, and a chilling aura rushed straight in front of him, Murong Le lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at Murong Bojing, who was in low pressure.

"It's too fat, uncle, you eat it yourself."

Murong Le made a gesture to clip the pig's trotters back to Murong Bojing, and his eyebrows frowned fiercely, blocking her movements:

"If you want to eat, you will eat, Wangzai's little steamed bun like a breast, still don't make up for it?!"

Murong Le was choked by his words, and his hand holding the pig's trotters paused in the air, his face flushed, hot, and embarrassed......

"My little steamed bun?! It's obviously a big steamed bun! ”

Murong Le replied viciously, but his hand clamped the pig's trotters back, gnawed them, and acted as fierce as a little wolf dog.

Murong Bojing's eyes slid over a playful smile, and he could grasp it with one hand, isn't it Wangzai's little steamed bun?

His gaze followed the consciousness of his brain and landed somewhere, Murong Bojing's ears were slightly red, the atmosphere was a little subtle, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Murong Le was still eating pig's trotters viciously, bite after bite, as if he was taking it as Murong Bojing, in revenge!

"Eat slowly, will you measure the amount of steamed buns tonight?"

Murong Bojing deliberately teased her, the corners of his mouth rose unnaturally, and he couldn't suppress his smile, it turned out that he could still get along with a woman like this......

Murong Le's head was buried in the bowl, his face was flushed, what was the amount? Isn't it just a little malnourished!

"╭(╯^╰)╮Don't think you're big, you're smaller than me!"

Murong Bojing is deflated, his chest muscles are also very interesting, right? It's just a little smaller than her......

Because of the quarrel between the two, the atmosphere at the dinner table has obviously blended a lot, and the speed of eating has slowed down a lot.

Murong Bojing seems to have opened the door to the new century, and he can still get along like this with Murong Le......

In the past, he had always stayed with her expressionlessly, either ordering or commanding, no wonder Murong Le was afraid of him, it seemed that he had to learn something.