Li Xiangwei obediently sat in the back seat, and Huangfu Moche sat beside her, with a solemn expression, and a cold air emanated from his body, which made people shiver.

If he didn't speak, she didn't dare to speak, and until the car had arrived at Mofengju, they didn't have any communication.

Huangfu Moche and Li Xiangwei walked into the villa one after the other, but Huangfu Moche suddenly stood up, his back to her and his arms raised slightly.

Li Xiangwei was confused, what do you mean?

Feng Hao immediately stepped forward to remind: "Help the young master take off his coat." ”

"Oh......"

Li Xiangwei stepped forward and gently pinched his collar and took off his coat little by little from top to bottom.

Huangfu Mo Che sat casually on the sofa, picked up a cigar from the coffee table, sandwiched it between his fingers, and gently held it between his lips.

Feng Hao stepped forward again and pointed: "Hurry up and light it for the young master." ”

Li Xiangwei picked up the lighter from the tea machine, squatted down, and gently pressed the mechanism to light the cigar.

Huangfu Moche's gaze fell on Li Xiangwei's face, took a puff of the cigar in his hand, and after a while, he spit out a large cloud of white smoke in the air.

"Ahem, ahem." Li Xiangwei was choked and couldn't stop coughing twice.

"Sit down."

Li Xiangwei complied and sat down.

Huangfu Moche handed the cigar in his hand to hers, and his thin lips hooked evilly: "Take a puff." ”

"Sorry sir, I'm still young."

"Still young?" Huangfu Mo looked at her with a smirk, his index finger gently hooking her chin. "It's already a woman, are you still young?"

It's already a woman......

How ironic to say.

This year, she is eighteen years old.

"Yes, it's not small." The corners of Li Xiangwei's mouth pulled a stiff smile, picked up the cigar and put it in his mouth, and took a big puff in his mouth like Huangfu Moche.

It was the first time she had pumped, and she had sucked it in but didn't know how to spit it out.

"Cough, cough, cough......" Li Xiangwei coughed and coughed clumsily spitting out smoke, I don't know if it was smoked, and her eyes were full of tears.

Li Xiangwei looked directly at the man in front of her, her brows tightly locked, and her eyes were full of resentment.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have even seen her father for the last time.

The hatred in her eyes was so obvious, of course, Huangfu Moche could see that it was good, she was still the first woman who dared to hate him.

Huangfu Moche lightly hooked his lips: "Feng Hao, what time is it?" ”

"Back to the young master, 10 o'clock."

"Tell the kitchen, the dishes are ready."

It's ten o'clock, what kind of meal are you eating, is it breakfast or lunch?

Hmph, it's a strange man.

Soon, the table was full of dishes, chicken, duck and fish, and it was not too rich.

Huangfu Moche picked up the chopsticks, stuffed them into Li Xiangwei's hand, and coldly ordered: "Help me try the taste." ”

"Yes, okay." Li nodded to Wei Mumu, there were too many things that happened today, and the sad and sad emotions accumulated in her chest, which made her breathless, but when she saw these foods, she was inexplicably evacuated.

Taste it, and it just so happens that she is also hungry.

Li Xiangwei rolled her eyes, stretched out a chicken leg with chopsticks, took a big bite, and tasted it carefully, it was not too delicious.

She shook her head and looked at him, "This taste is a little light, not very tasty." ”

Ate a piece of braised pork.

Then he shook his head: "This soy sauce is too much, and it doesn't taste right." ”

Here comes another big bite of roast goose.

Baza slapped his mouth or twice: "This, the duck is old......"

In the end, she ate every dish, touched her round belly, and looked at Huangfu Moche: "You can eat it." ”

Huangfu Moche looked at her, his eyes were complicated, and he whispered, "I don't eat your saliva." ”

Li Xiangwei secretly flattened her mouth, and muttered silently in her heart that he didn't ask her to try......

"This dish can be withdrawn." Huangfu Moche's eyes turned, and he coldly instructed Li Lian.

"Yes, sir."