Does she have bad taste?

Su Xiaomi thought about this question for a long time.

Later, she thought that she might really have bad taste.

Otherwise, how could he like a man like Mo Beixiao with a bad temper and not gentle?

Thinking of this, she sighed and handed the empty rice bowl to Mo Beixiao, "Another bowl." ”

The man pursed his lips and put the bowl aside, "Su Xiaomi, don't try to lie to me, you don't usually eat so much." ”

His pretending to be indifferent and arrogant look made Su Xiaomi can't help but raise the corners of her lips, "Then what if I suddenly be able to eat today?" ”

"Bear with it!"

The man sat on the chair next to him with a straight face, and he didn't mean to get up and serve her food at all.

Su Xiaomi pursed her lips and boldly reached out to push him, "Can you do it for me a little more?" ”

In fact, she was already full, but she felt that it was rare for him to cook for her, so she deliberately teased him.

Unexpectedly, this man could remember the amount of her meal.

Obviously, every time we eat together, he looks like he thinks it's a waste of time to even look at him more.

When the hell did he remember the amount of her meal?

Mo Beixiao pulled off her hand with a straight face, "It's not good." ”

"But today I received a fright, I am hungry."

She continued to hold his arm and shake him.

This time, the man didn't pull her hand away.

He turned his head and stared at her fixedly for a few seconds, "Really? ”

She blinked her big watery eyes and looked at him sincerely, "Really." ”

His brow furrowed fiercely.

As if he had been fighting for a long time, he finally got up after a full minute of silence, "It just so happens that I'm in a good mood today, I'll ......"

He had just turned his head and was about to carry his apron to the kitchen, when his arm was grabbed by the little woman behind him.

He subconsciously turned his head and said, "...... again"

The rest of the words, he didn't say.

For a woman who was a head shorter than him had stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

Her kiss was jerky and monotonous, but it made the man's blood start to swell.

He didn't expect her to kiss him at this time.

The man's large hand hesitated in the air for a moment, then wrapped it around her waist.

Originally, Su Xiaomi was just moved in her heart and couldn't help but want to thank him, so she took the initiative to kiss him.

But when his hands clasped around her waist, she wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

The man took her in his arms and, deeply, fiercely, continued the kiss.

"Why did you kiss me all of a sudden?"

After a long time, he finally let go of her and sat on the sofa with her.

"I might ......"

Su Xiaomi bit her lip, shyly came out of his arms, lay on the sofa, covered her hot face with a pillow, and left only a pair of eyes to look at him, "I may like you." ”

Her voice was as light as a gnat, but word by word, like thunder, fell into Mo Beixiao's eardrums.

He could hardly believe his ears, his heart was surging, but he still looked calm, "You, what did you say." ”

Looking at his almost unresponsive appearance, looking at his expressionless face, Su Xiaomi felt for a moment that she shouldn't talk to him like this.

Maybe...... He didn't like her at all.

Perhaps, her confession would seem like a joke to him.

But all this he has experienced today, his thoughtfulness to her, his trust in her, and her meticulousness to him......

"I said, I'm in love with you, Mo Beixiao."