After a day of acting, the blackening value that had just been eliminated rose back with a single sentence, and a little more, this time Ye Chuijin didn't need acting skills at all, she could cry on the spot, and she could cry loudly.

Xue Mo couldn't see the blackening value increasing at all on the surface, he lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Chuijin seriously, the affection in his eyes could drown people.

"Xiaojin ......" said, and Xue Mo kissed it affectionately.

Ye Chui brocade is particularly cooperative.

After the two separated, Xue Mo touched her red face lovingly, and scratched her nose dotingly.

"Our Xiaojin has a good rest, and the meal will be ready soon."

Ye Chuijin nodded obediently, hugged himself in the sofa, and looked like a clean student.

Xue Mo went to the kitchen to warm up the meal again, and Ye Chuijin followed the system in his mind.

Ye Chuijin: [It's easy for people to say such a fleshy love story, and they conceived all the way! ] He actually ...... He turned out! QAQ】

The system is merciless: [It must be because you are too sensual. 】

Ye Chuijin beat his chest and paused, and the drama spirit went up: [He's not! He wasn't like this before! Before, everything I said was right, but now, no matter what I say or do, it's wrong. No!! I don't want that!! You give back my old silence! 】

System: [......]

Ye Chuijin's performance is getting up, and no one can continue to play: [You speak! Don't think I don't know you're in there if you don't make a sound! You have the ability to rob men, you have the ability to speak! Phew! Phew! Phew! 】

System: [............]

Ye Chuijin cried and grabbed the ground, and after a while, Xue Mo brought the hot meal.

Speaking of Xue Mo's cooking skills, it is really good, in the past three years abroad, Ye Chuijin has sincerely missed Xue Mo at the dinner table countless times.

Garlic prawns, stir-fried tripe, braised lion's head, creamy mashed potatoes, plus a bowl of boiled fish bone porridge, Ye Chuijin came to life when he had something to eat.

Although the relationship between the two has become a little weird, Xue Mo's good cooking skills have not changed at all.

He remembered Ye Chuijin's original taste very clearly, three years later, this table of dishes is still her favorite food.

After the two finished eating, Ye Chuijin exchanged a goodnight kiss with him as usual, and then returned to the room with a smile.

Her face collapsed as soon as the door closed.

The system frantically reminded her: [There is surveillance in the room! Host! You're on the side! 】

Ye Chuijin looked very tired and threw himself on the bed, his eyes were empty, as if he was thinking about things.

She sent a "touch your dog's head" expression to the system: [Anla, Xue Mo tossed me so much, didn't he just want to see me tired and tired? If I'm happy, he shouldn't be happy. 】

Sure enough, two or three minutes later, Xue Mo, who had finished washing the dishes, returned to his room and saw Ye Chuijin hanging his head on the computer screen, and the blackening value immediately disappeared by two points, becoming 92.

Ye Chuijin sighed: [I think back then, he was distressed to die and live when I ran 800 meters on my side, but now he ......]

Seeing that the host seemed to be depressed, the system hesitated for a moment, trying to find two comforting words from the database to read to her.

At this moment, Ye Chuijin's next sentence finally came out: [And now, I only hope that he will not pity me because I am a delicate flower!! 】

Her voice was excited, and there was a half-depressed look.

System: [......]