Xia Mumu wants to cry without tears.

What is this?

She once suspected that this was not her own mother, but her stepmother.

Where is there a mother like this?

There is no such thing as a mother at all.

Pushing his own daughter into dire straits.

Put away your phone and go downstairs.

When I walked into the living room, I found that the dishes in the living room were unusually rich.

It's as if today is a special day.

Xia Mumu looked at the boy sitting across from him: "Candlelight dinner? ”

"Sort of."

What is counted, yes is, no is not.

Shamumu thought that this must be him playing tricks on himself again.

"Forget it, it's useless to talk to you, I'm also asking in vain, I'm moving." As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks and ate the vegetables himself.

Have you ever seen chopsticks used to eat French and Western food?

If you haven't seen it, it just so happens that at this moment, Xia Mumu is rehearsing this scene in a real way.

She likes to use chopsticks to eat steak and foie gras.

Don't ask why, convenient.

Because of the trouble of eating with knives and forks, he died.

Yi Qianye had long been accustomed to her, and had seen her a long time ago.

Even every time she took her to a western restaurant, she asked the waiter if she had chopsticks?

Presumably, the waiter was also the first time to see this kind of person, so he was stunned for a moment, smiled and said, no.

She wished she could say it softly, and if I had known if there wasn't, I would have brought it myself.

Her habits are really special, so special that he can remember every bit clearly.

Yi Qianye cut the steak on the plate and ate it elegantly.

At the same time, he picked up the red wine glass next to him and took a sip.

Xia Mumu couldn't help but look at the juice beside him and expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Yi Qianye, why are you wine, I am juice."

"Because you're not an adult." Yi Qianye said it as a matter of course.

She was not yet an adult and could not drink.

"But you're just an adult, and we're the same age, but our birthdays are older than mine...... Do you understand? Unconvinced, Shamumu stood up and walked over.

She also wants to drink and doesn't want juice.

Why can he drink it, but she can't drink it.

It's only a few weeks ahead of her.

It's not fair at all.

It's really not fair at all.

Now we are pursuing equality for all and advocating equality between men and women.

It's the same person, why can he drink, she can't.

Shamumu walked over and prepared to get his glass.

was discovered by Yi Qianye first and grabbed her wrist.

I saw that before her hand touched the wine glass, her body was directly pulled into his arms.

As a last resort, he sat on his lap.

"Yi Qianye, what do you want to do?" She just wanted to drink, how could he do that.

"You want to drink?" Yi Qianye asked, a pair of dark eyes that were extremely serious.

Xia Mumu nodded as if he had been hooked.

Indeed, she wanted to drink a little bit, whether it was good or not.

Subsequently, I saw Yi Qian go to pick up the wine glass at night.

Pick up the glass and pour it into your lips.

Shamumu was about to get angry, she thought he asked her and would let her taste it.

But he never thought that he drank it in front of her.

It's simply amazing!

It's just that the anger hasn't been sent yet.

He was already holding the back of her head, and immediately after, his sexy lips covered hers.

Give her the wine in your lips little by little.

Shamumu's eyes widened suddenly.

I can't believe he would do this.

Soon, the smell of alcohol filled the entire mouth.

He deepened the kiss even more.

And even in the end, it spreads little by little......