Immediately, Concubine Ye hurriedly spoke again: "Song Yichen, can we talk about the inspiration for your original photo design and creation?" ”

Song Yichen lifted his eyelids and said unhurriedly: "I'm not in the mood now." ”

Not in the mood?

Concubine Ye looked at Song Yichen, who was half-nestled on the edge of the sofa, her eyes widened, she also washed her clothes, and he also ate her meals, but now she is told that she is not in the mood......

Is he playing on her?

For fear of waking up Xuanxuan, Concubine Ye held back the anger in her heart, gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know why Mr. Song is not in the mood?" ”

Song Yichen took away the magazine in his hand, looked at Concubine Ye with half of his face exposed, and said with a weak voice: "Whoever is hungry will be in the mood." ”

"Didn't you eat pizza! Didn't I just go to wash your clothes just so you could eat! Concubine Ye almost roared.

"I didn't eat it, and it was too unpalatable to take a bite, so I vomited it." Song Yichen opened his mouth innocently.

"It's your business that you haven't eaten, what does it have to do with me?" Concubine Ye was not light, and the hairs on her body almost stood up.

"yes, I didn't eat so I'm not in the mood, and I didn't say it had anything to do with you?"

Song Yichen has been talking to Concubine Ye in a light tone, not as cold as usual, but it is precisely because of this that there is a feeling of being angry and not paying for his life.

Concubine Ye was speechless for a while, yes, he was not in the mood, so he didn't plan to communicate with her about the photo, he really didn't say that it had anything to do with her, but it was about her!

"And what do you want?" Concubine Ye was a little defeated, and finally found that in addition to Su Mohan, there was another person in this world who was difficult to serve!

"I didn't think about it, but I was hungry and in the mood."

Concubine Ye resisted the urge to smash the mat at him, took a few deep breaths repeatedly, and said, "Okay, Song Yichen, count you ruthless, I'll cook for you!" ”

Concubine Ye got up and walked to the kitchen, but she didn't see a light smile on the corner of Song Yichen's mouth on the sofa.

Concubine Ye opened the refrigerator and took a look, only to find that the refrigerator was empty, except for a few eggs, there was nothing to be done at all, so she got up and went back to her room to get the vegetables she bought after work.

Concubine Ye was a little depressed, she had just joined the company, but it was just a small task at work, and as a result, she was like begging her grandfather to tell her grandmother, so she almost sold herself......

I really don't know how I'm going to live in the future?

Concubine Ye is only looking forward to the tasks at work in the future, and it is best not to have anything to do with Song Yichen, otherwise it will be really heartbroken......

Concubine Ye looked at Xuanxuan, got up and went back to the kitchen to close the door, and comforted herself repeatedly, forget it, just treat it as cooking for herself, anyway, even if Song Yichen didn't do this, she would still have to cook for herself from this time on, anyway, she would do it anyway, she couldn't eat it herself, so she should have someone to help her solve the leftovers!

Thinking like this, Concubine Ye's mood is much better, but she is no longer depressed before.

And Song Yichen, who was on the sofa, looked up at the closed kitchen door, changed direction from the sofa, looked at the sleeping Su Zixuan, and couldn't help but reach out and poke her little face, and pecked twice on her little face.

Su Zixuan, who was sleeping soundly, didn't seem to notice it, but moved slightly, and her little face turned in a different direction.

Seeing this, Song Yichen didn't move her again, just stared at her for a while, and then sat next to her and continued to look through the photography magazine in his hand.