Some even have a pungent smell.

This is...... The food that people eat?!

Mu Yan looked at Di Mingjue's frozen face from the side, stopped plucking the strings, supported his cheek with one hand, and looked at the man not far away with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Di Mingjue was silent for a long moment before he said expressionlessly: "I like it!"

After speaking, he sat down directly at the table, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Seeing him stuff the black lump of food into his mouth, he refused without changing his face and swallowed it.

Even Mu Yan's eyes couldn't help but widen in surprise.

You know, she was born with no talent for cooking.

Otherwise, after four years in the mountains, I wouldn't have asked Xiaobao to take care of her diet.

She makes things that are not even disgusted by dogs.

Even her kiss Xiaobao refused to take a bite.

But this Emperor Mingjue actually ate it all without changing his face.

Seeing that he really finished a plate.

Mu Yan was a little uneasy, "You...... Really go down?"

Di Mingjue glanced at her and said coldly: "As long as it is made by Madame, no matter what, this gentleman loves to eat it!"

Mu Yan: "?!!!! "Who Tema is your wife!"

After being weirdly silent for a while, Mu Yan suddenly hooked the corners of his lips and chuckled: "There is food without wine, wine without fun, it is not a blessing in life." Why don't I play a song for you?"

"......" Di Mingjue glared at her coldly, without speaking or moving.

A puffy look.

Mu Yan understood in seconds, "Emperor Mingjue." ”

However, this time, Lord Jun was still not satisfied, "It's too rusty!"

If you don't scream, I won't eat or listen to music.

Mu Yan gritted his teeth, and finally squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Ah Jue!"

Being called "Ah Jue" should have been a very humiliating thing.

But Di Mingjue seemed to be satisfied, lowered his head and continued to eat those meals that were more terrible than pig food.

Mu Yan couldn't help but touch his cheek.

Calling out such an affectionate title as "Ah Jue", Di Mingjue didn't react yet, but she herself blushed inexplicably and couldn't help herself.

Taking a deep breath, after calming down, Mu Yan began to pluck the strings gently.

The sound of melodious music flowed from her fingertips, slowly lingering through the room.

Di Mingjue was originally just concentrating on eating "pig food" and concentrating on looking at his "wife".

But slowly, he found that the blood on his body seemed to be gradually boiling.

Then, the heat of the whole body converges to a certain place on the body.

Mu Yan, who is not far away, in his eyes, every minute and every inch at this time seems to be charming and enchanting.

The pink little mouth that opened and closed slightly, the snow-white skin that loomed under the placket, and the plain white fingers that gently plucked the strings, seemed to be the lust in his body.

Di Mingjue couldn't hold back any longer, stood up suddenly, and strode towards Mu Yan.

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end!

Di Mingjue picked Mu Yan up from his position.

The tall figure firmly enveloped her slender body.

The scorching breath spit on the girl's blown-blown and faintly pink cheeks.

"Mu Yan, this gentleman pleases you!" he said in a hoarse voice the words that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

The big hand pressed the back of Mu Yan's neck, and he leaned over to grab the pink lip flap, and ravaged it fiercely.

Since Jin Hongmen said goodbye, he was completely rejected by Mu Yan.

He kept thinking about the sweet and seductive taste.

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