Chapter 813 What Does Bixin Mean
Mo Feibai was talking to Wan Qi Yunmu and Wan Qi Jingshu, and he didn't notice the two Rao movements at present.
Fang Mengxuan sat there and felt Alexander, he didn't dare to look around, he stared at his hands honestly, and was so quiet that he couldn't speak.
No one noticed that Wan Qian Yunqian was still held by Gong Chenjin for the time being, she had already decided that when the waiter came over later, no matter what, she would take her hand back.
She can't eat with her left hand, she holds it with her right hand, and he can't feed her.
Even if he really wanted to, she wouldn't.
Under the sun, two big men pulled and pulled, what kind of system.
Fortunately, Gong Chenjin was very self-aware, and took the initiative to let go when he heard the knock on the door.
He hadn't forgotten what excuse he used to lure Wan Qianyun out......
Meals that looked good were served, and Wan Qiyun sniffed the air and looked forward to the meals even more.
"Do you want wine?"
After looking at the food, there were meat, vegetarian and soup, so it was almost wine, but Wan Qiyunqian didn't like to drink very much, so he didn't order it, but the others ......
"I can do it all, look at you."
Mo Feibai is not too attached to wine, he can have it or not.
"Second uncle, what about you? Do you want it? And Fang Mengxuan, what about you?"
Seeing this, Wan Qiyun went to ask others.
"Anything."
"Anything."
Both of them replied like this, and Wan Qiyun was speechless.
"Okay, a jug of signature wine."
She doesn't drink it anyway, you feel free.
The waiter took the order, Wan Qiyunqian looked at the excellent food in front of him, and Wan Qiyunqian motioned to Mo Feibai to move the chopsticks first.
Anyway, at present, in everyone's eyes, Mo Feibai's identity is the highest, Gong Chenjin will ignore it for the time being, his identity is not known to him.
Mo Feibai didn't care about this, there was always someone who had to do it first, and it would take more time to push it around.
So Mo Feibai picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a chicken leg for Wan Qiyunqian, Wan Qiyunqian happily took it, and then it was full of a big mouthful, bursting with happiness.
Gong Chenjin's expression: (¬_¬)
Gong Chenjin's eyes: (?_?)
Then Wan Qian Yunqian's bowl had another chicken leg, which was sandwiched by Gong Chenjin.
Wan Qi Yunqian was very eager to survive and quickly spit it out of his mouth, and directly gnawed the chicken leg that Gong Chenjin clamped before he finished gnawing the previous one.
Wan Qi Yunmu's hand that was about to give Wan Qi Yun a shallow chicken leg stopped in mid-air, and then Wan Qi Jingshu laughed unkindly.
"Haha, Mu'er, you didn't grab it this time, did you?"
Wan Qi Yunmu withdrew his hand, glanced at Wan Qi Jingshu leisurely, and refused to answer this question.
"Didn't grab anything? Chicken legs? The chicken leg has already entered my stomach, do you still want to eat it? Shall I let them have another chicken?"
When Wan Qi Yunqian heard Wan Qi Jingshu's words, he thought that Wan Qi Yunmu also wanted to eat chicken legs.
Wan Qi Yunmu looked at Wan Qi Yunqian speechlessly: "When did I eat the chicken leg myself?" Which time didn't you get it?"
Hearing this, Wan Qi Yunqian also recalled it seriously, and found that it didn't seem to be there, and Wan Qi Yunmu gave her all the chicken legs he sandwiched.
"Hehe, Mu Mu is the best, Bixin!"
Wan Qiyun grinned lightly, and gave Wan Yunmu a sentence of comparison, and Wan Yunmu turned his head in disgust.
Fang Mengxuan quietly approached Wan Qi Yunmu: "What, what does Bixin mean?"