When Zhao Fuling heard this, she lifted her eyes and looked straight at Li Jingmo.

He was born good-looking, from the tip of his eyebrows to his chin, he was all the handsome appearance that God favored. It's just that at this moment, the two deep and beautiful eyebrow bones are lightly pressed, not showing a compelling momentum, but a little pitiful.

He seems to often show this unconsciously flattering or lowly posture in front of Zhao Fuling.

Such Li Jingmo made Zhao Fuling inexplicably think of those puppies who were always worried about being abandoned.

So full of enthusiasm and expectation, but always so cautious.

He is obviously the most outstanding and dazzling Tianhuang nobleman in this world of imperial supremacy, born noble and amazing. should have looked at everything, but every time he came to her, he seemed to be going to be lowly to the dust.

This kind of cognition made Zhao Fuling silent, but her heart was soft and abnormal.

After looking at Li Jingmo intently for a moment, she leaned over and kissed Li Jingmo's cheek, her voice gentle and firm.

"Zhao Fuling liked Shen Chi in the past...... But now I only like you. ”

A light breeze blew outside the window, and a wisp of green silk was swept up behind Zhao Lingling's shoulder, and it was wrapped around Li Jingmo's shoulder. Li Jingmo's heart also slowly fell in the uncertainty.

After getting a satisfactory answer, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, held Zhao Fuling's cheeks with both hands, and kissed him lightly.

It's not as hot as before, but it seems to be showing favor to Zhao Fuling, and it seems to be comforting herself.

Zhao Fuling went with him, and after a while, she smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, the noodles are going to be lumped." ”

Li Jingmo came back to his senses at this time, and his eyes seemed to have some mist through this experience, and the obsidian-like black pupils were stained with a bit of blur and haze.

He seemed to know very well where he was the most seductive and where he had a fatal bewitchment for Zhao Fuling. So this appearance seems to be intentional and inadvertent.

But Zhao Fuling just breathlessed, and quickly regained her calm.

She didn't eat Li Jingmo's set, so she got up and scared the other party: "I don't make enough noodles today, if you don't eat this bowl, you won't have to eat it later." ”

Li Jingmo saw Zhao Fuling take a few steps back, a few feet away from him, his eyes flashed, and he instantly sat upright.

"Has Ling eaten it?"

Zhao Fuling said: "I'm busy coaxing my sweetheart, where can I have time to eat first?" ”

Li Jingmo was pleased by this sentence of "sweetheart", his cold eyes overflowed with a smile, and he bent down unconsciously.

Zhao Fuling found that she liked to see Li Jingmo's small expression changes. They all like someone for the first time, and they are all carefully adapting to this strange emotion.

Therefore, their emotions are also easily driven and influenced by each other.

But the more this is the case, the more precious the sincerity and excitement shown by both sides becomes.

Zhao Fuling cherishes this feeling.

When she saw that Li Jingmo didn't move her chopsticks, she knew that the other party was waiting for her own meaning, so she said: "Eat yours first, I'll wait for you to finish eating, and then go to the kitchen to cook again." ”

Li Jingmo shook his head, and said in a rare childish manner: "I want to eat with Ah Ling." ”

Zhao Fuling: "...... Then you wait. ”

She turned and walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

met Zhou Jinliang head-on, and the other party shook a fan in one hand and held a bowl of noodles in the other. When he strode over, the momentum of the noble son was gone, and it was a little funny to look at.

Zhao Fuling couldn't help but smile and said, "Lord Zhou really likes your bamboo fan." ”

No matter how hungry you are, you can't afford to lose that fan to hold your job.

Zhou Jinliang looked up and saw Zhao Fuling, smiled, and said heartily: "The girl came out so soon?" Why don't you stay in the house for a little longer? ”