His words were full of disdain and ridicule, but his body once again got rid of the control of his brain and sat down in front of him.


    Liu Yue immediately bent down and opened the lid of the dishes on the short table. When her hand came to the soup in the middle, she opened the lid slightly.


    The familiar smell of the dishes followed the hot air, and Murong Hao''s dark eyes moved slightly.


    He sat on the sofa with his legs cocked up, staring down at the familiar dishes on the short table, but the smile on his face gradually subsided.


    The room suddenly fell into silence. Liu Yue, who was standing opposite him, suddenly felt very nervous, almost breathless.


    "That woman told you that young master likes to eat these things when he is not happy?"


    Murong Hao''s tone is light, and the expression on his face is unpredictable, which makes people unable to see what he is thinking at the moment.


    What''s more, Liu Yue doesn''t dare to look at his face, and doesn''t know what Murong Hao is thinking.


    Would that woman be so careful? What do you like to eat when you are in a bad mood? What do you want to eat when you are in a good mood?


    Or, what''s his favorite food?


    But in his impression, it seems that he always asks Jiang Li to do whatever she wants, right?


    Murong Hao didn''t know what was the matter with him. He became so concerned about how much he knew about his hobbies and habits.


    From that day when they quarreled, Murong Hao couldn''t figure out what had happened to him.


    It seems that his body and mind are out of his control, even the beating heart in his chest.


    Mingming was angry and angry, but at the same time, she couldn''t help remembering that the woman was still in the villa before.


    On the one hand, Mingming made up her mind to expel that woman from his life completely, but she still stubbornly stayed in his life.


    Whether it''s the rising news outside, or in his private life circle, the existence of this woman can''t be obliterated.


    This kind of thing has never happened in the past 20 years, and now it''s like a storm.


    In the end, he had no way to prevent it, so he could only bear it, and he didn''t know when the storm would pass.


    And after the past, what''s left in his world? Will it be a mess, and then it will be a long time before it returns to its original state.


    The dishes on the short table were still hot, and the fog seemed to dye into his eyes.


    The expression on muronghao''s face slowly converged in, converging a little bit. The trance and blankness in his eyes were a little more, just like the fog covering a little bit.


    When he knew that his beautiful face was completely expressionless, the daze and trance in his eyes were like thick fog completely covering his eyes.


    If Liu Yue had the courage to raise her head in the atmosphere of silence, where even a needle fell on the ground and the sound could be heard, she would be stunned.


    Because now their young master Murong Hao''s affairs are full of trance and confusion, just like a child lost in the white fog.


    I can''t see the road at my feet, everything around me, the mood of that woman, including my own.


    "Yes I noticed it myself. So Try to do that today. "


    Liu Yuecai is not so stupid as to admit it now, although it really comes from Jiang Li.


    Last time, Murong Hao was angry again. Then Jiang Li took the initiative to cook and went to him to make up.


    At that time, ah Qing had nothing to do, so he talked to Jiang Li in the kitchen, and Liu Jingguo just heard it.


    "I don''t know what muronghao wants to eat, but it seems that she likes to eat these dishes when she is in a good mood."


    So Liu Yue wrote it down. She was quick to learn things, so she only looked at it a few times and remembered Jiang Li''s way of cooking.


    Later, she tried to do it many times in private. Although it didn''t taste the same as Jiang Li''s, it became more and more similar.


    So that''s not what the woman said? Hearing Liu Yue''s reply, Murong Hao couldn''t help laughing.


    I don''t know whether he is laughing at his uncontrollable palpitation or because of Liu Yue''s reply.


    He slightly raised his eyes, dark eyes like the night sky without stars and moon, dark to see nothing.


    "How can you tell that my young master is in a bad mood recently? Besides, my young master is in a bad mood. It''s also because of the woman Jiang Li. You''ve made the dishes she used to cook for me, and your brain is quite stupid? "


    Liu Yue stood in front of him and was suddenly stiff with his eyes. Did she really gamble wrong?


    "I Young master I have no other meaning... "


    Instead of looking up, he held out his slender white hand, picked up the same white ivory chopsticks on the table and picked up one of the dishes.The familiar fragrance induced him to move chopsticks, the warm taste spread on the tip of the tongue, and the memory in the taste bud was awakened by the familiar taste.


    Murong Hao chewed slowly, without the slightest urgency and hurry, and did not like to gobble up like before.


    The movement is graceful and slow, like a moving picture. Even if you are wearing a simple bathrobe now, your chestnut wet hair is also messy, which is still very pleasing to the eye.


    But because it is not familiar to touch a string deep in my heart, Murong Hao now rationally knows that this is a substitute.


    "It''s so similar to the taste..."


    His taste buds at this time, suddenly sensitive and picky, even he was surprised, as if the dishes made by Jiang Li had penetrated into his bone marrow.


    Even if the taste of similar dishes is a little different, he can find out the tip of his tongue.


    "Nothing else? What do you mean by the dishes you cooked today? "


    After he tasted a few mouthfuls, he did not stop his chopsticks. Although he frowned slightly, he continued to eat.


    His action seems to encourage Liu Yue to summon up the courage to speak out. After all, she vaguely realizes that she is not gambling wrong.


    "I I just think young master, you may still prefer the dishes made by Jiang Li... "


    Murong Hao snorted and leaned over slightly, his eyes fixed on Liu Yue tightly. His indifferent sight suddenly became focused.


    Focus as if the original intangible line of sight as if condensed into a physical general, sharp as if it were two scabbard blade.


    It seems to dissect the outside of Liu Yue''s disguise and see what she thinks at the moment.


    "What do you see?"


    The low voice could not distinguish anger, but Liu Yue was so scared that she did not dare to open her mouth again.


    Waiting for the room to be quiet again, suddenly "pa" sound, a mess on the ground.


    Murong Hao''s eyes are dark and calm, but his heart is once again trapped in struggle and anger because of Jiang Li''s name.


    Damn it! This dead woman can''t be peaceful even after she left!


    Glancing at the broken porcelain bowl on the ground and the mess of the ground, his eyes darkened again.


    No matter how to imitate, fake can''t be true after all!


    Without muronghao, the great God, Jiang Li can only describe her comfort with leisure. But when it comes to coziness, it''s not always so.


    Jiang Li pulls the refrigerator handle and stares at the empty inside. She remembers the last bag of instant noodles she threw into the dustbin last night and sighs helplessly.


    Even if it''s famous, so what? It''s not for five Dou of rice!


    Touching the environmental protection bag, wearing large sunglasses and under the annoying sun, Jiang Li disguised herself and got home. Nowadays, no more than in the past, if you go out without cover, you will be surrounded by fans.


    For her own personal safety, she did not have the courage to try "adventure".


    Go back quickly. Jiang Li, who is happy and returns home, is glad that she has not been recognized all the way, but when she returns home, her head is buzzing.


    "Jiang Li, let''s talk."


    It''s still my favorite suit in the past, but it''s a pity that things are different. Jiang Li looks at Song Yunchen, who smiles mildly at herself in front of her eyes. She has lost her previous infatuation, leaving only a little emotion.


    "Get out of the way, please. Don''t block the door."


    Already see each other''s face, Jiang Li is not in the mood to continue to entangle with him. The eyes under the sunglasses are calm, lightly skimming the stiff corners of song Yunchen''s mouth and falling on his doorknob.


    You''ll have to wipe it twice when you go back.


    "Jiang Li, don''t be so heartless, OK? I just want to say something. Can''t you even give me the last bit of affection? "


    Song Yunchen suddenly faces pain, looking at Jiang Li''s eyes full of regret, as if the person who fell into the well was just Jiang Li''s illusion.


    If change to do before, perhaps Jiang Li will be distressed, but now, she only feel that everything in front of her is so ridiculous.


    "The last point of affection? Song Yunchen, as early as when you betrayed me, you used up our love. Don''t you think you''re ridiculous when you come to me to discuss love


    Jiang Li laughs sarcastically, but does not stop. She strides forward and pushes away the man blocking the door. She is disgusted in her eyes. Now she doubts whether she was blinded by lard and loved such a scum for seven years!


    At the moment when the door was about to be opened, her right hand was pulled by the man behind her. Jiang Li''s face turned black.


    "Song Yunchen, if you don''t want to send it to the police station, please focus on yourself." Her voice is very indifferent, as if she is not facing the lovers who have been together for seven years, but strangers who have nothing to do with each other on the street corner.


    The power of holding arms gradually relaxes. Taking advantage of song Yunchen''s hesitation, Jiang Li quickly closes the door with her fastest speed.


    She doesn''t want to drag herself out until that scum reacts.They have nothing to say.


    For several days, Jiang Li saw song Yunchen hovering in front of the window. Although I don''t know what abacus he is playing, she doesn''t intend to be his pawn and is constantly manipulated.


    "Haohao, come and have a drink of water. I''ll show you later..."


    Miller with honey orange juice dogleg to Murong Hao put in front of, eyes dare not relax. I said before that no matter what happened to Jiang Li, I didn''t know that after I lost my temper that night, I took him out of bed all night and told him that the program that had been canceled before would be charged again.


    Someone who is sitting on the soft sleeper sofa like the stars are staring at a place in the corner of the room, a little distracted.


    Looking at his abnormality, miller could only wipe the sweat on his forehead and sighed in his heart.


    His sense of existence as a gold medal agent is getting lower and lower.


    "Haohao, you can see that the program will start soon. Should we go to prepare..."


    A few minutes later, Miller was told by the program director that the performance time was approaching, and then ran back, his soft voice was the lightest, and he whispered in the ear of a great God.


    Unfortunately, his words have not finished, staring at the mobile phone to see Murong Hao is suddenly up, a face of anger.


    "This silly woman! I don''t even know if I''ve been calculated! "