Chi Huan held up his chin and looked at him without blinking. Seeing that he only ordered some of his usual food, he handed the menu to the waiter.
"That''s all, sir?"
The man just opened his eyes and looked at her lightly. "Order."
He was willing to talk to her. Naturally, she would not let go of the opportunity and said, "please help me. Anyway, you know what I like better than me."
The man understated, "well, I know what you like to eat, you don''t even know what I look like."
Chi Huan, "..."
She looked at him. "Are you ready to be really angry with me?"
She has already apologized for such a thing. Is it worth his attention?
Mo Shiqian looks at her silently, his eyes are cool and silent.
The waiter on one side was embarrassed and politely said, "what would you like, miss?"
Chi Huan looked at the menu and said, "I don''t want to order. Let him order."
The waiter is embarrassed to look at the handsome man.
Nearly half a minute later.
Mo Shi modestly said, "then you can order a few more dishes for us, just enough for us to eat."
Chi Huan, "..."
The waiter looked at Chi Huan again and smiled, "Miss, would you like to order some of your favorite food?"
Chi Huan curled his mouth and finally took over the menu again and ordered some.
"Just a moment, please."
The waiter took them to the door and there were only two of them left in the box.
She looked at him with her chin up.
The man looked out of the window.
She doesn''t speak, and he doesn''t speak.
Anyway, than silence, no one is his opponent.
She''s a little confused. Is it worth getting angry?
She thought about it. If he thought of other girls as her, he would hold her Well, she''ll be angry, too.
But it''s almost time to lose your temper. What''s more, the man was really like him just now.
Chi Huan finds that every time he gets angry, it''s strange
Last time, because she said that his food was tasteless, he went to the study to read a book. If she didn''t go, he would not come back.
At last, she got up, walked around the table to him, sat down, leaned against him with her arms around his waist, and murmured, "I didn''t know before that you are such a little angry I just gave him a little hug and brought it back to you, OK? "
Mo Shiqian, "..."
He lowered his head and gave her a light glance. "There are many things you don''t know now."
Chi Huan, "..."
Her head is like a cat constantly rubbing his arm, and her voice is soft and waxy. "Don''t be angry. Come out and have a meal. You are sulking and affecting the atmosphere of eating."
He was almost used to looking up and touching her head, but before his hands were raised, he held back.
Angry?
Is that right?
He is rational, of course, he knows that there is nothing to be angry about. The man''s body shape, clothes and hair are very similar to him today.
Let alone Face.
It''s not surprising that she didn''t catch up.
Maybe the so-called gossip was still stuck in his chest. The hug just now directly ignited his original depressed mood.
These emotions are strange and inexplicable.
He didn''t like her going to the hospital to see Moxi, even though the man was injured because of her.
He didn''t like her chatting with Pei Yi''s counterpart. Although he was discussing the script, he didn''t like her relative affectionate and shy with Pei Yi''s four eyes, even though they were filming.
He prefers her to hold other men.
Although I admit I''m wrong.
Some emotions are unreasonable, but they can''t be controlled.
He didn''t even know whether he was angry with her or with himself.
Of course, Chi Huan would not give up so easily. He raised his head to approach him, blinked and said, "otherwise, I''ll kiss you. Don''t be angry."
The man bowed, finally to her eyes, voice dumb, covered with a thin smile, asked gently, "where are you kissing?"
In a daze, the memory of last night suddenly flooded into her mind.
Her face was red and steaming at once.
Last night Of course, she didn''t forget how crazy she was last night. When she recalled this morning, she covered her face and couldn''t remember what she was thinking at that time, so she could do it.
Yes Seeing his injuries, I want to Please him.
Chi Huan purses her lips and gets up to return to her original position.
But before she left the table, the man grabbed her arm and fell back into his arms.
Mo Shiqian hugged her waist and put her on his leg.At last, he looked down at her and smiled faintly
She said angrily, "I''m talking about kissing your face!"
"I thought it was a kiss."
Kiss That''s OK, too.
"Don''t you get angry after kissing?"
The man''s fingers rub against her chin, and his breath sprays on her skin
“……”
Chi Huan looks at his beautiful and profound face.
This restaurant is close to the window, outside is the bustling river view, even in this cold winter, it is also bustling.
She raised her hand to his face and kissed him.
Originally, she wanted to touch a sexual kiss, but as soon as she wanted to step back, the back of her head was caught by a man, and a kiss that had been tasted was long and tender.
At the end of this long kiss, the man still imprisoned her in his arms. Of course, there was no further action. He just kissed her face and sideburns for a while.
A low, slightly hoarse voice pressed against her ear, "I haven''t had a rest recently. Why did I suddenly run to the crew?"
"Sister Yao told me temporarily that director Zhang wants me to guest star in his movie I have time anyway, and I''ve seen the script for a long time, so I went. "
"Zhang Yan asked you to go?"
"Yes."
After a moment''s silence, he said lightly, "what about Pei Yi?"
"He? What happened to him? "
"Didn''t you watch the news on the Internet?"
"No, Beth is all over the screen. It''s disgusting."
These two days on the Internet, Beth is singing a monologue by herself. Mo Shiqian has no response for the time being, so she becomes more and more arrogant.
The man took her waist in one hand, picked up the teapot and poured the water slowly in the other hand, "take your cell phone and watch."
Chi Huan, "..."
She faintly realized that he was angry Not just because she''s holding the wrong person?
When she got up, she had to go back to her place, take her bag and turn over her cell phone.
As a result, the man encircles her waist and refuses to let go. The brow of the sword wrists up unhappily
"You don''t want me to look at my cell phone. It''s in my bag."
Mo Shiqian takes out his mobile phone and hands it to her, "use mine."
"But there''s no Weibo on your phone."
His brow tightened and his voice sank. "Next one is hard?"