Chapter 157
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Some of them even emit a pungent smell.
Is this … food that people eat?!
Mu Yan looks at Di Ming Jue's frozen face and stops plucking the strings. She props her cheek with one hand and looks at the man not far away with a smile that isn't a smile, "What's wrong? Jun Shang doesn't like the food that I personally made? "
Di Ming Jue is silent for a moment, then expressionlessly says: "I like it!"
Saying that, he sits down at the table, picks up the chopsticks and starts to eat.
She watches him stuff the dark lump of food into his mouth, refusing it without batting an eyelid, and swallowing it.
Even Mu Yan can't help but widen her eyes in astonishment.
It should be known that she doesn't have a natural talent for cooking.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have needed a little bean sprout like Xiao Bao to take care of her diet for four years in the mountains.
Not to mention dogs, even the things that she makes are disliked.
Even her dear Xiaobao was determined not to take a bite of it.
But this Di Ming Jue actually eats it all without batting an eyelid.
She watches as he really finishes a dish.
Mu Yan is a little unperturbed, "You … really want to eat it?"
Di Ming Jue casts a sidelong glance at her, coldly and indifferently saying: "As long as it's madam's cooking, no matter what it is, Ben Jun will love to eat it!"
Mu Yan: "?!!!" Who the hell is your madam!!
After a strange silence, Mu Yan suddenly hooks up her lips and chuckles: "There's food without wine, there's wine without music, it's not a blessing in life. How about I play a song for Jun Shang? "
"…" Di Ming Jue coldly stares at her, neither speaking nor moving.
He has a seething appearance.
Mu Yan instantly understands, "Di Ming Jue."
However, this time, Jun Shang-daren is still not satisfied, "Too unfamiliar!"
A posture that says, 'If you don't call me, I won't eat, and won't listen to the song.'
Mu Yan grits her teeth, and finally squeezes out two words: "A Jue!"
It should be a very humiliating thing for a dignified Jun Shang to be called "A Jue".
But Di Ming Jue seems to be satisfied, and continues to eat the food that is even more terrible than pig's food.
Mu Yan can't help but touch her cheek.
Calling out "A Jue" in such an intimate way, Di Ming Jue doesn't have any reaction, but she herself inexplicably blushes and her heart beats, unable to control herself.
After taking a deep breath and calming down, Mu Yan begins to gently pluck the strings.
The melodious music flowed from her fingertips and slowly lingered in the room.
Di Ming Jue was originally just concentrating on eating "pig's food", and concentrating on looking at his "wife".
But slowly, he discovered that the blood in his body seemed to be gradually boiling.
Then, all the heat in his body converged towards a certain part of his body.
As for Mu Yan who was not far away, in his eyes, every inch of her seemed to be filled with charm and enchanting.
That small pink mouth that opened and closed slightly, that snow-white skin that was faintly discernible under the lapel of her robe, that plain white finger that lightly plucked the strings of the zither, it seemed to be stirring up the fire of lust within his body.
Di Ming Jue couldn't bear it anymore. He abruptly stands up and strides towards Muyan.
The sound of the zither abruptly stopped!
Di Ming Jue picks Muyan up from her seat.
His tall figure tightly wrapped around her slender body.
His scorching breath landed on the girl's delicate and faintly pink cheeks.
"Muyan, Ben Jun is pleased with you!" he uses a hoarse voice to say the words that had been buried in the bottom of his heart for a long time.
His big hand presses down on the nape of Muyan's neck, and he leans over to grab those pink lips, ruthlessly ravaging them in an instant.
Ever since they parted at Jin Hong Men, he was thoroughly rejected by Muyan.
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