High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 377 Feeding from Xia Palace

Lin Zhaoxia was completely at a loss.

Because she can see the meaning in the other person's eyes when she is fine, especially when she is facing her!
But she didn't expose it, and she didn't do anything that was too much to make a mistake. Where did so much meaning come from?

What Lin Zhaoxia didn't know was that her identity had already been exposed, and even her real details were almost figured out by the other party.

And just when Lin Zhaoxia was biting her chopsticks in a daze and was in a daze, an indifferent voice came to her ear, that voice said, "Go eat your meat."

Five words, one more will not be brought.

It's like cherishing words like gold to the extreme!
Lin Zhaoxia endured and endured, and in the end she couldn't hold back and sent a pair of clean white sanitation balls.

But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, this guy seems to have never eaten, but she has already eaten several slices of meat...

Could it be that Yang Moyan wanted to eat what was on the plate, but couldn't reach it, but still didn't want to talk to her directly?

Lin Zhaoxia's eyes lit up, and the more she thought about it, the more she meant it.

Otherwise, what could the meaning in the other party's eyes mean?
The chopsticks stopped biting, and Lin Zhaoxia smiled happily. She directly picked up a piece of meat with the chopsticks, stood up slightly, passed through the hazy mist, and put it directly into the opponent's bowl.

Then, she saw the other party's brow raised, and looked over.

Lin Zhaoxia's arms were retracted, but her figure was still slightly standing up.

Seeing Yang Moyan raise her eyebrows, she pondered for a moment, then stretched out her hand, and reached into Yang Moyan's bowl, and picked up the piece of meat that was put in the other's bowl by the way.

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows again and again.

So, what is this guy trying to do?
The piece of meat that was put in his bowl was obviously for him, why did he reach out again, wanting to take it back?

It's just that before he thought about it, he felt something approaching his lips.

He lowered his eyes and looked down, and what he saw was a pair of chopsticks holding a piece of meat that had been sauced.

He looked up along that line of sight, and saw the young man's slender, white and tender hand, skipping the long arm, and then the young man's bewitching and somewhat indiscriminate face behind the misty mist.

He was slightly taken aback.

The boy's behavior was sudden.

It's something he never thought of.

But things like being fed by a boy...

Yang Moyan opened his mouth and bit off the food in front of him.

This feeling is also not bad.

Lin Zhaoxia watched the person on the opposite side eat the food she put on her lips, and smiled even more happily.

It's the same feeling as Yang Moyan's, but the difference is that Lin Zhaoxia feels that feeding Young Master Yang, the inexplicable feeling of being fed, is really a very good feeling.

At this time, everything in the hot pot was almost ready. Lin Zhaoxia looked for the button under the table and turned down the temperature of the only heater.

Then I started to eat the things in the hot pot.

She prefers spicy food, but under the control of a certain young master, she didn't eat too much, and was even forced to eat a lot of clear soup.

That dull feeling made Lin Zhaoxia swear that she would never come out to eat hot pot with Young Master Yang again next time!

At the end of the meal, the food was bottomed out, and both of them were full.

Lin Zhaoxia reached out and poured two cups of sour plum soup, and handed one cup to Yang Moyan, who lazily brought the cup to her lips and took a few sips.

(End of this chapter)