Chapter 137 (1/2)

Huo Beichen, standing in front of the dining table, is not calm.

Can he take back what he just said?

Before he could figure out how to make up for it, the girl who was far away ran to the dining table and picked up a small cage bag excitedly and put it into her mouth.

Huo Beichen swallows the words to her mouth, sits down opposite her, picks up chopsticks at will, eats the rice to be able to see the elegant noble spirit in the bone.

Ning Meng has been used to it for a long time. She opened her chair and sat down. When she was ready to eat, she saw a plate of pickled pickled vegetables beside the porridge.

It's to her taste.

Ning Meng roughly eats a small cage bag and reaches out to take one. The man opposite suddenly stands up and stretches forward, across the table and reaches over with his big hand.

Ning Meng is startled, instinctively retreats, but listens to his command: ”don't move.”

She instantly stretched the body, a pair of beautiful pick on the beautiful eyes, vigilant look at him.

What's the ice for?

In his reverie, his hand touched her left cheek.

Ning Meng seems to be under a fixed body spell, shocked and stunned.

She could feel the dry hand across the corner of her lips. His fingers seemed to be electrified, stimulating every nerve in her skin.

In the room, plain white was tinged with some ambiguity.

When she was so nervous that she nearly choked, the man slowly opened his mouth: ”there are grains of rice.”

He took back his hand, and his dark eyes swept over her, as if wondering, ”what are you so nervous about?”

Ning Meng:!!

The man finished saying this, sat down on his own, picked up the paper towel and wiped off the rice grains on the jade like fingers, and continued to eat elegantly.

Ning Meng's face suddenly turned red. She hurriedly bowed her head to eat to hide her mood.

After glancing at him from the corner of his eyes, he found that the man had a mouthful of porridge and was elegant.

Never pay attention to the image of her, at this moment suddenly feel that they devour the appearance of some disrespectful.

Up to the end of the meal, the two men did not talk, each with a mind.