What made the braised pork rice even more annoying was that it gave out the braised pork rice, and it hid in the hostess' arms for comfort. Why did it feel that the gaze that wanted to kill it had not yet taken away from it?

It seemed that he finally discovered the reason why the braised pork rice was really not eaten. Mo Ruchu raised her eyes and glared at Qin Keshu fiercely, and planned to get up and go back to the room with the braised pork rice in her arms.

Qin Keshu seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. After seeing her intention, he took the lead in calling her before she could leave.

"Not as good as the first one!"

“…”

She doesn't want to pay attention to him, can she? She doesn't even have the desire to speak, can she? Why can someone be overbearing, can be ostentatious, can be so bad? Why? Don't even let a dog that belongs to her go?

"Not as good as the first one!"

"President Qin, please tell me if you have anything to do, okay? My dog ​​is hungry, but obviously, you are too noble, and looking at my dog ​​and sitting on the same table with you, it really makes it difficult for you to swallow, so we don't plan to affect your appetite. We plan to eat somewhere else, so this will not get in the way of you anymore, right?"

“…”

Qin Keshu didn't know how much willpower he had used to suppress all his anger and not lose his temper at this damn woman. He let himself take a few deep breaths before slowly getting up, walked to her side, pressed her to sit down again, and carefully picked up the braised pork rice in her arms.

So gentle, so soft and...fake!

He gently held the braised pork rice with one hand, and picked up the plate of braised pork rice with the other hand, placed the braised pork rice on the edge of the dining table, and went on the chair that was farthest from them. He watched it finally start eating, and then walked back to her again.

As if to refute what she had just said, he even pulled open the chair where he had just been alone in the braised pork rice, and then sat down in Mo Ruchu's slightly surprised expression.

"Okay, it's eating, and now, we're eating too."

“…”

Well, Mo Ruchu feels that he is a little unable to digest the current situation!

This is not like it! This is really not like Qin Keshu!

And what is going on now? What are his mentality? Wesley just took her out for a night, and he would break a rib...

So what about her? Will her humble identity be punished even more unbearable later? So now Qin Keshu's gentle and gentle actions are just signs of the storm?

"Mo Ruchu, let's have a meal with peace of mind, okay?"

Qin Keshu raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her with a look of alertness, and felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart!

It really corresponds to the saying, can't you survive if you commit suicide? So now, when she sees him, she is like a mouse or a cat, and even more powerful than this. Her face full of vigilance, such distrust, and such... heart stings slightly! Qin Keshu, aren't these things all self-proclaimed? Who can he blame?

"It's not impossible to eat, but Qin Keshu... can you stop acting? What are you going to do to me? Can you come directly at me? I'm not such a futile person, I won't be able to bear it, so you don't use these preludes... Um!" What made the braised pork rice even more annoying was that it gave up the braised pork rice, and it hid in the hostess' arms for comfort. Why did it feel that the gaze that wanted to kill it had not yet taken away from it?

It seemed that he finally discovered the reason why the braised pork rice was really not eaten. Mo Ruchu raised her eyes and glared at Qin Keshu fiercely, and planned to get up and go back to the room with the braised pork rice in her arms.

Qin Keshu seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. After seeing her intention, he took the lead in calling her before she could leave.

"Not as good as the first one!"

“…”

She doesn't want to pay attention to him, can she? She doesn't even have the desire to speak, can she? Why can someone be overbearing, can be ostentatious, can be so bad? Why? Don't even let a dog that belongs to her go?

"Not as good as the first one!"

"President Qin, please tell me if you have anything to do, okay? My dog ​​is hungry, but obviously, you are too noble, and looking at my dog ​​and sitting on the same table with you, it really makes it difficult for you to swallow, so we don't plan to affect your appetite. We plan to eat somewhere else, so this will not get in the way of you anymore, right?"

“…”

Qin Keshu didn't know how much willpower he had used to suppress all his anger and not lose his temper at this damn woman. He let himself take a few deep breaths before slowly getting up, walked to her side, pressed her to sit down again, and carefully picked up the braised pork rice in her arms.

So gentle, so soft and...fake!

He gently held the braised pork rice with one hand, and picked up the plate of braised pork rice with the other hand, placed the braised pork rice on the edge of the dining table, and went on the chair that was farthest from them. He watched it finally start eating, and then walked back to her again.

As if to refute what she had just said, he even pulled open the chair where he had just been alone in the braised pork rice, and then sat down in Mo Ruchu's slightly surprised expression.

"Okay, it's eating, and now, we're eating too."

“…”

Well, Mo Ruchu feels that he is a little unable to digest the current situation!

This is not like it! This is really not like Qin Keshu!

And what is going on now? What are his mentality? Wesley just took her out for a night, and he would break a rib...

So what about her? Will her humble identity be punished even more unbearable later? So now Qin Keshu's gentle and gentle actions are just signs of the storm?

"Mo Ruchu, let's have a meal with peace of mind, okay?"

Qin Keshu raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her with a look of alertness, and felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart!

It really corresponds to the saying, can't you survive if you commit suicide? So now, when she sees him, she is like a mouse or a cat, and even more powerful than this. Her face full of vigilance, such distrust, and such... heart stings slightly! Qin Keshu, aren't these things all self-proclaimed? Who can he blame?
Chapter completed!