Chapter 122 When Mo Mi and Jiang Han walked into the villa hall on Crazy Night, Xia Cao had already prepared dinner. Although the dishes were not rich, they were enjoyable and full of color, fragrance and taste.

"Mi, Han, are you two back together?" Xia Cao came out of the kitchen with a bowl of tomato and egg hot pot. Seeing them entering the door together, he asked happily with a beautiful smile.

"Yes." The two of them nodded together, walked towards her with a smile, and helped prepare the meal together.

After the meal was ready, both of them wanted to sit next to Xia Cao, and they didn't sit in so many positions, but they just wanted to sit next to Xia Cao, like a flowerbed messenger.

They sit next to themselves, one left and one right, and sometimes there will be ambiguous physical contact when picking up food.

Xia Cao seemed to have seen through their thoughts. She could tolerate all these things, smiled faintly, and naturally started to eat casually.

"Xiacao, the dishes you cooked are so delicious, I have a big appetite." When eating, Jiang Han did not forget to praise her, nor did he forget to pick up the dishes in her bowl attentively, "Xiacao, eat some of this, this one will grow meat."

"Haha, um." She nodded and smiled and ate a piece of refried meat he had grabbed in the bowl.

Of course, Mo Mi was not idle at all. When eating gracefully, she would also rush to pick up food for her, "Hehe, summer grass, eating more green leafy vegetables is good for the body, and this is also very nutritious."

"Yeah, thank you." Xia Cao accepted it one by one with a smile.

"Xia Cao, we don't have to say thank you." He raised his eyebrows ambiguously at her and said, "As your man, I care about you, care about you, pick up food for you, and ask you about your well-being are all things I should do." Look, this man's mouth is really sweet.

"Xia Cao, there is no need to say thank you between you and me." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Han grinned and said these lovely words to Xia Cao as if he was like this. "I am also your man. It is appropriate to pick up food for you, care for you, love you, and not let anyone bully you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Mi immediately looked at him with contempt and said the facts word by word, "Han, learn from me."

Jiang Han didn't admit it, raised his thick eyebrows and said with confidence: "Who learned from you? All the words I said are my original works. Don't slander people."

"Uh..." Mo Mi was speechless.

Didn’t these two guys be so good before? Why do you always get arrogant at this moment?

Looking at the confrontation between them, Xia Cao felt funny and couldn't help but chuckled twice, "Haha 7e"

"Xia Cao, why are you laughing at?" Mo Mi asked unhappily with a deep and handsome face.

Jiang Han also wanted to know why she was laughing, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and turned her head to look at her without turning around.

"Haha, I didn't laugh at anything." She tried her best to hold back her smile and shook her head. She thought to herself that she would not be so stupid to say that it was because she saw them breaking up and fighting, so she couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Isn't laughing at anything?" Mo Mi didn't believe it, and narrowed her eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

"I really didn't laugh at anything." She just refused to admit that in order to divert their attention, she picked up chopsticks and picked up food in his and Jiang Han's bowls, "It's almost time to eat, and the food is not delicious when it's cold."

She picked up food into their bowls, which seemed to be something she had never done before.

At this time, the two old men were a little flattered and felt very sweet. They no longer asked her why she was laughing just now. They both smiled with their eyebrows and tasted with relish.

When he was halfway through the meal, Mo Mi remembered something, glanced at Jiang Han, stared at Xia Cao's pretty face, and asked with a smile: "Xia Cao, Han said today that you called him and said on the phone that he had more advantages than me and Nuodu, and he also said that you told him on the phone that you loved him, right?"

"..." Xia Caozhen didn't expect that he would suddenly ask about this. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Haha, Xia Cao, don't be afraid, don't be shy, say it boldly." Jiang Han cheered her at this time, hugging her round little shoulder happily, "You really said to me on the phone today, don't be embarrassed to admit it, haha..."

Alas, should we admit it?

Xia Cao was puzzled and thought to himself, if he admitted it, he would offend Mo Mi and Ouyang Nuo, offend two people, and offend one person, why didn’t he choose to offend one person?

After thinking about it, she thought it would be better to offend someone. Looking at Jiang Han's proud smile, she said to Mo Mite innocently: "Miss, I called Han today, but I didn't say on the phone that his advantages are more than you and Noor, nor did I say on the phone that I love him."

"Ah? Xia Cao, why don't you dare admit it?" Hearing her words, Jiang Han was greatly hit. His handsome face was sometimes black and sometimes white. His thick eyebrows were deeply frowned. The corners of his firm mouth twitched sometimes, and a sad expression with extreme pain was revealed to the fullest, "Xia Cao, you... have disappointed me so much."

"Haha 7e" Mo Mi gloated and smiled and looked at him with contempt, "Han, Xia Cao said so, you have nothing to say, right? Haha, still remember what we said in the garage?"

"..." He had nothing to say. At this time, Jiang Han only felt that his heart was so painful, as if there was a big hole in that place because of what Xia Cao said.

Xia Cao saw his hurt expression.

To be honest, she felt uncomfortable when she saw him, a man who was not afraid of such an expression, and wanted to comfort him immediately. However, because there was Mo Mi next to her, she could not bear it, but she still endured it. She turned her head and stopped looking at his hurt expression, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate the meal as if nothing had happened.

Mo Mi looks feminine and handsome, but the heart under his skin is definitely a vicious and dark type. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he stood up and hooked up at Jiang Han, then left the dining table, and walked towards the storage room with one hand in his pocket, "Han, hurry up and get the prize."

"..." Jiang Han had nothing to say, and he knew deeply that a big man like him must be willing to accept the loss in order to be successful in the underworld and set a good example for his tens of thousands of younger brothers. So he quickly stood up and followed him with a look of death.

When Xia Cao heard what Mo Mi said, he was puzzled. He looked up at his tall back as he followed and asked loudly in confusion: "Han, what big prize do you have to go to the storage room to receive?"

Well, this person who has no conscience and dares to be a dead woman who is not strong enough to be a dead woman, so why don’t you ask?

Jiang Han was so angry that he glared at him, and he turned around and glared at her angrily, and said coldly: "This is the secret between us men. As a woman, you don't need to know." The voice fell, and he accelerated his pace and followed Mo Mi into the storage room.

After closing the door of the storage room blocked Xia Cao's vision, Mo Mi immediately punched and kicked Jiang Han without any mercy...

"Uh 7e 7e uh 7e uh 7e" Jiang Han was willing to accept the loss. No matter how he beat him, he did not fight back. He just held his head and screamed miserably, "Uh 7e fanatic, be gentle, uh..."

“瀚,你没有听说过打是亲骂是爱吗?”好久没有如此畅快的打人了,莫迷是越大越上瘾,什么招式都通通的用上,“我越是用力的打你揍你,就表明我对你的兄弟情,越是浓重,你就好好的接受吧.”声落,一拳重重的打向他俊酷的面门.

"Uh 7e" In an instant, the nosebleed was full of blood, "Mo Mi, you dead fox, have you shot out my nosebleed..." Wuwu, Jiang Han wanted to cry a little.

"Han, hitting someone means bleeding to get strong." Mo Mi became happier and happier as she spoke happily. When she fists and feet were not paused at all, "Look at the move." Another fist hit him in the face.

"Uh 7e" Jiang Han was beaten up badly, "Uh 7e hurts so much 7e..."

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Half an hour later, Mo Milili's fashionable clothes walked out of the storage room in high spirits and walked towards the summer grass with a charming smile on his face.

Xia Cao had no idea what happened to him and Jiang Han in the storage room. After he sat beside him, he raised his head and looked at the direction of the storage room, glanced at his handsome face with a bright look, and asked in confusion: "Miss, what did you and Han do in the storage room?"

"Haha, I didn't do anything. I just gave Han a political class in the storage room." Mo Mi said with a smile without any guilt, "Xia Cao, come on, you can eat some more of this, this is delicious."

At this time, Xia Cao was still thinking about Jiang Han's injured expression in his mind. He had no appetite at all. He reluctantly ate the dish he had picked up, and looked at the direction of the storage room again, "I'm confused, you've come out, why haven't Han come out yet?"

"Oh, hehe, Han knew that lying was wrong, and he was alone in front of the wall to think about his mistakes." Mo Mi's lies were so exquisite, "Xia Cao, come, let's continue to eat, after dinner, we will wash the dishes together."

"..." She was always a little uneasy, always a little guilty, and forcedly smiled, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started to eat supper silently.

…

Mo Mi kept his word. After dinner, he not only cleaned the table with Xia Cao, but also went to the kitchen to wash dishes with Xia Cao.

Xia Cao always thought about Jiang Han in his heart. When he thought of his hurt expression, he could not relieve himself. He was a little absent-minded when cleaning the kitchen and washing dishes.

After washing two bowls, she thought for a while and said to Mo Mi with a faint smile: "Mi, you can wash the bowls and chopsticks first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Mo Mi nodded with a smile on her eyebrows, "Okay, go." She was in a very good mood. After seeing her turn and walk out of the kitchen, she also hummed a love song while washing dishes diligently, "Whenever I hear the melancholy movement, I evoke the wounds of memories, every time I see the white moonlight, I think of your face... Who makes me sad? 7e who makes me care about you... I love you 7e how clear it is how strong it is. 7e I love you 7e how warm it is. What a brave power... Love is a kind of faith brings me to your side..." ("Faith" Zhang Xinzhe)

Walking out of the kitchen, Xia Cao did not go to the bathroom, but walked towards the storage room, gently walked to the door of the storage room, and gently pushed open the door, "Han, are you still inside?"

The lamp in the storage room is orange-yellow, with a lot of debris piled up inside, presenting many shadows, inevitably giving people a dim, ambiguous, dangerous and gloomy feeling.

Jiang Han squatted in a shadow near the inside, still feeling angry and annoyed in his heart. He heard her voice and couldn't stop the fire. "Xia Cao, get out of here. The speed of light is fast, get out of here. I don't want to see you now."

"Han7e" Hearing him say this, Xia Cao suddenly felt that his heart was hit by a hammer, and he felt really uncomfortable. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while. She closed the door of the storage room and walked in with a shameless look, slowly walked to him with a sorry look and a sorry heart.

Jiang Han knew that his cool face was beaten out of shape by the cruel and ruthless guy Mo Mi. When she was about to walk in front of him, she not only lowered her head quickly, but also quickly covered her face with her hands. Why did she do this? It was just because he didn't want her to see his ugly appearance in a mess at this time.

Xia Cao slowly squatted in front of him, looking at him at the behavior of lowering his head and covering his face with his hands at close range, frowned and asked in a very confusion: "Han, why do you have to cover your face with your hands?"

"..." He did not answer.

"Are you crying?" Xia Cao asked quickly again. When he asked this, he felt very uncomfortable, thinking that it was cold rain.

"Stop talking nonsense, I, Jiang Han, am a man who stands tall and strong. No matter what happens, I won't cry." He immediately said angrily, completely forgetting the time when he went to the bunker with Ouyang Nuo and Mo Mi to save her Xia Cao. When she closed her eyes and fell into a coma, he thought she was dead and cried loudly.

Xia Cao didn't know that he was crying so hard because of himself. When he said this, she would believe it without hesitation, smile and patiently say: "Since you are not crying, then put down your hand and let me take a good look at you, okay?"

"...Not good." He hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly he couldn't help but say in a little crying voice, "Xia Cao, I'm very ugly now, not handsome at all, not cool at all, and not good-looking at all. You will be scared when you see it."

"How could it be?" Xia Cao didn't believe it at all, and continued to lobby him with love and patience, "Han, no, put down his hand and let me see."

She is so gentle. What men can’t stand the most is the gentleness of women.

Gentleness seems to be the only way to deal with men.

Finally, Jiang Han slowly put down his hand covering his face, slowly raised his head, and looked at her in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Ah?" Xia Cao was surprised when he saw his bruised nose and swollen face, and his eyes widened. "Han, how could you be like this? Who did you beat me?"

"Mo Mi beat that dead fox." He said embarrassedly, raised his hand and carefully touched the swollen part on his face. "Uh, Xia Cao, I didn't lie to you, I'm so ugly at this time." Haha, the man also cared about his appearance in front of the woman he liked.

Xia Cao felt sorry for him, slowly raised his little hand, gently stroked his swollen face, with a smile, and said tenderly: "Han, no matter what you become, you will always be the most handsome, coolest and most beautiful man in my mind."

"Xia Cao, you are lying again." He felt angry again when he remembered that she dared not admit to Mo Mi that she said to him on the phone about loving him.

"Han, I didn't lie to you." Her gentle and beautiful smile, her big watery eyes, faintly burst into tears, "Have you ever seen the movie "Monster Shrek"?"

"..." He didn't say anything because he hadn't seen it, but he was embarrassed to answer that he hadn't seen it, because he was afraid that he would lose his face if he told the truth.

"Everyone says Shrek is ugly, but I think Shrek is super handsome."

"..." He was still silent, thinking in his heart that if you have the chance, you must take out the movie and have a good look.

"Han, why did Mi hit you?" Xia Cao suddenly asked this key question.

Uh, Xia Cao, are you still embarrassed to ask?

When Jiang Han mentioned this question, he was very angry, "It's not because of you."

"Because of me?" She was puzzled. "Why?"

"I have agreed with the fan in the garage. If I say panic, I will be willing to let him beat him. If I tell the truth, he will be beaten me. Uh, how could you not admit it. The fan believed that I was lying, so I beat me up." He was so angry.

"..." Xia Cao understood and felt guilty towards him in his heart. "Han, I'm sorry, I don't admit it because I'm afraid that the two of them will join forces to squeeze you."

"Xia Cao, are you not admitting it because you are considering me?" Hearing these words, most of the anger in his heart disappeared.
To be continued...