114. A little smile makes him lose his soul *Error

Mu Zijin didn't speak, Mingke didn't speak, turned his face away and ignored his gradually warming eyes, and looked up at the street not far away.

There are still so many cars and people are still so lively, but her heart is barren, and her future seems to be more and more gray. When will the sunshine that belongs to her come?

After thinking about it for a while, the mobile phone in the bag suddenly rang. When she took it out, she saw that it was Xiao Xiang. She answered the phone. Xiao Xiang kept asking where she was and who she was with. The tone was like It's like dealing with an ignorant child.

Ming Ke finally couldn't help but smiled lightly. That smile was soft and casual. Mu Zijin, who was sitting on the side, saw it inadvertently, his eyes sank again, staring at her lips and it didn't take long for the corners of his lips to rise before disappearing without a trace. The trace smiled, and for a moment I didn't know what I was thinking.

Mingke told Xiao Xiang that she was not with Bei Mingxun, but with Mu Zijin. Xiao Xiang was a little embarrassed again, hoping that she would be with Bei Mingxun, and that Mu Zijin was also good.

Not knowing what she said, Ming Ke hurriedly hung up the phone. When he just hung up, the clerk happened to deliver the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

It's not that Mu Zijin has never eaten preserved egg and lean meat porridge, but he has never eaten rice that is so big and uneven at all. Even the meat slices and preserved eggs are big and small. Such rough things can really be eaten?

Looking at the porridge Ming Ke brought him, he hesitated a little.

But Mingke ignored him. She was in such a bad mood tonight, and she didn't have much affection for Mu Zijin subconsciously. It was good to be willing to have a few words with him occasionally.

Holding the porridge with a spoon, I didn't know what I was thinking, and I swallowed the porridge before it cooled down.

When Mu Zijin looked at her sideways, he saw the scene where her facial features were entangled with the heat, and he hurriedly took a tissue and brought it to her lips, his voice was softer than before: "Even if you're really hungry, it's cool. If you are so anxious, you deserve to suffer."

Although it is not a pleasant word, the caring in the words can still be heard in the name.

She didn't know when this man started to treat her better, but at this moment, she really felt a little warmth in him, this little warmth, after she was injured by Bei Mingye , suddenly magnified infinitely.

"What? What's wrong?" Seeing that she kept staring at him without blinking, he sank his eyes, suddenly approached her, and said in a low voice, "Did you find that I am more than that guy Bei Mingy ?Good-looking?"

It was just a joke, he wanted to make her happy, he is so old, and he has never had experience in coaxing girls, not to mention, he was not a talkative person, that is, the two times with the name But in the short time, there were more words.

He didn't expect to say this sentence, the girl's face suddenly turned pale again, and a word made her reluctant to say a word to him again.

Stir-fried snails, fermented bean curd macaroni, and pork ribs with salt and pepper were all served up, but Ming Ke only ate a little of each, but she basically ate half of the pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Looking at the table full of dishes, she was holding chopsticks but didn't want to touch any plate. Mu Zijin stared at her and asked, "Are you full?"

She nodded, but was unwilling to put down the chopsticks: " There are so many more, it's a pity to have the rest."

Mu Zijin was slightly startled, looked at her, then looked again...

Looking at the dishes on the table again, I was a little embarrassed.

She was full, but she didn't want to waste it... In fact, he didn't even touch the bowl of porridge on the table, let him eat these messy dishes on the table, he wondered if he would run to the bathroom tonight collapse.

Ming Ke suddenly looked up at him, the two pink lips moved slightly, the voice was dull, and there were signs of becoming more and more dull: "That day, you were willing to eat at school."

He pointed out Jianji trembled invisibly, and lowered her head to meet her gaze, her eyes were still red and swollen, and there seemed to be a thin layer of fog on the bottom of her eyes, as if tears would appear out of thin air with a slight blink.

Such a look... The

pair of chopsticks didn't know when they fell between his fingers, and he glanced at her sideways. Seeing that she was still looking at him innocently, he pursed his lips and tucked the chopsticks into the salt and pepper ribs. At least, this dish looks normal.

As for those so-called fermented bean curds that were fried with snails, fermented bean curd and water spinach, red and green, and the so-called fermented bean curd that was sticky on top of the water spinach... Just one glance, he immediately turned his face away in disgust.

The salt and pepper pork ribs have a heavier taste and look a bit ugly. They seem to be a bit fuzzy, but they are not really hard to swallow in the mouth.

It's just a little salty... Mingke

watched him eat the plate of salt and pepper pork ribs bit by bit, drank cup after cup of tea, and finally after three cups of cold boiled water, he ate a plate of spare ribs completely. net.

Mu Zijin took a tissue and wiped his mouth. He was about to say that if he was full, let's go. Before he could say the words, Mingke's voice rang out softly: "Tonight's snails are very fresh, why don't you try it? Let's go."

He glanced at the snail, and really didn't know what was fresh or not, only that it was full of red, green and green peppers.

"I..." Under her clearly dimmed eyes, the phrase "I don't eat spicy food" was swallowed back into his stomach. He took chopsticks and put it on the snail.

Next to her, her still muffled voice sounded again: "In a place like this, everyone eats directly with their hands."

He lost his chopsticks, pinched one of the snails between his fingers, put it to his lips, and took a deep breath. .

He really didn't know whether the snail meat was fresh or not. He only knew that the spicy taste was really heavy. For a small snail meat, he had to pour two big mouthfuls of tea before pressing down the remaining spicy taste between his lips and teeth.

"This thing..."

"Is it delicious?" Ming Ke pushed the whole plate of snails in front of him, his eyes lit up slightly, with a dash of anticipation: "Eat more."

It was revealed that she was in a bad mood tonight, and people were also lost as if they had no soul. Mu Zijin would definitely think that she was deliberately playing tricks on him.

However, her eyes were still very dim, and the light in the dimness seemed to disappear at any time. In the face of such a name, he could not refuse cruelly.

The consequence of not being able to refuse is to start directly, and put a plate of snails to the lips one by one. The two thin pink lips were so hot that they turned red, as if they could drip blood. He is irresistibly handsome.

Even the girls on the tables around him were staring at him one by one. They felt sorry for the handsome guy being abused, and hoped to see him look even more desolate and pitiful.