Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

Tsk, it smells so good.

Half an hour later, Mubai was stopped by his mother as he was picking up the last dish and preparing to go out.

Jiang Shu took the dish from his son's hand: "Okay, okay, I'll take the last dish. You go and ask Lingling to eat!"

Without waiting for Mubai to respond, he opened the curtain and walked out.

Mubai had no choice but to take off his scarf and put it on the stove. He accepted his fate and went to ask the eldest lady to eat.

Jiang Cha was lying on the bed drowsily, when there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Cha's voice had a lazy nasal tone: "Well, come in."

Mubai didn't expect to let him in at the door, so he paused and said, "It's time to eat."

Jiang Cha struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids had a mind of their own.

Mubai stepped back when he originally walked out. He didn't hear the movement inside. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally opened the door: "Then I'm coming in."

As soon as I entered, I saw a small mountain arched under the quilt on the bed.

Mubai walked over softly and said softly, "Get up and eat!"

Seeing that the person on the bed was ignoring him, Mubai wanted to go out and ask his mother to come in and take a look, but Jiang Cha's ankle stretched out from the bed.

Mubai paused as he wanted to walk, and looked at the white feet. Looking up from the feet, Jiang Cha had exposed his entire face.

Mubai swallowed and moved over cautiously. Looking at the sleeping Jiang Cha, a mischievous smile appeared on Jun's face unconsciously.

After looking at the pen on the table, Mubai raised the corners of his mouth.

……

Mubai looked at his masterpiece, put the cap on his pen and couldn't help laughing.

"What took you so long? Haven't you come out yet?"

Suddenly startled by his mother's voice, Mubai stepped back with a guilty conscience.

Jiang Cha was also woken up at this moment, rubbed his eyes and sat up.

Seeing Mu Bai in his room, Jiang Cha, who had just woken up, said in a sweet voice, "What are you doing here!"

Mubai swallowed: "I came to ask you to eat, and you just let me in?"

Jiang Cha, who had just woken up, was a little confused and rubbed his messy head: "Then I'm awake now and I'll be out in a minute."

Mubai got Jiang Cha's approval, opened the door and ran out.

Liuyi looked at Jiang Cha's face, hesitating whether to tell what stupid thing his master had done.

Jiang Cha arranged her hair a little, then opened the door and went out.

Everyone at the dinner table looked at the girl who came out, motionless.

Jiang Cha sat on his seat and looked at all the eyes on the table looking at him: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me? Eat!"

Lanmei opened her mouth and looked at Jiang Shu. The two men, the heads of the family, moved faster to pick up the rice in their bowls.

Mubai took a bite of his rice and said, "Maybe, you look good today."

Jiang Shu glared at his son, and Jiang Cha looked at the hesitant eyes of the two girls and realized something was wrong.

He asked Liuyi in his heart: "Did Mubai do something to me in my room just now?"

The voice of Liuyi was a little nervous: "Master painted something on your face..."

Jiang Cha stood up in a flash and walked quickly to the glass door. There was a turtle on the left side of his face, and a drawing of poop on the right side.

Jiang Cha froze on the spot, and Mu Bai realized that something was wrong.

I put a few chopsticks of food into my bowl and wanted to run back to my room.

Jiang Cha reacted, shouted, and turned around to find the culprit.

Just when he saw Mubai trying to run away, Mubai stopped holding the bowl and smiled at Jiang Cha.

Running towards his room quickly, Jiang Cha lifted his heels.

Watching the two children running away, Jiang Shu calmly picked up some vegetables for Blueberry and said, "Eat, it's okay, it's all normal."

Mu Fang chewed the vegetables: "Yes, Lao Lan, eat it, Mu Fang's cooking is really good."

Blueberry's father was also very generous and ate the food calmly.

Not to mention Blueberry, who looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

in the room.

Jiang Cha sat on the edge of the bed, holding Mubai's neck tightly with his hands: "If you dare to draw on my face, you are dead."

Mubai breathed hard: "It's wrong, wrong, wrong, let me go, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Cha's tear glands suddenly opened. Mu Bai felt water droplets falling on his face and opened his eyes.

The eyes of the person sitting astride him were red, and Mubai panicked: "Why are you crying? Don't cry."

Jiang Cha's tears, which were quite restrained at first, became even more uncontrollable when Mu Bai said this.

The hand on his neck loosened, Mubai sat up, stretched out his hand to wipe the girl's tears, and said softly, "I was wrong, please don't cry."

Mubai looked at Jiang Cha who was crying. He was afraid that people in the classroom would find out, so he hurriedly closed the door.

Looking at Jiang Cha, he said with a helpless expression: "As long as you stop crying, I can do whatever you want."

Ginger Tea instantly suppressed her tears.

A smile instantly appeared on Jiang Cha's face: "You said it, then you want me to draw it back."

Looking at Jiang Cha who was crying freely, Mubai felt that he had been fooled. How could he have seen this scene before? His mother was like this when she cried.

Mubai collapsed.

Mubai sat on the chair with a look of despair, letting Jiang Cha torment his face.

The girl's breath sprayed on his face from time to time, tickling him, and Mubai quickly opened his eyes that were originally closed.

The girl with a smile on her lips looked at him seriously.

Mubai admitted that his heartbeat was really a little faster.

Seeing Jiang Cha so close to him, Mubai subconsciously controlled his breathing, fearing to attract Jiang Cha's attention.

Mubai closed his eyes and didn't think about it, but Jiang Cha's face kept appearing in his mind.

Feeling Jiang Cha's breath spraying on his ears, Mubai opened his eyes suddenly and fell to the ground.

Jiang Cha, who was holding a pen in his hand, blinked and looked at Mubai on the ground: "What are you doing? I haven't finished drawing yet."

Mubai stuttered: "It's been so long. You just draw. Why are you so close?"

Looking at the boy with red-tipped ears, Jiang Cha felt funny in his heart, but it didn't show on his face: "I am just painting seriously, hurry up, I will finish the painting soon."

Mubai got up from his place and refused Jiang Cha's support.

Mubai didn't close his eyes this time, looking straight ahead without blinking.

After a while, Jiang Cha put down his pen with satisfaction, and Mubai wanted to take the small mirror in Jiang Cha's hand.

Jiang Cha avoided Mubai's hand and pulled him to walk out.

Mubai struggled a bit: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Cha chuckled: "Of course I want them to see it. I draw really well, don't be shy."

Just like that, Mubai was pulled out by Jiang Cha. Mubai's heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes in resignation, preparing to accept the ridicule from everyone.

As a result, the ridicule didn't wait, but my mother's voice of admiration came: "Ah, is this painted by Lingling? It's so beautiful."

Mu Fang agreed: "It's really artistic."

Mubai opened his eyes carefully, and everyone on the sofa looked at him in unison.

Is it really as good as the painting?

Mu Fang walked to the glass window and drew an oversized skull head on his face, as well as a flower attached to the head.

Mubai looked at Jiang Cha repressedly, he was indeed very good at painting.

Jiang Cha walked over and looked at Mubai's face with satisfaction: "Yes, it's much prettier than someone else's."

Jiang Cha said good night to Jiang Shu and others in a good mood, and went back to his room humming a song.

Mubai stood by the window and watched the eldest lady return to the room.