My telegraph pole says I'm leaving the order

Ji Nuo'an was forced to sit at the dining table, with a pair of chopsticks stuffed in her hands, and she looked helplessly at the bowl of white and round rice in front of her.

Ji Yunjue was coming out of the kitchen, seeing the well-behaved young man at the table, his heart softened, and he quickly walked to the table with the fish soup in his hand to put it down.

"Come, little Nuo'an, try the fish soup made by brother!"

Huang Mao followed behind him, holding two plates of green vegetables in his hands, and sat down bitterly, looking over carefully,

"Brother Jue, I don't like fish..."

"Yes." Ji Yunjue responded indifferently, "Don't eat and get out."

Huangmao: "..." ran away crying, woo woo woo~

Ji Yunjue ignored him, and directly took a small porcelain white bowl from the table to serve the young man with soup, busy with his hands, and kept moving his mouth,

"Little Nuo'an is always hurt these days, no matter where I can see or not, you always don't take care of yourself, especially today," he paused, his face showing a bit of displeasure ,

"You've lost so much blood today, don't you feel any pain? Even if you're not afraid of pain, your body must be uncomfortable, so you can't eat greasy things these days,"

He naturally put the bowl in front of the boy,

"Therefore," he looked at Ji Nuo'an seriously, "we can only eat vegetables and fish soup these few days, it's your punishment, understand?"

Hearing this, the young man lowered his head and did not speak. His lowered eyelids covered his dark pupils. Looking at the fish soup in front of him, he always felt a fishy smell coming straight to his nostrils.

eat vegetables...

drink fish soup...

Ji Nuo'an pursed her lips, raised her head aggrieved, her voice was small and waxy,

"Mr. Ji..."

Ji Yunjue: "..." Don't think that being cute can solve the problem!

Ji Nuoan looked at him pitifully and did not speak,

Ji Nuoan looked at him pitifully and blinked,

Ji Nuoan looked at him pitifully, then pursed her lips again,

"Mr. Ji, I don't like fish soup..."

Ji Yunjue: "..." Well, being cute can indeed solve the problem...

He forced himself to divert his gaze, coughed in a concealed manner, his eyes were a little erratic,

"Don't Xiao Nuo'an like fish soup?"

The boy trembled his eyelashes, his voice was weak,

"Um……"

After answering, he pursed his lower lip a little bit aggrievedly, his voice was soft and messy,

"I'm a picky eater," the boy said with a disturbed voice, "Isn't that awesome..."

Listening to his voice, Ji Yunjue involuntarily turned his eyes to the young man's bright red lips, swallowed,

Hey!

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down,

"how could be?"

The man who was teased by the boy gently leaned over to comfort him,

"Little Nuo'an has always been the best in Mr. Ji's heart!"

Huang·Single Dog·Mao silently pawing rice beside him...

He straightened up silently, took out his mobile phone silently, and took a picture silently,

The handsome pot with yellow hair: photos

The handsome man with yellow hair: Aunt Ji, I will give you an internal response, please stop yelling at my mother, okay? /cry/cry

Pick a beauty of the week:? ? ?

Pick a beauty for a week: Zhou Zerui, you worthless and unfilial son!

What the hell!

Huang Mao's heart skipped a beat,

Made a mistake!

The handsome pot with yellow hair withdraws a message

The handsome pot with yellow hair withdraws a message

Huang Mao couldn't care less about the two people who were tired and crooked, and felt uneasy, and typed a word with trembling fingers,

The handsome pot with yellow hair: Mom?

Then I saw the familiar red exclamation mark.

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Huangmao: Beautiful!