What? Playing games can also save your husband

Luo Junche sat on the sofa, staring at the large box of fried chicken he had thrown on the coffee table and fell into deep thought.

Why didn't he refuse?

Or just throw it away?

But isn't it bad to waste food?

Not as good as...

He ate all the fried chicken himself, leaving her with a pile of bones. I'm sure she'll have a very interesting look on her face.

Luo Junche's eyes lit up and he slowly extended his claws towards the box of fried chicken.

But when he stretched out his hand halfway, he immediately pulled it back.

No, no, no.

He can't be so self-indulgent, otherwise the two hours of exercise he just had would be wasted.

After all the struggle, the box of fried chicken, like a hot potato, was still lying there unharmed, waiting for its owner's favor.

Mo Chen leaned against the elevator and browsed his phone for a while. Feeling that Tao Ling should be leaving at about the same time, he immediately took the elevator upstairs.

The fried chicken she had been craving for wouldn't be crispy any later.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Luo Junche, open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"

"Don't hide in there and keep silent! I know you're home!"

Hearing the deafening noise at the door, Luo Junche frowned and hurried over to open the door. He stuck his head out and looked around for a moment, and seeing that there was no one else, he grabbed Mo Chen's arm and pulled her in.

Looking at Mo Chen's disapproving face, he complained angrily, "What are you crazy about! What if other people hear it? You haven't been on the trending search for a long time, you feel uncomfortable, right!"

"Let go! You're pulling me so hard that it hurts." Mo Chen struggled to free his arm from Luo Yunche's grasp, pouted, and said unhappily, "What are you afraid of? I've observed it, it's very safe."

"I won't talk to you anymore, where's my fried chicken!" Mo Chen pushed away the guy blocking his way and looked around his room, his nose moving, searching for the fragrance of food.

When her eyes fell on the coffee table, her eyes suddenly lit up. She jumped over happily and squatted beside the coffee table without caring about her image.

"My dear fried chicken, I miss it so much." Mo Chen couldn't wait to open the takeaway package, quickly put on gloves, picked up a piece of fried chicken covered with sauce, and took a big bite.

This impatience made Luo Junche look very upset.

The corners of his eyebrows twitched, and he walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the woman opposite him who didn't care about her image, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? Has your assistant abused you?" He swallowed, a little scared.

Mo Chen raised her head and glanced at him with dissatisfaction, as if blaming Luo Junche for disturbing her enjoyment of the food.

Mo Chen did not speak immediately. She first ate the chicken wing in her hand clean, then put the bone aside, and then began to answer his question.

"I'm already hungry at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. All I ate at noon was grass, which didn't make me hungry at all. I relied on my willpower to get through the afternoon!"

Mo Chen rolled his eyes and felt like life was hopeless when he thought about his experience in the afternoon.

So that's why. No wonder the air pressure in Mo Chen was so low in the afternoon.

Now we know the reason, but it's a little unexpected.

Based on his understanding of Mo Chen, he knew that she would never let herself be wronged. However, he did not expect that she would be controlled so strictly by her own assistant and she did not dare to resist directly. He was too cowardly.

After explaining to Luo Yunche, Mo Chen threw herself into the battle again. She ate the food in front of her with relish. Since she had been squatting, her feet became sore while she was eating, so she simply sat down on the ground, completely disregarding her image.

The woman opposite was eating with great relish, and Luo Junche was actually attracted by her gaze.

Is it so delicious?

Luo Yunche swallowed his saliva, which made him feel like eating.

What a woman! Why would she run into his room and poison him so late at night?

Right!

Why did she come to him? She acted like she knew him so well.

When did their relationship get to this point, coming to each other's room in the middle of the night for a midnight snack?

Thinking of this, Luo Junche couldn't help but feel a little weird. He looked at the heartless woman sitting on the ground and asked in confusion, "Why did you come to my place? Why don't you go back to your own room?"

"Didn't I just happen to run into you in the elevator? It's not easy to be discovered here." Mo Chen grinned at him.

She originally planned to go back to her room, but Tao Ling suddenly came to find her. Mo Chen was afraid that she would come back to attack her again, so she didn't want to go back.

And Luo Yunche just happened to bump into him, so isn't this a ready-made place to go?

He was right in front of her. She could go back to her room with just one step. After eating, she could just throw the garbage here without having to destroy it herself.

And maybe I can take this opportunity to get closer to him, which is a good idea that kills three birds with one stone.