The End of the Emperor's Industry

He picked up his jaw: "I see, I'd better stay with you... from now on..."

"No..." He still decided.

"Why?" He frowned: "Mo Bai, you are too heartless..."

Seeing this, he pushed away the lean meat porridge in front of him, got up and walked to the side, and said coldly: "Since you think I'm heartless, then don't come to me again in the future, Gu Xiaoyu, you are really annoying, I'm afraid I'll hate you again..."

He said this, and when he heard it, he had to compromise. "What you say is what it is, as long as you don't see me in the future, I think, I should be able to bear it..."

He also stood up, walked in front of him with lean meat porridge, scooped up a small spoon, blew on it, and handed it to his lips. "I'll feed you..." He frowned, his cheeks flushed slightly.

He turned his face to one side. "Don't...you put it there, I'll eat it myself later..." he said.

"No..." He vetoed it. "Who knows if you will throw away the things I made, no, I don't worry, now, I will feed you..." The exquisite rice spoon in his hand moved closer to his lips for a few minutes .

Helpless, he had no choice but to open his mouth and let him feed. Although he felt uncomfortable, but he was so persistent, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse again.

Just like this, he was fed by him, and when he turned around to wash his face, he grabbed his wrist.

"Wait a minute..." he said.

He tilts his head. "What's wrong?" He looked puzzled.

He smiled slightly, and put his lips close to his beautiful face. He thought that he was going to plot evil against him again, and raised his hands ready to attack, but he didn't expect that he raised his sleeve to wipe the rice grains from the corner of his mouth for him. "Look at you, what a waste..." After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, and his tense mind suddenly relaxed. Just as he turned to leave, he pulled his hand away again. block.

"What are you doing?" His tone was full of impatience.

"You sit here and rest, I'll get you some water..." he laughed.

"No need, I..." When he said this, Mo Bai instantly felt a little ashamed.

"You are so thin, what can you carry? Be obedient..." After saying that, he insisted on walking away.Looking at his receding back, Mo Bai sighed deeply, he really didn't expect that such a cynical Gu Xiaoyu would have such a gentle side, he was really flattered.

However, his departure also left Mo Bai with a gap to start. Thinking of this, time was running out, and Mo Bai had no time to worry, so he hurriedly took out the soul-destroying incense in his sleeve, and poured it into another bowl of lean meat. In porridge.

Only this time, whether it was because of being too nervous or for some other reason, he felt inexplicably numb and empty in his heart, as well as frightened and frightened.

Gu Xiaoyu came, with a basin of water in his hand, a towel hanging on his shoulder, with a happy expression on his face, without the majesty of an emperor, he looked like an ordinary man, and he bowed his knees like that, as if everything he did , It's all to please someone, a little spineless, but it's also moving.

After Mo Bai cleaned his face, he began to change the subject.

"Gu Xiaoyu..." he shouted.

"Huh?" He replied while hanging the towel on the rack next to the bed.

"Then...you must be hungry too, and the lean meat porridge will go cold if you don't eat it...so..." He hesitated.After all, what you do is harmful, it is not honorable, and it is natural to have a guilty conscience.

"You are so hesitant to talk about caring about me, you, you, you are so cute..." He smiled, turned around, took the lean meat porridge, and sat down beside the bed. "However, I still like your duplicity all the time..."

He gave him a blank look. "I don't care about your liking..." He glanced at him and said, "Why are you so awkward with me after breakfast..."

"I'm not being awkward with you!" He quickly explained: "I just don't want to suffer..." He reached out and handed the porridge bowl in front of Mo Bai.

"What are you doing..." Mo Bai glanced at him and said, "Don't play tricks..."

"How can I play tricks? I want you to feed me..." His tone was soft and coquettish.Just like a child.

"Where's your own hand?" He scorned, "I'll feed you after it's broken..."

"You're really impersonal..." He pursed his lips, "How should I say, I fed you just now..."

He still didn't give him a good color. "That's what you voluntarily..." He was full of confidence.

"If you don't feed me, I won't eat. I'm so hungry and dizzy, ah..." He complained to himself: "It's really pitiful... so cruel and ruthless Mo Bai..."

"Ah..." Seeing him like this, he was really helpless, sighed, then took the bowl and spoon from his hand, scooped a mouthful and handed it to his mouth. "Open your mouth..."

"Ah..." He opened his mouth, but he couldn't help hesitating.