Ning Meng stretched his chin.
She stared at the message and typed the word "Like", but she still hadn't pronounced it. Suddenly there was a mechanical voice with emotion in her heart: "Like to eat? Kill it."
There was a stiffness behind her.
So, I changed "like" to "dislike" and was about to send it, and the magic voice appeared in my mind again: "Don't like to eat? Kill it."
Ning Meng: ...
It shouldn't be a tickling hand, so just make excuses and want to kill?
She who has read the book knows that some industries of Huo Beichen are in Southeast Asia, where it is turbulent, and Fei Bai has really contaminated his life.
In his world view, there is no problem with weak meat and strong food. It can't be solved by killing someone.
If there are, then kill two.
Ning Meng struggled for a minute before replying to the news.
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In the villa.
After Huo Beichen sent the message, he did not feel Feibai's tone. When he planned to withdraw the message, the other party returned the message.
Ning Meng: [I don’t actually have a cold for Western food. I prefer Chinese food for breakfast, and a cup of coffee is refreshing after eating.For Chinese food, I like Xiao Long Bao, fried dough sticks, soy milk, millet porridge, and pickled pickles.Dad, do you think this is appropriate?If you feel unsuitable, you can change what you are used to!
Huo Beichen: ...
He raised the corner of his lips, and suddenly found a way to talk.
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Replying to the message, Fei Bai did not reply again, and Ning Meng was relieved.
Half an hour later, the door was buckled.
She came to the door alertly, looked out through the cat's eyes, and found that it was the manor of the manor: "Ma'am, breakfast is here for you."
Ning Meng opened the door and said casually, "Uncle Li, why are you here?"
Opening the door, the first thing that caught my eye was a tall body.
Huo Beichen stood next to the housekeeper, in a tailored tailored suit, set against an exceptionally slender and tall figure, his eyes were drooping, and the delicate facial features showed indifference and alienation. The ink painting is unbearable.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyes, and at the moment when he saw her, there seemed to be a shimmering starlight in his pupil.
Ning Meng was inexplicably stunned, stunned there.
After half a ring, the man said, "Aren't you going to let in?"
At this point, Ning Meng recovered, she gave up her body, Huo Beichen took the lead in, but the housekeeper followed to plan to come in, but Huo Beichen suddenly turned around, took the lunch box, and said: "You go back first."
"Yes, sir."
After the housekeeper left, Huo Beichen went straight to the restaurant.
Put the things inside one by one, and ticked Ning Meng's finger: "Come here."
Ning Meng, who was still standing at the door, looked at the rich breakfast and swallowed.
Why is there a feeling of eating decapitation...
Isn't it a broken WeChat?
She decided to apologize first!
Ning Meng bowed his head to admit his mistake: "Sir, I don't mean that on WeChat. Don't be angry."
Seeing her well-behaved manner, Huo Beichen silently said, "Eat first."
Ning Meng blinked his eyes: "You are not angry, I will eat, otherwise I won't be able to eat~"
In this way, Huo Beichen could only helplessly say: "Not angry."
Ning Meng had to measure in inches: "Really? Then why did I pull you into the group and you quit again?"
Huo Beichen: "...I don't like hilarity."
Ning Meng suddenly said: "It turns out that this is the case. I'm planning to pull you into the group again. Fortunately, I haven't acted yet."
Huo Beichen:???