MTL - The Nation’s Male God Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 101 My male **** is actually Mu Liang 2
Chapter 101 My male **** is actually Mu Liang 2
"Is it fragrant?" Qiao Xia asked with a smile, the bone soup that had been simmering for an hour was full of fragrance.
Mu Liang looked at her, with a slight smile in her usually indifferent eyes. The little girl's hair was curled up, combed into a bun, and she wore an ear headband. Her skin was fair, her cheeks were rosy, and she looked pink like a happy Ripe peaches are so cute that his face is bleeding.
"fragrant!"
He has always felt that Qiao Xia is both firm and soft. When he is tough, he is like a cold arrow. When he is soft, he is like a ball of cotton, delicate and lovely.
The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and it was extremely warm. Mu Liang, who was wearing a sweater, felt a little hot, so he turned down the temperature of the air conditioner. Qiao Xia prepared two cold dishes, and the two started directly. Mu Liang didn't eat anything at noon. I was also very hungry at night, and it took a long time for my stomach to warm up after eating.
"Why do you want to eat hot pot?"
He rarely makes hot pot at home, it's too troublesome.
Basically, everyone is eating alone. The hot pot needs more people to be good, and there are fewer people, and it looks very deserted.
"Winter is to eat hot pot, how warm it is." Qiao Xia said, "In the past, my mother always made hot pot in winter. My sister and I both loved it. The family had a good time around the dining table. At that time, I was looking forward to eating it every day. hot pot."
Mu Liang didn't feel too sad seeing her mentioning the deceased family members, so she didn't say anything to comfort her.
"I don't know when it will snow this year."
"It's only Christmas, it's still early, and it probably won't snow until mid-January."
"I really want to snow soon."
"Do you like snow?"
"I like it." Qiao Xia said, full of longing, "After the snow falls, the whole city will be silver and white. It looks beautiful. I can also go to build snowmen and go skiing. Not to mention how happy I am."
Mu Liang never thought that she would like snow.
This girl is afraid of the cold.
This hot pot soup base is very suitable for Mu Liang's taste. He was hungry again today, and he finished most of the dishes, and the two of them were full in the end.
After dinner, Qiao Xia cleaned up the kitchen, Mu Liang wanted to help but she pushed her out, "I can come alone."
Qiao Xia has always done things neatly, including tidying up the kitchen, and it was cleaned up in a short while. Mu Liang is lazily hiding on the carpet in the living room, leaning against the sofa, stretching his legs, casual and relaxed.
"Mu Liang, I have something to tell you." Qiao Xia brewed a pot of Shengpu, "I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't have dinner with you."
Mu Liang was resting with his eyes closed. Hearing her words, he opened his eyes. Qiao Xia felt guilty when he saw her. He lowered his head and pursed his lips in a panic. He tilted his head, he didn't know what he was thinking, his expression was indifferent, the gray sweater made him calm and restrained, like a jade Buddha.
"If you don't have anything to show courteousness, it's really either **** or robbery."
Qiao Xia opened her mouth, wanting to cry but without tears, Mu Liang got angry.
what to do?
Qiao Xia's heart was so heavy that she couldn't even utter a word of explanation.
The two broke up unhappy in the end. The warmth of eating hot pot just now seemed to not exist. Qiao Xia felt an indescribable regret.
Mu Liang couldn't understand her mood.
She was afraid...of falling in love with Mu Liang.
So, the subconscious is alienating Mu Liang.
There is someone in Mu Liang's heart, she can feel it, he treats her well, it seems to be a kind of responsibility, a kind of obligation, she doesn't know why, but she starts to rely on him slowly, enjoying such pampering and love.
This is not a good thing.
If you fall in love with Mu Liang, but find that Mu Liang can give her the whole world, but can't give her love, wouldn't you be covered in bruises.
(end of this chapter)