作者: Qingqing Zijin 05 機械翻訳
The muscles on Jian Xiaomo's face twitched, but she still sat there calmly eating. This was her home, and he couldn't do anything to her.
As a result, Jian Xiaomo had just taken a mouthful of porridge when she heard a roar coming from the kitchen. "Jian Xiaomo, where's my porridge!"
2With a bang, Long Chenjue threw the pot on the ground. This woman had only made one bowl of porridge for herself, and she hadn't even made it for him.
2Thinking of this, Long Chenjue's face turned livid with anger.
2Jian Xiaomo's facial muscles trembled again. Last night, when she was sleeping, she heard this man say that he wouldn't leave her place, so she didn't cook for him, which was also a way to drive him away.
She pretended to be calm and walked into the kitchen. Jian Xiaomo bent down and was ready to pick up the pot on the ground. She said in a mocking tone, "This is my family's pot."
2Unexpectedly, a hand stretched out in the air and grabbed Jian Xiaomo's arm. "This is also my family's pot."
2Jian Xiaomo looked at Long Chenjue in surprise. How could this man be so thick-skinned?
2Just as Jian Xiaomo was looking at Long Chenjue, Long Chenjue looked at Jian Xiaomo from above and said, "Jian Xiaomo, you are mine. Isn't your fault my fault?" Long Chenjue looked aggressive and unreasonable.
2Jian Xiaomo was stunned. Indeed, it didn't make sense to talk to an unreasonable person. She was about to pull away Long Chenjue's hand when Long Chenjue glared at Jian Xiaomo and said, "Jian Xiaomo, that's enough. Did I mistreat you in the manor?"
2Jian Xiaomo was stunned.
Long Chenjue said again, "I didn't mistreat you, did I? Look at how fat and fair you are now. Your belly is so round, but look at what you, Jian Xiaomo, have done."
2It was his first day living here, and this heartless woman only cooked for herself and let him drink air. Thinking of this, Long Chenjue became angry.
2Jian Xiaomo was speechless. Her round belly was not because of her fat, but because of her baby. As for the rest, this man did treat her well in the manor.
However, she still said with a cold face, "Since you think I'm abusing you, you can leave."
2She did not want him to stay here. He was the one who had shamelessly stayed here.
Long Chenjue's face stiffened.
2At that moment, the door opened with a sound. Jian Xiaomo immediately looked in the direction of the door and saw Ba Luo walking into the house with a lunch box in his hand.
Jian Xiaomo was embarrassed. How many people had keys to her house? It was really not safe for anyone to enter her house.
Moreover, everyone was as casual as if they were in a manor. They did not feel that it was rude to barge into a lady's room.
In fact, when Ba Luo had just opened the door, he had already heard the two of them arguing. So, he stood at the door for a while. When he found out that the two of them were arguing over breakfast, he immediately went to buy breakfast.
It was not a big deal. There was no need to quarrel so much.
Ba Luo placed the breakfast he bought on the table and said to the two of them respectfully, "Young Master, Young Madam, you should eat it while it's hot."
2Long Chenjue was stunned.
Jian Xiaomo looked at Long Chenjue with a mocking smile and said, "Your breakfast is over there."
2As soon as she finished speaking, Long Chenjue suddenly walked towards the dining table. Then, under Jian Xiaomo's dumbfounded gaze, he finished half of Jian Xiaomo's porridge and ate all the dishes that Jian Xiaomo had cooked. He even threatened Jian Xiaomo, "Jian Xiaomo, listen well. If you don't cook for me in the future, you will end up like this!"
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