Chapter 64 Ginger Is Still Old and Spicy

Mu Beiting frowned and remained silent.

Mu Chenzhou showed off proudly.

After eating another bowl of noodles, Mu Chenzhou couldn't hold it anymore, and his whole body was not well.

Su Xiangwan suddenly realized at this moment, and said to Mu Beiting, "Oh, by the way, why did I forget, there's still a bowl in the pot!"

Hearing the sound, Mu Chenzhou obviously spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

How come?

Could it be that Goddess Wan Wan has a surprisingly large appetite?

Or that she fed his brother like a pig.

Su Xiangwan turned around and ran into the kitchen, not seeing Mu Beiting's slightly raised lips.

A few minutes later, Su Xiangwan came out again with a bowl of noodles, and was about to hand it to Mu Beiting, but Mu Chenzhou took another bowl, forcing himself to continue eating.

No matter what, he can't let his brother taste the craftsmanship of his goddess today. This is his heaviest revenge for selling his ten supercars!

Ten minutes later, the last bowl of noodles bottomed out.

Mu Chenzhou felt a little nauseous, and felt that it was difficult for him to even breathe.

Su Xiangwan's small mouth opened slightly into the shape of the word "oh", this Mu Chenzhou...is too edible...

You know, she cooks more noodles than two men.

Swallowing his saliva lightly, he said softly, "Mu Beiting..."

Mu Beiting turned to look at her, and hit me softly: "Huh?"

"It must be very expensive for your family to raise him..."

The corners of Mu Beiting's lips hooked slightly, but Mu Chenzhou almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

When it was over, he just thought about grabbing noodles. But forget to maintain their own image.

Now... will the goddess think that he is not elegant at all.

Just when he regretted it in time, there was a knock on the door.

Su Xiangwan turned to open the door, and as soon as the door opened, Shang Wen brought a few maids to bring all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables.

"This is……?"

Mu Beiting got up and said, "I thought the noodles were not nutritious, so I asked someone to bring over some ingredients."

Hearing this, Mu Chenzhou spurted out a mouthful of old blood, rolled his eyes, and almost passed out.

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An hour later, there were a few more home-cooked dishes on the table.

Mu Beiting moved the food slowly, with an elegant posture, not in a hurry.

Mu Chenzhou held the chopsticks, but he couldn't eat a single bite.

The noodles just reached his throat, and he would throw up if he took another bite.

I hate him for leaving so many meals without eating, why he has to eat so many noodles.

Mu Beiting, you definitely did it on purpose.

When he remembered that Mu Beiting snatched the noodles he had eaten just now, Mu Chenzhou finally realized that he clearly wanted to kill him with malicious intentions, and now he ate alone.

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy.

you are vicious.

Sensing Mu Chenzhou's gaze, Mu Beiting's thin lips curled up slightly: "Shen Zhou, eat more. You can eat so much at ordinary times. Could it be that Wan Wan's cooking skills are not to your liking."

Mu Chenzhou wanted to die now, and winked at Mu Beiting.

Brother, don't you know that people will really be stretched to death?

Mu Beiting's eyes were deep: It's best to hold on to death, it's over once and for all.

Su Xiangwan didn't notice the flirting between the two of them, but he really thought that Mu Chenzhou was good at eating, so he couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Shenzhou, is it because the dishes I cook don't suit your taste?"

"No...of course not!"

With that said, Mu Chenzhou took a mouthful of vegetables and put them into his mouth.

After chewing a few times, before I swallowed it completely, I felt my stomach churning.

Throwing down the chopsticks, turning around and rushing out the door.

Mu Beiting slowly raised the corners of his lips, and the eyesore finally left.