Chapter 101

The night is deep in the early morning. The moonlight penetrates through the clouds and shines into the room. Dai Yizhi is sleepless in bed.

Rarely can see the moon big and round, she got up from the bed, wearing shoes standing in front of the windowsill, hands pillow under the face, lying on the windowsill, looking at the moon.

Just enjoy the moonlight, the door was suddenly knocked, she looked towards the door.

The knock on the door rhythmically rang a few times and then stopped. She turned around and walked past in her slippers.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw that Mu Chengyan was still awake. She looked up at him and blinked: "Mr. mu, you haven't had a rest yet?"

Mu Chengyan arm on the doorframe, bent over to look at her: "early rest, tomorrow to send you to school."

Dai Yizhi thought that there was something important. She nodded: "good Mr. mu. Mr. Mu also has an early rest. Good night, Mr. mu."

After saying "Mr. Mu" three times in a row, Mu Chengyan suddenly felt that the name was a little harsh. He really wanted to hear her call him something else, ah!

"Anything else?" Dai Yi knows that he seems to have something else to say to himself.

"Go to sleep. Good night." He reached out and patted her on the head, then turned back to the room.

Dai Yi knows what he wants to start from and shouts, "Mr. mu, what would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

Mu Chengyan stopped and looked back at her: "you don't need to get up specially to prepare breakfast. I'll take you out to eat."

"Good."

A night without a dream.

The next morning, after washing up, Dai Yizhi pushed the door out of the room. He didn't notice the slight footsteps. He just took a few steps and ran into Mu Chengyan, who was going to the living room.

Too late to look up, a voice with a smile and ridicule fell down from the top of the head, gently and slowly fell in the ear: "early in the morning in a hurry to throw yourself in the arms?"

Words fall, the laughter sounds bad up, the meaning of ridicule is more strong.

Dai Yizhi stepped back against his chest and raised his eyes. The clear and bright eyes were shining, especially beautiful in this sunny morning.

As did not hear his words of ridicule, clever way sound "Mr. Mu early".

This soft voice, like a sugar ball with delicate white granulated sugar on the surface, rolls and rolls in Mu Chengyan's heart.

Sweet to the tip of the heart, than a dose of chicken blood to teach people exciting.

It's Furong pavilion that I went to for breakfast. Mu Chengyan, Wei Liangxi and Wei Liangxi ate in Furong Pavilion. They had a fixed box. Dai Yizhi had been to Furong Pavilion for the first time before.

The box is for six. It's empty for two.

Dai Yizhi initially proposed that breakfast be settled near the school, but mu Chengyan said that Zhou cancan liked to eat furongge breakfast and asked her to bring a share to Zhou when she went back to school.

Zhou cancan and Mu Chengyan have a good relationship, which Dai Yizhi has known for a long time, and after nearly a year together, she feels that their relationship is enviable.

She has only one cousin, Xiao Ping'an. She has no cousins who are close by blood. She also has no uncle and uncle who are similar in age. She seldom has the chance to be coquettish with others.

Sometimes I really envy Zhou cancan for having an uncle who is so kind to her and loves her so much.

Mu Chengyan found that today the lamb's courage became bigger, even dare to stare at him for a moment, did not look away for a long time.

Have you not been conquered by his beauty?

He deliberately put two handsome posture to sit, but found that Dai Yizhi did not respond, waiting for a closer look to know that she was in a daze.

At this time, the waiter knocked on the box door, and then sent the breakfast to the table.

The breakfast in furongge is really good. Zhou cancan likes to eat the crab dumplings here. Dai Yizhi thinks the duck shortbread is very delicious.

Duck pastry is divided into salty and sweet flavors. She prefers sweet.

The skin is covered with white sesame, which looks golden after baking. The stuffing is special black sesame with moderate sweetness, and it tastes sweet.

Mu Chengyan doesn't avoid sweet and salty food, but he only eats salty food in the morning. He holds his chopsticks and puts a Cantonese style roast wheat in his mouth from the steamer.

The thickness of the roasted wheat is moderate, thin and soft, and the fresh shrimps are used to increase the flavor.

As he chews and swallows, he turns his eyes to Dai Yizhi, who is satisfied with her delicious food.

The duck pastry is easy to choke. Mu Chengyan saw that she ate fast and didn't drink any water. He pushed barley tea to her: "drink some water, don't choke."

"Thank you." Dai Yizhi just feels thirsty. She reaches out her hand and holds up the cup he pushed.

Tea is a little hot, she first blow a few, and then drink carefully.

After four or five sips, she put down her cup and found that barley tea was bitter.

She is not used to tea. Whether it's ordinary tea, black tea or green tea, she doesn't like the taste of tea very much. She always thinks that the word "tea" must be bitter.

It turns out that for people who can't drink tea, it's a little bitter and astringent.

After drinking barley tea, her whole face wrinkled. In order to relieve the bitterness, she quickly took a bite of the cake in her hand.

Mu Chengyan looked at her, chuckled, held his head in the palm of his hand, licked his lips and raised the corner of his mouth. The hand with chopsticks pointed to her and pointed to the corner of his mouth: "it's sesame."

Dai Yi knows vaguely "huh?" He raised his hand in a hurry.

I was about to rub it off with the back of my hand when my arm was suddenly held by a big hand.

Looking for the hand, her eyes turned to Mu Chengyan's.

He had drooping eyelids and deep pupils in his peach blossom eyes.

Looking up, he leaned over slowly, holding the paper towel in one hand and the chopsticks in the other hand. Her chin was pinched by her bony fingers.

Fingers across the thin tissue gently rubbed the corner of her mouth, his face is close at hand, close to each other, let Dai Yi know face can't help burning.

Her subconscious biting lips, cheek temperature, with his finger movement continues to rise.

After wiping her clean, Mu Chengyan didn't waste a second. He didn't tease her as he used to. He went back to his position and sat down. Then he said faintly, "if you have oil, you'd better wipe it with a paper towel."

Dai Yi knew that the sound was like a mosquito's "Oh". In order to hide her embarrassment, she hung her head and covered her red face with scattered words: "thank you..."

Although her face was covered by most of her hair, her white ears were still exposed from the scattered hair, pink and tender color.

The outline of her ears is very beautiful. Every time she shows her ears, Mu Chengyan can't help but reach out.

Before countless similar impulses were suppressed by him, but this time he did not control.

Hands raised, fingertips from the temples gently slide to her ears, the scattered hair gently pull in her ears, until her white ears exposed position.

Finger pulp close to the back of her ears, along the contour of her ears gently down, until it falls on her soft earlobe.

Fleshy, soft touch.

His Mou color a dark, slightly a tight, no sign of light pinch up.