Chapter 1768 Brother, Please Give Me a Thigh! (27)

Han Beimo said warmly, "I don't like chicken legs."

As expected, the girl couldn't hide the joy on her face. Perhaps she realized that her emotions were too exposed, so she made a pityful expression, "That's it."

Han Beimo curled his lips and stared at her like this.

Shen Mubai mustered up his courage and said shamelessly, "Then I won't be polite."

I took a bite of the chicken leg.

Wow, the chicken legs are so delicious.

She thought with a happy face, just follow the male lead and you will have meat to eat.

Han Beimo leaned on his seat, his eyes falling on the girl's easy-to-satisfy face. The snow-white face was bulging due to the stuffing of flesh, and the delicate red lips were slightly brighter because of the oil stains, making them look unusual. ..tempting..

The chicken legs are roasted very fragrantly, and the meat inside the browned skin is firm and tender. After Chen Mubai finished eating one, he couldn't help but lick his fingers. Unexpectedly, when he raised his head, he saw the man looking at him intently.

He immediately blushed, "Well...Brother Jiang's roasted chicken legs are delicious."

"Like it?" Han Beimo narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was no emotion in his voice.

Shen Mubai nodded without hesitation.

The man stared at her and said with a hint of meaning, "It seems that you and Jiang Zi had a great time chatting while I was away."

Shen Mubai was a little confused.

After thinking about it, it's normal. The male protagonist is a reborn person, and Jiang Jian is a close confidant around him. It's understandable that he doesn't like to have too much contact with him.

So he said with some trepidation, "If my brother comes to bake it, it will definitely taste better."

The gloom in Han Beimo's eyes dissipated, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "What if I say I can't cook?"

Shen Mubai felt that the flattery was in the wrong place, and quickly added, "Brother is already so powerful. It's normal that he can't cook. If he could even cook, wouldn't it mean that all the men in the world would be unable to live?"

Han Beimo's eyes flashed slightly.

The chicken soup was delicious and the dishes were delicious, but the gaze from the other side made him a little stressed. Shen Mubai stuffed things into his mouth and looked at the man in fear from time to time.

The other person seems to have a good appetite, and the expression between his delicate eyebrows is soft.

All the food on the table was eaten, and Shen Mubai touched his belly with satisfaction.

Han Beimo went out soon. Jiang Jian stood at the door, looking straight ahead.

She walked over and was dodged before she even touched the other person's shoulder, "Miss Xie, what do you want to do?"

The 1.8 meter tall man with a slightly wheat-colored skin looked at her warily, like the kind of young lady who suddenly encounters a gangster while walking on the road.

Shen Mubai, "...Brother Jiang, can I take a shower?"

Jiang Jian took a few steps away from the girl. When he heard this, he said, "Just call me Jiang Jian. It's none of my business whether you take a shower or not. If you want to ask, just ask Master Han."

Shen Mubai thought so, after all, Han Beimo was the leader.

"Then when will my brother come back?"

Jiang Jian said, "I don't know. Mr. Han told me to watch you carefully and don't run around."

Shen Mubai snorted, as if he suddenly remembered something, and looked at this person suspiciously, "When did you become so easy to talk to?"

Could it be that he was possessed by a soul? This is what is written in novels, and then his temperament changed drastically.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but look at the other person with a strange expression.