"Mu Wei Leng, you are not kind, why don't you pick up food with this woman?" An Luoze looked at Mu Wei Leng resentfully, actually trying to relieve Song Xiyue.

However, Mu Wei replied coldly and just gave him a cold and vicious look.

An Luoze blinked, looking a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll pick it up for you." At this moment, Leng Boxi stood up slightly, picked up a piece of roasted beef, put it in the plate in front of An Luoze, and then approached him, his eyes were lightly warning.

"Thank you!" An Luoze smiled awkwardly, and then understood what Leng Boxi meant, just that he didn't want him to interfere in Mu Wei Leng's affairs.

So, in the following time, An Luoze's peaceful barbecue didn't say a word.

But Mu Wei Leng kept barbecuing meat for Song Xiyue, then put it in her bowl, smiled and said softly, "Eat slowly, I will pick it up for you if it's not enough!"

Song Xiyue was crying while eating beef. No matter how much she liked to eat meat, she wanted to cry after eating a plate.

The others who sat down again looked at Song Xiyue with sympathy.

Song Xiyue's eyes that were asking for help fell on Leng Boxi. Leng Boxi was eating slowly while grilling the meat. When she hit her gaze, she raised her eyebrows and shook her head.

That means telling Song Xiyue that I can’t help you!

"Why don't you eat it?" Seeing that Song Xiyue seemed to be looking at Leng Baixi, Mu Wei's cold and cold voice slowly came.

I don’t know if it was because the temperature of the air conditioner was too low or Mu Wei Leng’s tone was too cold, Song Xiyue shook unyieldingly, then shook her head, and opened her mouth slightly. Before the flower could say it, Mu Wei Leng suddenly raised Song Xiyue’s chin, her eyes were cold and cold, and she picked up a piece of fat cow, and a lot of chili sauce was stuffed into Song Xiyue’s mouth.

"Cough cough" Song Xiyue was forced to swallow the dying piece of spicy meat. Her face turned red. She quickly stood up, pushed the chair, squatted on the ground, and coughed suddenly.

Seeing this, Mu Weir's lips raised slightly, and a strange and cold smile quietly bloomed on his lips.

Seeing that Song Xiyue was coughing so hard, An Luoze couldn't bear to go over, but as soon as he wanted to get up, Mu Weilen stopped his behavior with a cold look.

After finally the spicy smell in his mouth faded away, Song Xiyue sat back on the chair, and there were tears in her eyes that had just burst out from her violent cough.

"How does it taste?" Mu Wei asked coldly, his voice flamboyant.

When Song Xiyue heard this, she slapped the table with one hand and stared at Mu Wei Leng fiercely. Tears appeared in her bright eyes, and all that was left was burning anger.

The anger in his eyes seemed to be about to swallow Mu Weilen.

But Mu Weilen was unmoved when he saw this. Instead, he threw away the chopsticks in his hand indifferently. He sat there without any matter, straight back, indifferent expression, arrogant and at ease.

Song Xiyue couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, so she stepped forward and grabbed Mu Wei's cold collar, and said with a sneer, "How does it taste? Master Mu, can you know if you try it yourself?"

"It seems you don't like it!" Mu Wei smiled coldly in her eyes, pretending to be regretful.

Then he hurriedly added, "You love beef, but I just thought, maybe you will eat spicy food!"
Chapter completed!