Chapter 933: Actually, my appetite is quite small

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Morson was leaning out of the wall, and seemed to be holding up nothing.
The handsome face of the evil evil is still pale, but a feminine beautiful man like him, such a weak Liu Fufeng look, but it adds a little charm I see pity.
Although, I still feel pity, it is used to describe women.
But Song Xi just felt that it would be more appropriate to use it on Mo Sen at this time.
He seemed to have experienced something very painful just now. Not only was his face pale, but even the thin lips were completely white.
Not only that, but also sweat beads on his forehead.
To be honest, this is the first time Song Xi has seen him sweat.
Even if the needle was stitched directly without anesthesia last time, he never groaned, let alone sweating.
It is conceivable how much pain he just experienced.
Song Xi quickly ran to help him.
"Are you okay, Morson?"
Moson waved his hand and gave her a light smile, soothing her, trying to make her feel at ease.
Song Xi helped him sit on the sofa, and hurriedly took out a paper towel to wipe the sweat for him. As he wiped the sweat, he couldn't help feeling distressed: "If you go back again next time, I don't think you should take medicine, I don't care I think you are so uncomfortable and uncomfortable in your heart. "
Hearing her flutter, Mosen couldn't help raising his hand and holding her hand to wipe his sweat. "I'm really fine, don't worry."
Song Xi simply put his hand down, "I didn't worry, I was afraid that if you accidentally hang up, I would be in trouble."
Moson knew she was dead-mouthed and said nothing more.
"Are you hungry? Should I make something to eat?"
I woke up early this morning to get these things done. It seems that I haven't eaten yet.
"I'm not hungry," he shook his head, and since his biggest secrets were already known to her, he didn't mind her knowing any more, "Actually, I eat very little."
"Small?" Song Xi couldn't help repeating it, then looked at him in confusion, "How small can it be?"
"Eat a meal every day, like a bowl of rice."
Song Xi was stunned.
Isn't this special a human? Eat a bowl of rice every day!
Uh……
People seem to look like they are not people.
Song Xi silently recalled the past when they two ate together. It seemed that he did not eat much.
Many times, she was eating a lot, so she didn't even notice if he had eaten.
When you look at his bowls after eating, his bowls are always clean.
She remembered that she had teased him once and said whether he had licked the bowl after eating, so clean, no need to wash.
Dare to love, people mean it at all, not much to eat, no wonder the bowl will be so clean.
Then Song Xi recalled that he ate something special in front of him, the pig-like food.
Suddenly, the whole person was bad.
There is no harm without comparison.
A woman, a fragile woman, actually eats N times twice as much as a big man. This feels really subtle.
However, in another way of thinking, people are not people, and naturally they cannot be measured by the standard of measuring people.
Thinking about this, Song Xi's heart was balanced.
However, she still expressed his incredible stomach capacity.
"So what brother," Song Xi patted Mo Sen's shoulder, "can you tell me how to support you to such a big size with your so weak stomach capacity?"
Is it not malnourished?
Mawson: "..."
This woman is stupid again.