Mu Yi Fan was plagued with how to pull the relationship between himself and the man. He found that Zhan Bei Tians expression was still cold and speechless, but he could feel Zhan Bei Tians attitude toward him more mild attitude compare to before.

Just like this day at 8 oclock in the morning, Zhan Bei Tian ran to the room and told him to get up and have breakfast. Unlike the previous few days, he will put the cooked noodles directly on the table and left at 8 oclock in the evening. Whether Mu Yi Fan got up or not for breakfast and lunch.

In addition, the breakfast has become particularly rich, not only milk, eggs, dumplings, buns, but also pork noodles, pumpkin red dates porridge, full of a large table were cooked by Zhan Being Tian.

Mu Yi Fan looked at the man sitting opposite and asked carefully: why is your mood today good?

Otherwise, why did you suddenly prepare such a rich breakfast,

Zhan Bei Tian gave him a look and put the porridge infront if him.

Mu Yi Fan thought of something, and said: You letting me eat so much, is it so I may be able to shit out your beads.

Zhan Bei Tian, who is eating noodles, said: Shut up.

Mu Yi Fan saw his face was not good, he could dare not say more, ge quickly picked up the spoon to drink porridge, but found that todays porridge is particularly delicious.

The strange thing is that it is a sweet porridge, but he ate a spoon and it was just like eating a fragrant pork porridge.

Where is your porridge bought? Very delicious, good to eat.

Zhan Bei Tian made a move and looked at his broken fingers he said no words.

Mu Yi Fan, even after drinking the porridge he still felt hungry and began to eat pork noodles, dumplings, buns and milk. The breakfast on the table was almost wiped out by him alone.

He leaned back on the back of the chair and sat down with his sleek belly. He suddenly thought of something and mourned: Oh, I forgot that I am still flatulent and I cant eat too much.

Zhan Bei Tian thinks he is very funny. The corners of the lips were not bent in a smile.

However, the corner of the mouth just went up, and immediately he took it back, he picked up Mu Yi Fans mobile phone and entered his mobile phone number, called his mobile phone, then put the mobile phone number of both parties in the mobile phone card, and then played the mobile phone gentle light music ringtone.

Mu Yi Fan listened to it and after a while he was feeling sleepy and depressed: Can you change the first song? This song makes me want to sleep.

He wants to cultivate feelings with the Male Protagonist, but he can no longer do that if he spend his time sleeping.

Zhan Bei Tian said with no expression: Do not have to change.

He picked up the glass on the table and went into the kitchen.

Mu Yi Fan wondered as he looked at his back, how is it that he suddenly he heard the music coming, and, still, there was no piano music.

In the kitchen, Zhan Bei Tian looked at Mu Yi Fan, who was listening to music outside, and turned to put his finger on the mouth of the cup then, the fingertips shot something into the clear water.

About two milliliters of water was taken to reclaim the water flow on the fingertips, then mixed with half of the tap water, and he walked out of the kitchen, and handed it to Mu Yi Fan, whispering: Drink a glass of water, to clear the stomach.

Mu Yi Fan did not suspect him, he drunk the water in one breath.

The next moment, suddenly the abdominal pain was unbearable, as if all the intestines were rolling in one direction, Mu Yi Fan hurriedly held the raised belly and hurried to the bathroom on the second floor room. After shitting for more than half an hour, the stomach was much more comfortable.

At this point, the whole room was already stinky, and Zhan Bei Tian did not reprimand him.

Mu Yi Fan snarled the paper towel on the wall: Mom, he wouldnt want to get back to Qing Tian Bead fast that he just gave me a laxative?

He said that the man suddenly made him such delicious food and made him loose it but such a rich breakfast, and the purpose is this.

Mu Yi Fan got up and went to the sink. He stretched out his hands and was about to wash his hands, but he was shocked by a change in them