He slammed his hand and pressed it slowly to his chest, then lifted it up, his fingers were clean and there was no blood.

Strange.

How can it hurt like this?

Miyako has been lying on the massage chair like this, and the ground is a piece of glass.

Suddenly, Gong Ou opened his eyes, and the black man stared straight at the top. He stood up from the massage chair and walked out.

A servant saw him hurriedly bowing his head, "Young Master."

Miyao did not pay attention to it. He pressed the elevator and went to the first floor. The elevator door slowly opened in front of him, and Miyau strode to the kitchen.

"Young master."

The chefs and domestic helpers in the kitchen are preparing the ingredients. Seeing that Miyako suddenly came in, they stood up and bowed.

Miyamoto can't see them at all. Just open the refrigerator, pull things out from the inside, smell them, throw them away, smell them and throw them away.

After a while, the things in the refrigerator gave him empty.

""

The chef and the domestic helpers all face each other, and no one knows what Miyake wants to do.

The refrigerator door is so open and no matter, Gong Ou went to the side of the incubator to open, usually do a small dish to do the dishes he can not eat at this time are placed here.

Actually not.

It’s empty inside.

Miyao slammed the incubator, then turned and raised her hand to open a row of glass cabinets, turning things from the inside, the cake should be placed here.

There is a fresh row of bread and cake in the cupboard.

Miyako took out a box from the inside and opened it.

Not this taste.

Gong Ou directly throws the bread out of the box, then opens another box, smells it and throws it away.

The ground of the kitchen soon became awkward.

"Young Master, what are you doing?" Feng De came from the outside, squatting across the wolf and walking to the side of Miyao, worriedly watching Miyao.

"When the cake made by Xiaonian is where the cake she made is not always here, who stole it?"

Miyau screamed angrily, continued to flip the cake box out of the cupboard, smell it and throw it away, repeating this movement.

It’s not a time to do it.

It’s not the taste of small thoughts.

"Misstime's cake," Feng De smashed. "Miss, I haven't had a cake for almost a week."

Didn’t the young master change the food that Miss Mona did now?

"When it is impossible, the thoughts have never been broken and give me something to do."

Gong Ou's eyes glanced at him, and when he turned all the things in the cupboard, he didn't find the cake that Xiaonian made. He suddenly rushed to the front of the chefs, grabbed a chef, and clasped his hands. The collar, "Is it a cake that you read when you ate?"

"I didn't, no, Master." The chef was so scared that he couldn't even speak.

"It's impossible to put a cake there, it's not too little, is it that you or you are stealing?" Gong Ou grabbed another fat-headed chef, and the black sly glared at him, the crazy image in the middle. It’s like killing people. "You dare to steal my things and don't want to die."

Said, Gong Ou went to the man's stomach, it is completely dead.

""

Feng De stood stunned and looked at it. The young master wouldn’t give up the gas before the regenerating gas. What happened today?

"Mr. Gong"

Mona also heard the news, stood at the door of the kitchen and listened for a while and then quickly stepped forward to pull the palace Europe, the blue eyes looked at him worriedly. "Mr. Gong, don't do this, I will make a nutritious meal for you." good or not"

"Get out of the way"

Miyao pushed Moana aside, her eyes glaring at her, "give me"

Mona was pushed forward and held the table to stand firm. Without falling, her reaction was quick and she was not angry. She said softly to the palace, "Mr. Gong, I know that you are in a bad mood now, but you You must know that you and your time have already broken up."

It is said that the black shackles of Gongou are stagnation.

Break up.

Already broke up, yes, he drove her away.

"Mr. Gong, you can't change your habits for a while, it doesn't matter. You see that what you eat this week is what I did. You don't have to eat it." Mona said with enthusiasm, "You just need to cultivate a new one." Habits only."

Gong Ou yelled at her.

"Mr. Gong, it’s useless to pick things up here. I know, you still recognize my professional ability." Mona said, the beautiful blue eyes stared at the handsome face of Miyau, "I will help you, etc. I will cure your illness, you will not be so painful, believe me, okay?"

""

No pain.

These four words are a big temptation for Miyako. He stares at Mona, the haze in his eyes slowly dissipates, and people go out, "I will make lunch for me immediately."

He is hungry.

When a person is hungry, he will miss the time when he is crazy, but he knows that he can't be so crazy, he can't be so crazy.

Wen Yan, Mona’s face showed a smile. “Okay, Mr. Gong, I will do it for you right away.”

Mona immediately rushed to the front of the station, glanced at the wolf on the ground and frowned, like a hostess, "Feng De, let them clean up here."

"Yes, Miss Mona."

Feng De respectfully nodded, an old but still a little handsome face with a confusing.

The young master does not seem to have completely let go of Miss, then why do you break up and break up? What is going on here, there are other reasons here.

Mona put on her apron and started cooking.

In the past, someone told her that she would not believe in the Lancer family's big lady who would cook for a man.

But now, as long as it is a means of capturing the heart of the palace, she has to try anything.

When Xiao Nian has already left, the heart of Gong Ou is her sooner or later.

Gong Ou, this person, she wants, this heart, she wants

Mona made a good meal, the servant helped put the plate on the plate, and was about to leave. Mona looked at the maid with dissatisfaction, his voice was cold and his attitude was high. "No, I personally passed."

Anything that would be warm to a man would not let her go.

"Yes, Miss Mona."

The maid returned silently.

Mona took off her apron and walked out of the plate and walked into the restaurant.

In the restaurant, Miyako sits in front of the white dining table, and his back is straight. A Junpeng has no expression, and his black and white is dark and concealed with many emotions. His thin lips are close.

His body exudes a sense of indifference.

"Mr. Gong." Mona walked over to him, his voice was soft, and he took the dish out of his own dish and put it in front of Miyao.

Miyao stared coldly at the dishes, picked up the knife and fork, cut the steak, and cut a piece into the mouth.

The taste is like chewing wax.

It’s hard to eat.

Habit to change, otherwise he will always suffer, his illness makes him emotionally extreme, anger is extremely angry, pain is also extremely painful.

Miyao chewed the steak and swallowed it hard. He felt the beef in his mouth like a blade, cutting his throat all the way and cutting it into his stomach.

The whole body is like blood stasis, and his fingers almost tremble.

"When can I cure this disease?"

Gong Ou asked sullenly.

He never cares if his paranoid personality disorder can be cured, but now he cares, he does not want this kind of pain, never

Disease

Mona sat on his left hand, and the blue eyes of the sea stared at him deeply. "As long as you are willing to be willing to cooperate, you will be cured quickly."

"The specific time."

Miyau chewed the steak in his mouth and his voice was loud.

"This is not a good time, but I can tell you something else." Mona sat beside him and turned to look aside.

Feng De, who had been standing there, received his gaze and retired with interest and closed the restaurant door.

There are only two people in the restaurant, Mona and Miyako.

Gong Ou looked at her coldly, "Go ahead."

He wants to know when he will not be so painful.

"Mr. Gong, I know what the real reason for breaking up your time is, so I know how much pain you have, but believe me, this pain will not last for a long time." Mona said seriously.

""

Miyagami listened indifferently, and the slender hands held the knife and fork and cut the steak.

"Really, although I give you an excuse for emotional pets, it is certain that there is a certain possibility," Mona said.

At the beginning of Gong Ou, I couldn’t lose my hand and finally listened to her advice.

Let the time think that he is sick quickly, so the demand for emotional pets is less, will break up, coupled with her intentional closeness with Miyao, when the little thoughts of course fled.

It was said that the knife in the hands of Miyashiro slid across the surface of the plate, and a pair of black scorpions screamed at her coldly. "What do you say?"

"呃" Mona confused.

What did she say?

"What is a certain possibility?" Miyao glared at her and asked coldly.

"Oh, this is the case. I have studied it carefully. I think that your feelings about the time and thoughts are indeed the feelings of the emotional pets. I have no falsification, so the time will be completely believed." Mona said.

When Xiao Nian is stupid, he thinks that paranoia will be easy to cure. In fact, it is not so fast and time consuming.

"You are in the Arabian Nights"

Miyako almost gnashed his teeth and said it.

How can his feelings about Xiaonian thoughts be feelings for emotional pets?

"Mr. Gong, you don't have to argue with me a psychiatrist. I have had a love experience. I can tell you that normal people's love is never as extreme as you are," Mona said professionally.

""