Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

You can almost guess who is coming without using your brain.

She sometimes felt that Mo Shiqian was very attached to her.

But after much deliberation, she couldn't figure out what the source of his persistence was.

love?

Or is he persistent?

Chi Huan got up and went to open the door.

Sure enough, a tall and tall man was standing at the door, carrying... um, a lot of things, and all he could see at a glance was a lot of dishes.

Chi Huan, "..."

She glanced at the things in his hand, "Are you free today, or are you going to come every day if I don't let your chef cook for me?"

The man said lightly, "I'll come when I'm free."

Chi Huan turned sideways to let him in, then possessed himself and took his slippers out of the shoe cabinet, then reached out to pick up what was in his hand.

He glanced at her hands, put all the bags on the carpet in the entrance, and said casually, "It's too heavy."

As soon as the man's tall body bent down, Chi Huan could see a layer of snowflakes falling on his coat, "Take off your clothes and hang them here. I'll pour you some water."

As soon as Chi Huan turned around, the man stopped her from behind, "Huanhuan."

She turned around, "Huh?"

Then she saw a handsome and indifferent man in a very imposing black coat, flipped through a pair of vegetables, and found, um...

One, no, two... roses, take them out and hand them to her.

His expression was rather unnatural, but he forced a cold face, "I remember you have a vase at home, and it's just right to raise two flowers."

Chi Huan looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to take it, and couldn't help laughing, "Did you... buy vegetables as a gift?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

The man's handsome face darkened, and he ignored her. He lowered his head and picked up the vegetables on the ground, his face still indifferent.

"Could it be that you bought it... but buying two... is it buy one get one free?"

Chi Huan has collected a lot of roses.

One, nine, ninety-nine, nine hundred and ninety-nine.

Only those who have not received two flowers.

Is it really like buying groceries and getting one free or buy one get one free...

Mo Shiqian carried the dishes and entered the kitchen with a dark face.

The flower seller was really not up to the level of ordering flowers. He knew that he should buy a large bouquet—it was because he was carrying vegetables in his hand that he thought he couldn't hold a large bouquet of flowers, so he gave up this idea.

Chi Huan still put the flowers in the vase and sprinkled some water.

It was snowing outside the window, and the apartment was too clean and lifeless.

These two roses are placed in the living room. They are bright and vibrant, which makes people's eyes bright and inexplicably adds to their good mood.

Beautiful things always make people happy.

After fiddling with the flowers, Chi Huan turned around and made a cup of tea, and gave it to the man who entered the kitchen as soon as he arrived, "You can drink it when it's colder, what do you want me to do for you?"

The man looked at her, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "Come and kiss me."

Chi Huan, "..."

Probably feeling that she was not happy, he said flatly, "A kiss is fine."

She turned and walked out.

The man looked at her back with a gloomy expression.

Chi Huan returned to the living room, picked up the book that had been left behind, and continued to read.

But after looking at it, I still couldn't see it very well, so I simply threw it aside and turned on the TV with the remote control.

Some sporadic sounds came from the kitchen, and after an unknown amount of time, a scent gradually wafted out.

Chi Huan originally ate something casually at noon, but when he smelled it, he felt a little hungry unconsciously.

But she was sitting on the sofa, listening to the man busy inside, and felt a little embarrassed again...

He cooked noodles for her in the morning, packed her luggage in the morning, helped her move and sent her here personally, then went to work in the company, and came over to cook her dinner after work...

Although these are not what she requested, and even if he doesn't want her to do it himself, he can assign servants, drivers, and chefs to complete most of them, and he chooses to do it himself...

But, um... If the bystanders look, it's because she's too lazy...

She watched the noisy variety show on TV and thought in a daze... If he wasn't Lawrence's son, he would make money and stay at home...

Estimating that it would be about the same time, she still got up and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he walked to the door, the man heard her footsteps, and without even looking at her, he said calmly, "Take out two bowls to put rice in. The bowls have been useless for a long time, and they should be washed with hot water."

"okay."

She took two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, went to the faucet of the floating platform to rewash, and then filled the rice.

Turning on the rice cooker, a man's deep voice sounded behind him, "Don't burn it."

Chi Huan, "..."

She is not mentally retarded.

It is impossible for Mo Shiqian's taciturn personality for nearly twenty years to suddenly become talkative. These days, Chi Huan basically echoes what he says and she hardly speaks on his own initiative.

So after the whole dinner, it was sumptuous, full of color and fragrance, and quiet.

Fortunately, the atmosphere is not very awkward, it is comfortable and comfortable, and the soup is steaming with white mist, exuding a feeling of tranquility.

After the meal, Chi Huan said consciously, "Go back first. If it's too late, the snow on the road will be deeper, and it's not safe to drive. I'll clean it up and wash it myself later."

Mo Shiqian only glanced at her and ignored her words.

He cleaned up the kitchen as if it had never been used.

Chi Huan originally thought that he was going to stay late, or even...stay here overnight, using the excuse that it was dangerous to drive on slippery roads in the rain.

But after drinking half a cup of tea and resting for a while, he got up, "I'll come over tomorrow."

She nodded, "Oh, be careful on the road."

Mo Shiqian picked up the coat hanging on the hanger and put it on, and when he was halfway through it, he suddenly stopped, looked sideways at her, frowned and said, "You didn't send me a text message today."

Chi Huan was taken aback for a moment, but didn't realize it for a while, "Huh?"

The man stared at her with deep eyes, and reminded patiently, "You said this morning, you will send me a text message."

It was only then that Chi Huan remembered what she said this morning——

[You can call me... I will also send you text messages when I have time, and we can have dinner together if I am free... I will just move out, just like other lovers who do not live together for the time being... OK? 】

She pursed her lips, "But I've been at home all day, so I can find you if I have nothing to do."

The man was displeased, "You said you have time to send text messages, and you have time all day today, but you haven't sent a single one."

Chi Huan, "..."

He did call her at noon, asking her if she had lunch, what she was doing, etc., and chatted dryly for a few minutes...

"Okay, then you go back first, and I will send you a text message when you are almost home."

Saying good night to a text message before going to bed is more or less the same.

He really doesn't have a clear positioning for himself, with his noble, glamorous and glamorous style of texting... If it's not for talking about something, but for chatting...

Ha ha.

You have to forgive him sixty times a minute before you can continue the conversation.

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