Chapter 95: Where are you going to raise those little people alone?

Mo Yichen frowned, his personality has always been like this, and she didn't know it. In the years of marriage, his career entered a bottleneck period, he had a few days of peace in a year, he was running around, and he had to face her cold face when he came home, although he was tired, he also knew that she was proud of her personality, and he did not force her to speak softly, and he never thought of divorcing her. He didn't continue to socialize outside, and he naturally went to the wind and rain places, and he didn't dare to say that he Mo Yichen was an affectionate person, and he was not stained out of the mud. But he dared to say a word about his life style, although he was not the best one he did, but he had never done anything to be sorry for her Qin Wanting, but what about her?

He is not a saint and always has his own line.

Qin Wanting touched his bottom line, and he was no longer forgivable.

"It's me, Qin Wanting, this is where you can't be forgiven. Don't let your brother come to me again in the future, that kid has nothing to do with me, if you let Qin Shulei find me again, although I am a businessman, I always know a few people who can speak, and I can't guarantee that his position will be guaranteed!" Mo Yichen's dark eyes were bloodthirsty, and he said coldly.

At this moment, Qin Wanting saw a dangerous light in his eyes, she stretched out her hand to grab Mo Yichen, but he raised his hand and shook it off mercilessly.

The black Land Rover is gone. Qin Wanting sat down on the ground, tears falling like rain.

This is Mo Yichen, ruthless. Ruthless!

Mo Yichen, why am I having such a bad life, but you can live with love and peace of mind.

Since I'm not having a good time, then no one should think about having a comfortable life.

I love to open the car window, I came back from a long way from my family, and my mood is almost calm, I always think about the past, can I still do that day?

Seeing Mo Yichen's car parked in the yard, he knew that he was back, but seeing that there was no bedroom downstairs, he guessed that he was in the study.

She grinded her coffee and brought it in, pushed open the door of the study, and the pungent smell of smoke came to her face, and she covered her mouth and coughed chokingly.

"What a big smoke!" Zhong Aixiu frowned, walked quickly to the window, and pushed the glass window open.

She turned around and walked towards Mo Yichen, who was sitting in the chair, reached out and grabbed the cigarette he held between his fingers, and snuffed it out in the ashtray.

"Mo Yichen, didn't you say that you won't smoke in the future?" Zhong Qing's tone was dissatisfied, although Mo Yichen didn't drink much, but he smoked fiercely, and sometimes he smoked in the bedroom, she mentioned it twice, and he never smoked in the bedroom again, and thought he quit, it turned out that he came to the study to smoke.

Mo Yichen didn't speak, let Zhong Qing nagging herself, put the coffee in his hand, cleaned up the cigarette butts that had fallen on the table, and waited until the smell of smoke dissipated in the study, she closed the window, and then returned to him to sit down.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Qing saw that his handsome face drooped slightly, and his deep eyes couldn't see clearly. Stay and find garbage.

Mo Yichen still didn't move, with one hand on his eye socket, as if he was resting. Zhong Qing thought he was tired and didn't want to quarrel with him, so he raised his body and wanted to pour a glass of water, but he didn't want his wrist to be clasped by him, "Where are you going?"

He put his five fingers together with great strength, Zhong raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight smile in his eyes, "Go and pour a glass of water to drink." ”

"Oh. Mo Yichen answered, let go of his hand and leaned back into the sofa.

poured two glasses of water, and saw that Mo Yichen didn't drink coffee, he smoked so many cigarettes, it was better to drink water, handed him a cup, and then drank a cup himself. I ate Malatang at night, and I ate those popcorns, and I only felt like I was drinking all the way home. She took a few sips before she felt the dry sensation in her throat being suppressed.

"Have you eaten?" Mo Yichen saw that Zhong Qing drank water like this, thought she was hungry, sat up, looked at her and asked.

Zhong Qing put down the water glass in his hand: "After eating, I'll take a bath first!" Zhong Qing felt that there was still a residual smell of smoke in the room, and it smelled a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yichen dragged her into his arms, "No, I haven't eaten yet!"

At the dinner just now, Mo Yichen drank a few glasses of wine, and before he started to eat, Qin Shulei came, and he was not in the mood.

"Then I'll go make you noodles. Zhong Qing got up from his arms and wanted to go downstairs to cook for him, but he was held in his arms and refused to let go.

Mo Yichen's chin rested on her shoulder, his eyes fell on the corners of her pink mouth, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to go out to eat, you accompany me!"

"Now?"

Zhong Qing couldn't help but be surprised, and wiped his thin lips when he turned his face slightly, it was indeed not early, and people stayed at home and didn't want to go out in winter.

"What, don't you want to accompany me?" Mo Yichen looks extremely clingy now, but, without the slightest **, his eyebrows are full of exhaustion.

It was rare to see Mo Yichen's soft appearance, and he couldn't help laughing: "How dare I, lord, please!"

There was a faint fragrance in her hair, Mo Yichen pressed down the corners of his mouth, kissed her on the cheek, and a smile floated under her eyes, "Then the little girl will lead the way, and introduce the master to where there is delicious food." ”

"Cut, say you're fat and panting!"

Zhong Qing pouted at the man, "What do you want to eat?"

Mo Yichen let go of her and got up, took the coat on the side and put it on, "I know that there is a good ravioli, do you want to try it?"

Mo Yichen is not sure if he will like it, but he thinks it tastes very good, in the university town, he studied in college in City A, and he knows this side well, and when he used to go to college, he often went to this wonton restaurant with his friends for supper.

Zhong Qing didn't expect that in the middle of the night, her master actually wanted to eat wontons: "Naturally, I want to eat, but the prime minister can support the boat in his belly, let alone a little wonton!"

"I don't know if the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, but I know that you can hold the most food in your belly!" Mo Yichen likes to listen to Zhong Qing's words, comfortable.

"Why, I don't think I eat too much, I can't afford it!"

"I dare not say more, you are like this, no matter how many three or five are not afraid!" Mo Yichen smiled and pinched his beloved face and joked.

"Why, the slave family fell out of favor so quickly, the master wants to sit on the blessings of Qi people!" Zhong Qing wrinkled his nose and said pitifully.

"The little head thinks really badly, is it possible that my money can only support women, not children?"

I love to hear him say this, and I was annoyed, and I was still three or five, when she was a sow!

"Mo Yichen!" Zhong Zhong stomped his feet and pinched his waist again.

"A man's waist can't be pinched, it's broken, where are you going to raise those little people alone!" Mo Yichen saw that she was annoyed, and he felt interesting, and he was even more determined to tease her.

"You're so annoying, I'm ignoring you!"

Mo Yichen didn't know, took the key on the table, hugged his beloved waist and went downstairs.