I love the cheerful and flattering one who hugged Mo Yichen's arm and smiled.

To be honest, when I was with Wang Zimo before, I would never bother to please like this, because of my own temperament, I love to be angry and angry. I love to be coquettish and coquettish, and I am in a hurry, and I like to chase the prince like a little wild cat and beat him all over the room.

But for Mo Yichen, she didn't have the guts.

I love to know that I don't love Mo Yichen, if I say that there is, it is just a little respect for my husband, what is love, respect first, love last.

After knowing that Wang Zimo got married. She also wanted to find someone to marry, but at that time, Mo Yichen appeared, and he was so suitable, handsome, and looked like he was financially good, so she married in love, and she only felt that she was lucky, but she also planned to love him like she once loved Wang Zimo.

However, people also have feelings. When he was most tired, when he needed a hug the most, he happened to be there, you say, can you not be moved?

Zhongqing used to just want to live a good life, but now, she thought, maybe it's not bad to try to love him well, and she won't lose anything, at least Mo Yichen has no problem with his virtue.

"Are you hungry?" Mo Yichen was also in a good mood because he liked this active intimate action.

"I'm dying of hunger! let's go eat something delicious!" Zhong Qing hugged Mo Yichen's arm and shook it twice, very coquettish.

"What do you want to eat?"

Zhongqing originally wanted to eat the skewers of the food stall, but guessed that Mo Yichen must not like it, so he said that he didn't know. Anything goes, as long as you can eat it.

Mo Yichen smiled: "Pigs also eat everything!"

After saying that, he got into the car first, and threw down his love for a glaring that was angry. "Don't get on the bus?"

Love is not good, she is about to starve to death, even if she wants to make trouble, her stomach can't help it.

I ran over quickly, and when I was about to sit down, I saw a bag on the spot and smelled it.

When she was hungry, she felt fragrant when she smelled anything she ate, not to mention that she was too familiar with the smell of this curry beef rice.

I love to hold the rice, and the excitement is like picking up a big ingot.

He kissed Mo Yichen on the face: "Thank you, husband!"

Mo Yichen was in such a good mood, as if he had forgotten who was disgusting her just now. It's okay if you don't kiss it.

On second thought, though. Will this woman be too easily satisfied, just a box of lunches, just give kisses, not reserved!

But I'm in a good mood, and I'm still proud!

Since her mother-in-law left, she has accumulated a lot of opinions on Mo Yichen, but this box of lunch has been resolved, Mo Yichen glanced at her, and looked at the unproductive look, when he gave her living expenses, he didn't see her come up to give such a hug and such a fragrant kiss. Dumb and long.

I couldn't hide my joy, I broke the chopsticks, opened the box and feasted, I was really going to starve her.

After two bites, I realized that something was wrong, and I found that I didn't ask him if he had eaten, so I quickly stopped: "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it!" Mo Yichen actually doesn't like people to eat in the car, even his sister hasn't eaten in his car, and besides, this curry has a strong taste, and it really doesn't smell good.

Mo Yichen was actually wondering why he bought curry rice for her just now, he already knew that he had bought bread, and it didn't taste good.

But I bought it, and although I didn't like it, I didn't say anything, and quietly opened a gap in the window.

I went to Wang Zimo's appointment at noon, and I was not in the mood to eat anymore when I came back, so I drank a bottle of yogurt, and worked overtime, I was really starving to death.

Mo Yichen looked at the fragrance of his favorite food, but it alleviated the unsmoothness of eating in his car, and the sweetness of his favorite food made him feel that he was also hungry.

However, this woman is really powerful, she was so excited when she first saw him come to pick her up, and now, she just cares about eating with her head down, is he not as bad as a box of curry beef rice?

Mo Yichen glanced at the rice grains on the corner of his mouth, smiled at her flatteringly, and continued to bow his head to eat, and couldn't help but free up a hand to touch his face, are you old?

He is only thirty-three, it is the golden age of a man, he is very sorry for his life, he is usually busy with work, he doesn't want his body to be ruined, and he doesn't want to have a big belly at a young age, so he pays attention to his body shape, even if he is busy, he will find time to exercise.

The body shape can't be said to be the best, that's also rare, this face?

That's thanks to his parents' good genes, his face is not bad, Mo Yichen is proud, he also has proud capital, he is self-made, has a high appearance, and is exactly the object that women like.

However, this person is too cold, and he is too incomprehensible, flies don't bite seamless eggs, so I can only say that Mo Yichen's egg is tightly knit and doesn't give people any chance.

Mo Yichen looked at Zhong's mouth full of oil, and had a headache, what kind of wife is this, she is just a foodie!

Mo Yichen said that there were tissues in the car, which was obviously telling her to wipe her mouth.

I like to wipe my mouth clean, and the car is home at this time.

Because he filled his stomach, he was very happy when he got out of the car, holding Mo Yichen's arm, and he almost flapped his wings and flew up.

The handsome guy is naturally pleasing to the eye, but when he is hungry, the handsome guy naturally leans aside first, fills his stomach, and naturally has the mood to appreciate his husband.

Zhong Qing just finished eating, his lips were red and gorgeous, Mo Yichen had the urge to kiss Fang Ze, but when he thought of the taste of the curry, he should forget it.

Mo Yichen shook his head, he was actually quite sensible.

Zhong Qing washed the fruit and brought it to Mo Yichen, Mo Yichen raised his eyebrows and disliked: "Why didn't you cut it!"

He is now accustomed to chopping fruit and putting it on a plate, and this is the best thing he can say.

"I'm tired today, so let's just get down!" I love to hold the apple, click a bite, crisp, sweet, really delicious.

Mo Yichen looked at Zhong Ai sitting next to him, clicking and biting.

I love to see that Mo Yichen doesn't take it, and puts his apple to Mo Yichen's mouth: "Taste it, it's very sweet!"

Mo Yichen looked at the lip flap he loved and felt that it was sweeter.

He leaned over, but he didn't bite the apple, but took a bite of his lips with love, and tasted tea carefully, which still tasted curry, but it was more sweet, Mo Yichen couldn't put it down, and felt that this lip flap was really suitable for kissing.

The love of the kiss was panting, the hands were soft, the body was soft, the apple was also dropped, the arm was hanging on Mo Yichen's neck, and the whole person fell on him.

After a while, Zhong Qing felt a cold shoulder, only to find that his coat had been stripped off by Mo Yichen.

Since the garage war, Zhong Qing is afraid of places other than the bedroom, shy, she is a good woman, Zhong Qing is not unable to let go, but everything feels good in the bedroom, but in other places I feel a little insecure.