Chapter Twenty-Six: Wen Yimo is angry

For the sake of his hard work, I, who is tolerant and can support the boat in my belly, will not bother with him.

"The palace is tired, little Mozi kneel down." I waved my hand and gave the order to evict the guest.

Wen Yimo pursed his mouth: "Why is the tone of your voice similar to Concubine Hua in "The Legend of Zhen Huan"."

I took off the mask, slapped the essence on my face, and said unhurriedly: "If I have the ruthlessness of Concubine Hua, I will castrate you first."

"Don't, for the sake of your future sexual well-being, you can't do this!" Wen Yimo sat beside me, leaning on my arm with a shy face, and squeezed.

Unmoved, I pushed him away in disgust and stroked his hair. "It's a pity that I'm not Concubine Hua. I'm like a jade, like a flower, young and beautiful, lively and lovely......"

When did I become so narcissistic too?

Wen Yimo became charming, and hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, our little Chenxi is the most beautiful." Saying that, he hugged me, full of spring breeze.

I sighed: "Don't be flattering, it's best to throw your crooked thoughts away from me, let you say it to the sky, I won't agree, I will never be deceived by you for the second time!"

The first time you are deceived, you are simple, and the second time you are deceived, you are a fool!

"Xiao Chenxi, when I opened the room yesterday, I opened it in the name of husband and wife, and now I suddenly open another room, what will others think of me." Wen Yimo still didn't give up: "Say that I can't do that......"

"Hmm...... Oh yes. "I suddenly remembered him last night...... I slept in the same bed with him all night, and my cheeks were crimson.

Wen Yimo's face was full of surprise when he heard this, and he thought he had succeeded. What he didn't expect was that my next sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, instantly beating him from heaven to earth. "But it's none of my business, I'll do it myself."

There is a saying called what, "You can't live if you do your own evil", haha~

I bypassed the petrified Wen Yimo, whether he walked or not, in short, I wanted to occupy this bed, and he could sleep on the sofa and open another room.

Wen Yimo made a grievance, like a very sad little daughter-in-law, "Little Chenxi ......"

I let out a long yawn and relieved, "I'm going to sleep, whatever you want." After a while, he continued: "If you don't open the room, you can only sleep on the sofa at most, don't have to make an inch."

This is my biggest concession!

Wen Yimo immediately smiled, and obediently lay on the sofa to thank the master Longen: "The slave obeys the order, Niangniang, you can go to bed with peace of mind."

The corners of my mouth are slightly reserved, if you were definitely a big eunuch in ancient times, well, you would be a small official.

This shouldn't be regarded as being deceived by Wen Yimo, yes, it shows that I am empathetic and reasonable.

"What do you want to eat this morning?" Wen Yimo walked out of the room with me in his arms.

For me, the first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to eat, because we can't do without it!

Making a living is called making a living, the post is called a rice bowl, being hired is called mixed rice, being dismissed is called fried squid, spending savings is called eating the old book, mixing well is called eating open, dipping a woman is cheap is called eating tofu, a woman is beautiful and delicious, being popular is called eating fragrant, being taken care of is called eating a small stove, ignoring others is called eating alone, being hurt is called suffering, and a woman is jealous. Almost every traditional festival is inseparable from eating, eating zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival, moon cakes on the Mid-Autumn Festival, dumplings on the Spring Festival and so on.

So, there is a good saying: "The people live on food"!

"Hmm, let's cross the bridge with rice noodles." I haven't eaten it for more than a week, and I miss the taste so much.

Wen Yimo tapped the tip of my nose, "Okay, I'll take you to eat." ”

"Roy." I saw Luo Yi coming out of "801" and she was looking at us, and I waved to greet her.

As we got closer, I spoke again, "Have you had breakfast?"

Luo Yi glanced at Wen Yimo cautiously, his face changed at this time, is he really so disgusted with people? Luo Yi reluctantly pulled out a faint smile: "No."

"Then let's go together." I met it, so I'll be polite.

Before Luo Yi could speak, Wen Yimo interrupted: "I don't think Miss Luo should be willing to be a light bulb!"

Luo Yi showed an embarrassed look, and his face was difficult to see to the extreme.

"Wen Yimo, what are you doing!" I glared at him dissatisfied, and said to Luo Yi, "Don't take it to heart."

In this way, the three of us went to the store to eat rice noodles together, Wen Yimo and I sat on one side, and Luo Yi sat opposite.

I can't imagine that there is such an authentic cross-bridge rice noodle in the north, a casserole with soup, a plate of raw meat and condiments, and a bowl of rice noodles. Put these things in a casserole and they will be cooked in no time.

"It's hot." It's all because I was so anxious, I just poured the rice noodles into it and started eating, and accidentally burned my tongue.

Wen Yimo hurriedly handed me a glass of cold water, then took out some rice noodles in a small bowl, and then blew cold with his mouth, "This way it won't be hot." ”

What a caring indifference!

Hey? This action is so familiar, "How do you feel like my mother?" ”

Wen Yimo couldn't cry or laugh, and nodded my forehead, "I'm your man, I said I would spoil you for the rest of my life." ”

Embarrassed.

It's clearly like my mother, and she often did this when she ate rice noodles when she was a child.

Watching Wen Yimo speak English fluently and communicate with Lina, he is generous, and his speech and demeanor are elegant, he is really a perfect person.

He's changed a lot since I met, and it's hard for me to connect him before with him now. In the past, he spent all day drinking, the lights were bright and green at night, racing cars, and the beauties around him were like clouds......

After the interview, I walked over to him with the coffee I had just bought downstairs.

But I didn't want to bump into Lina, who was changing her clothes, and I said, "Ah! With a bang, the coffee poured all over her. The white dress renders black flowers, which are so dazzling! I was dumbfounded, oh my God, what should I do? This is a dress for a magazine cover! It is also a new work by a well-known designer, worth tens of millions!

I quickly wiped it with a tissue and said in a panic, "Ididn't mean it. "It's not very smooth, it's slurred.

Seeing this scene, the agent, Miss Chen, exclaimed, "Oh, myGod!"

Lina's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes ready to erupt with fire, and she pushed me away with all her might. Caught off guard, I couldn't stop backing away, and my waist slammed into the edge of the table.

There was a sharp pain, and I had a crystal liquid swirling in my eyes, trying to restrain it from coming out.

Wen Yimo put down the camera in his hand and quickly walked over to support me, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

I shook my head aggrievedly.

Luo Yi crossed his hands around his chest and looked at this qiē gloatingly.

Pleaseapologizetoher. Wen Yimo let go of me and glanced at Lina coldly, her eagle-like eyes shot a sharp light, full of murderous aura.

Lina was slightly stunned, even though she would never apologize to me lightly, and besides, I was also at fault. Not to be outdone, Lina said: "Iwon-tapologizetoher. )”

Miss Chen tried to mediate: "If you have something to say......

“MissChen,Iinatethecooperation! (Miss Chen, I want to terminate the cooperation!) Lina interrupted Miss Chen, getting more and more excited.

"Very good, terminate the cooperation, no problem. According to the contract, you are liable to compensate the magazine for the corresponding damages. Wen Yiyi was righteous and used the contract to pressure her.

Miss Chen whispered a few words in Lina's ear, probably explaining to her the strictness of the matter. Lina still insists on breaking the contract, and even threatens to sue Meili Magazine.

"Oh? Then I'll have to accompany you to the end, and I'll make you regret it! Wen Yimo interrupted the conversation between the two, his eyes were cold, and the words were accentuated. He was very angry at the moment, and even I was frightened, and murderous aura was spreading in the air.

Luo Yi also joined in the persuasion, and persuaded Lina bitterly. Then I wanted to say something to Wen Yimo, but before I finished speaking, I only heard two words "Yimo ......"

Wen Yimo ignored her, turned around and picked up the camera and pulled me out. Without looking back, he left a sentence "My gentle and indifferent woman, no one can hurt her!" ”

I lay on the bed half-naked on my back, with a red scar across my waist, which looked very bright on my fair body. Wen Yimo gently rubbed me with anti-inflammatory drugs, for fear of hurting me, and his tone was very soft: "Bear with me."

Thinking back to what happened just now, I can't help but feel a little remorseful, blaming myself for accidentally bumping into Lina, and now the relationship is also stiff, how can I explain it to the editor-in-chief when I go back?

"The task can't be completed, what should I do if the editor-in-chief blames it?" I was depressed.

"I'll bear the consequences."

"How's that going to work? I'm wrong too! We have to bear it together. "Wouldn't it be too unkind for me to let him fight all the charges himself?

Wen Yimo leaned down and kissed me on the cheek, "When I appeared, did you have any surprise?" Don't you think I'm so tall and majestic? ”

"Ahem......" I coughed with a smile, pretending to dislike him: "I'm not happy, I'm just shocked." Before leaving, he said that he would make Lina regret it, "Emo, what would you do to her?" ”

"I'll make her pay a terrible price." Wen Yimo stroked my hair, his movements were gentle, but his tone revealed how angry he was at this time.

I gasped and "hissed", he was really angry!

"Let's go back tomorrow morning, go back in advance and tell the editor-in-chief, and then discuss a foolproof plan."

The anger between Wen Yimo's eyebrows gradually dissipated, and he lay beside me and looked at me quietly. I was embarrassed to be looked at by him, I thought I had something on my face, and I touched it uncomfortably. He hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay, you can rest first."

"Hmm." I answered, spontaneously and obediently shrunk into his arms, and closed my eyes in satisfaction.

Wen Yimo's generous and warm embrace made me feel particularly secure.