Living with Ye Muyang like this little couple, Mo Xiaobei never thought about it. It turned out that Ye Muyang could also sit in the kitchen quietly like a little man carrying a stool and quietly peeling beans, and the black juice was all over his hands.

The hands...... Mo Xiaobei looked at the scene where the ten fingers that were not very skilled gently pinched open the shell of the beans and picked up the beans one by one, and inexplicably wanted to laugh. Who would have known that the people in the entire shopping mall would peel beans for her so quietly? But these hands are really beautiful. The bones are distinct, slender and fair.

Ye Muyang was a little strange why Mo Xiaobei had been standing there looking at him, and his brows furrowed unhappily as soon as he raised his head. With anger in his eyes, he stood up and walked in front of Mo Xiaobei, Mo Xiaobei felt like there was an extra wall around him, blocking all her sunlight, it was so cold. She thought to herself, shaking her body.

"Is it cold?" Ye Muyang asked her.

"Hmm." Mo Xiaobei nodded honestly, a little aggrieved, "It's cold." ”

"Well deserved." Ye Muyang glanced at her, "Do you think you yourself are King Kong's incorruptible body?" I don't know how to change my wet clothes. ”

"Uh......" Mo Xiaobei was stunned for a moment. She really forgot about it, she hurriedly ran to open the door just now, and after opening the door, Ye Muyang came out. She told him to peel the beans, and forgot about the change of clothes.

"Or do you want me to help you?" Ye Muyang approached Mo Xiaobei, hugged her waist and looked at Mo Xiaobei with his head down. What kind of eyes are they, affectionate like the sea, which can easily suck her in. Looking at the small bright light in Ye Muyang's eyes, Mo Xiaobei couldn't help but be obsessed.

"Idiot, don't be in a daze, go change your clothes." Ye Muyang slapped Mo Xiaobei on the head, he used to spoil her, but at that time, Mo Xiaobei always accepted him with a purpose, so Ye Muyang really saw this kind of true temperament for the first time, and he was in a much happier mood. Seeing Mo Xiaobei moving forward slowly, Ye Muyang smiled playfully, "Or, do you want me to help you change?" ”

"Brush", Mo Xiaobei quickly ran out of his sight and closed the door with a bang.

Really...... Fool. Ye Muyang thought helplessly, the smile in his eyes dotted his already demonic eyes, making him look even more handsome and upright.

He looked at the iron basin and a plastic bag of beans on the ground with his hands on his hips, and then glanced at the trash can next to him, thinking to himself, Mo Xiaobei is really polite, he will call him for anything, but he will eat this set. Is it called a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer?

Thinking of Mo Xiaobei's bold order just now, "Ye Muyang, you go and peel the beans." He was so angry that he wanted to laugh. You say this, why didn't she remember anything when he was kind to her? Zhilu Dao said over and over again: "Ye Muyang, you live in my house now, do you know Lu Dao?" And you don't pay for your living expenses, so you have to do these things. ”

Well, my wife is the biggest. She will do whatever she asks her to do, without refutation, resistance, or complaining.

Mo Xiaobei changed his clothes and came out, and saw a pair of long legs curled up there very aggrieved, Ye Muyang looked very serious, and carefully peeled them one by one.

She walked over to Ye Muyang and said, "Ye Muyang......"

"Call husband." Her words were truncated by Ye Muyang. Ye Muyang raised his head and sent a threatening look, okay. Mo Xiaobei was a little helpless. Call your husband her husband, anyway, she hasn't called her before.

At that moment, he screamed sweetly, and "Husband......" successfully saw Ye Muyang's hand shake. The breathing was a little heavier. No way, you asked me to call it yourself. Mo Xiaobei leaned against the door frame and folded his legs, smiling innocently.

But she didn't forget what she was doing.

"Husband, it's going to be the New Year the day after tomorrow, aren't you going home?" It's really strange that his family hasn't come to look for him for so long since he came to Jiangbei, not only did he not look for him, but he didn't even make a phone call.

Ye Muyang stopped, stood up and carefully cleaned the black slurry on his hands in the sink, turned around and asked Mo Xiaobei with a ruffian, "Go home?" Where to go? Isn't this my home, wife? Where are you going to drive me? ”

Mo Xiaobei listened to this. I almost felt a string of black lines popping up on my head. Her eyes widened, "Who is your wife?" Who's your wife? ”

"Whoever cares about me is." Ye Muyang stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Mo Xiaobei's waist, raised her head and kissed her eyelids. "Wife, I'm hungry." He looked at Mo Xiaobei meaningfully.

"Don't look at me, eat when you're hungry, I'll do it right away." Mo Xiaobei glanced at Ye Muyang again. What thoughts!

"Why are you staring at me?" Ye Muyang smiled ruffianly, "You want to be crooked, right?" It's my belly! Child! Hungry! Finish! ”

I haven't seen you for a few days, why is it like this? Mo Xiaobei was speechless. "Ye Mu Yang!" She's already on the verge of going berserk.

"Did you forget to call your husband again?" Ye Muyang's eyes narrowed, and he tightly clamped Mo Xiaobei, looking at her dangerously, "If you forget, I don't mind using another way to make you remember." As he spoke, he hit Mo Xiaobei hard.

"Husband-" Mo Xiaobei found that he was too unproductive! Really, why is she so unproductive?

Ye Muyang kissed Mo Xiaobei's lips in a bombardment style, and it took a long time for him to be satisfied, and the uncle seemed to let go of Mo Xiaobei, "Go cook, you're hungry." The previous attitude of being wronged and peeling beans is no longer there, and in a trance, Mo Xiaobei thought that he was still in Qingcheng. And this man is still the same yuppie as ever.

But how can she cook and keep him idle? Mo Xiaobei didn't forget to call Ye Muyang for a minute, and Ye Muyang ran up and down quite happily, without the slightest impatience.

"Ye Mu Yang, soy sauce."

"Okay." A tall body bent down and swept in a row, picked up a bottle of soy sauce and handed it to Mo Xiaobei. After a while, Ye Muyang raised his head dangerously, "What are you calling me?" ”

"Husband......" Mo Xiaobei was a little embarrassed, and his anger was gone.

"But aren't you really going back? It's the Chinese New Year. While stir-frying vegetables, Mo Xiaobei turned his head to look at Ye Muyang who was leaning against the door frame, and met his seaweed-like deep eyes.

"Don't go back, baby, I'm afraid you'll run away again and disappear into my world, so I won't be able to find it again."

Ye Muyang walked up and hugged Mo Xiaobei, and suddenly he was a little sad, he was really afraid.

"Let's eat." Mo Xiaobei also choked up, looked up and saw that the food was already cooked, turned off the heat, took the dish, and served it. The two of them finished a dinner with different thoughts.

It's time for Mo Xiaobei to leave Ye Muyang. You're a bad spirit, you can't let him fall in......