Chapter Seven: Mo Yi'an's teasing
Su Chensi saw Mo Yi'an's satisfied face eating, and his heart was not only as sweet as the bowl of white fungus porridge in his hand. He couldn't help but smile cutely, and when Mo Yi'an saw his little wife smiling at him like this in the morning, his heart felt as if he had been smeared with honey.
I think about the difficult times and the days when I gritted my teeth and persevered in the past ten years. Mo Yi'an is sometimes reluctant to reminisce, because people sometimes protect themselves in mobile games, people will subconsciously avoid the suffering they have suffered, and most of the time people are still willing to think of their happy times. The same is true of Moyian, even if it is now undoubtedly the face of success.
But he will also subconsciously and selectively forget the sufferings of the past, not that Mo Yi'an is a person who has forgotten his original intention, but every time he recalls those difficult years, he has to think of the insults he suffered because of his hardship.
These memories will always be in your brain, no matter what kind of height you are at in the future, these memories will always be there and will not disappear with your success. However, Mo Yi'an had to say at the moment that he was grateful for those years, even if those years had a lot of unbearableness.
Because it was the difficult years that made me a better self now. Give yourself the ability to stand in front of the girl you have liked for so many years and make her your wife. What courage it took him. Maybe Su Chensi never knew what a man had paid to be able to walk in front of her in the future.
Su Chensi saw that Mo Yi'an was a little distracted, and he was not only suspicious in his heart: Is this person really okay? Eating a spoonful of porridge can be distracted, is it because of the business opportunity found in this bowl of porridge, but what is the business opportunity of this thing? Hey, it's worthy of being a big guy, it's just different. Hey, admire, admire.
Mo Yi'an actually came back to his senses early, and saw the emoji of his little wife's whole journey, (I have to say, Mr. Mo is really a bit of a dog doing this) not only laughed secretly in his heart, but felt that this little wife was still as fun and cute as when she was a child.
After observing enough of his little wife's cute little expression, our Mr. Mo finally became a person, and coughed in real time. Su Chensi hurriedly came back to his senses when he heard the cough, and smiled embarrassedly at Mo Yi'an.
How could Mo Yi'an let go of the opportunity to ridicule his little wife, and pretended to be serious and said, "Mrs. Mo, what are you thinking about in the morning?" is so serious that even her husband can ignore it. What's going on with the strong tsundere flavor in this tone, Mrs. Mo said that Mr. Mo's rank was too much, and she, a novice Xiaobai, said that she couldn't understand it.
Su Chensi smiled helplessly: "Well......, that's the case, I think there are business opportunities in this bowl of white fungus porridge." It should be well studied. Well, yes, that's it. When Mo Yi'an heard this answer, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. Obviously, he was surprised by Su Chensi's answer.
Not only curious to ask, "What is the business opportunity?" Su Chensi saw Mo Yi'an asking with a serious and puzzled face, not only did he doubt in his heart, could it be that he was wrong just now, and he thought too much? So, Su Chensi cautiously asked tentatively, "Didn't you find a business opportunity just now?" ”
Mo Yi'an couldn't help but smile and said, "No." Su Chensi asked a little embarrassed, "Then why were you in a daze just now?" Mo Yi'an understood why his little wife was so entangled and worshiping when she was distracted just now.
So, with a smile, he said, "I just thought this bowl of porridge was really delicious." Shall I have another bowl? After speaking, Mo Yi'an walked away with a deep look of merit and fame.
Only Su Chensi, who was still petrified in the same place, was left, and Su Chensi scolded uncivilly in his heart at this time: You are a big president, and any cooperation is hundreds of millions, and you are drinking a bowl of porridge at home.