"Okay, okay, I'm really convinced." Mo Xinchen helplessly scratched the tip of Ning Xiaomeng's nose, took her into his arms, and let the housekeeper evacuate.

At this time, Ning Xiaomeng noticed that he was the only one in this huge kitchen, and there was no trace of any maid.

"Didn't anyone help you?" She looked left and right curiously, and then raised her head to look at him, he was a big young master who didn't want anyone to help, what should he do with hot hands?

"I told them all to leave." He carried her to a stove, let her go, poured the pigeon meat from the cutting board into the pot, and stirred it a few times with his chopsticks.

"Be careful, don't get burned." She stood to the side, her hands crossed behind her back, looking at him worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid." He put down his chopsticks, picked up his knife and began to chop the green onions.

She smiled and watched him clumsily cut green onions, his knife skills were rusty, and when he cut it, it was always long and short, irregular, and he couldn't even see the appearance of green onions, it was obviously a green onion segment, but every time he cut it, it was his love for her, and this bowl of pigeon soup would contain his full love for her.

"Ahh

"What's wrong?" She quickly stared at his hand, shocked, "Huh? Bleeding, and saying that you are not stupid, do you have paper? What about paper? She pinched his cut finger and looked around for paper, but there was no paper in the kitchen.

What should I do if there is no paper to stop the bleeding? Suddenly, she thought of a solution, and without saying a word, she immediately took his injured finger in her mouth, and the rust-smelling blood immediately covered her mouth, and she sucked it to help him stop the bleeding, and only let go of his hand for a while.

Fortunately, only a small piece of skin has been shed, and the bleeding has stopped now.

"Forget it, don't get it, let me do it." Ning Xiaomeng exhaled deeply, pushed him away, picked up the knife and skillfully cut the green onions, you must know that she had learned from her mother, the green onions were a piece of cake, so she quickly cut the rest.

When compared to him, it is a stark contrast!

After cutting the green onions, she glanced at the boiling pot, picked up the chopsticks and was about to stir them, but was stopped by Mo Xinchen.

He snatched the chopsticks from her hand, "I have to make this pigeon soup myself, so that it can reflect its true meaning." He winked at her haughtily and stirred in the pot with his chopsticks.

Okay okay, you do it, she watched.

After more than ten minutes, the pigeon soup was ready, and this time she watched him put salt in order not to be sure that he would put too much.

Sure enough, he scooped up another big spoonful of salt, and was about to put it all in, but she stopped him in time.

"Put so much salt, you'll have to do it again later." She held her forehead speechlessly, took a spoon and put a little salt in the pot appropriately, then stirred it with a spoon, scooped a little and put it to her mouth and blew, and then tasted it.

Well, this time it's about the same, she nodded with satisfaction, poured the chopped green onions on the cutting board into the pot, stirred it the same way, and then took the bowl and served it.

"Well, it's so fragrant, can you taste it first?" She handed the bowl to him and said confidently.

"Okay." He took it with a smile, blew it, then took a sip, savored it and swallowed it, licked his lips and gave a thumbs up, "The saltiness is moderate, and my wife is still powerful." ”

"Hmph, of course!" She patted her chest and said proudly.

"Listen to the butler, pigeon soup is very effective for healing wounds, you drink it quickly." As he spoke, he handed her the bowl and let her drink.

She nodded, picked up the bowl and began to drink, her palms were warm, and her stomach was warm when she drank it.

She licked her lips and was still unsatisfied, turned around and scooped another bowl to drink, feeling that the more she drank, the better it tasted, and the more she drank, the more she didn't drink enough, was it because he made this pot of soup? She thought maybe so.

"Mo Xinchen ......" She put down the bowl in her hand, and suddenly wanted to discuss something with him, but as soon as she called out his name, he put his index finger to his mouth and "shhhh

"Didn't I say don't call me by name? Forgot about it so quickly? He squinted and smiled, squeezing her arm.

Don't call him by name? She began to search her mind for when exactly he had said it......

Time goes back to two hours ago......

"Mo Xinchen, I want to drink water." She sat on the bed and pulled the quilt to look at Mo Xinchen, who was playing with her mobile phone, and said that he didn't want her to get out of bed, so she had to call him.

Mo Xinchen raised his head, put his arms around her neck and approached her face, and said evilly: "Call my husband." ”

He was so close to her that the warm breath hit her face, and her face immediately turned red, and what he said made her even more ashamed.

"Do you want to call or not? Don't call and don't give water. Seeing that she was slow to speak, he began to urge hatefully.

But how embarrassed was she to call out, she was used to calling his name, and suddenly changed his name, or so affectionate, she really couldn't call it.

"Do you want to call or not? Give you three seconds. He brought his face closer to her, and now she was only a few centimeters away from touching his face, and she could see the hairs on his face.

She quickly twisted her face away, her heart was beating fast, as if she was about to pop out, her face was red, and her eyes were closed, "I won't drink anymore." "I'd rather wronged myself than call out such an affectionate title.

But Mo Xinchen didn't stop because of this, he shook his head and said, "Wife, come, be good, call your husband, and pour water for you." He straightened her face so that she could come face to face with him.

She put her hand against his chest, wanting him to stay away from her, and close her teeth, not because she refused to call, but because the title was changed too suddenly, she was not mentally prepared.

"I, I'll go and settle it myself, so I won't bother you." She pushed him away and struggled to get out of bed, only to be pulled back and confined by him less than a second after she left him.

"Okay, just let you go, don't call me by name in the future, or I'll punish you." He smiled wickedly, tapped his finger at her lips, and got up to pour water......

Back to the present, looking at him in front of her, she swallowed her saliva weakly, "Then shall I call it okay again?" "She can't be punished by him*, the devil knows how defenseless she is, and as soon as she is* she will be trapped in it and unable to extricate herself, and maybe she will say something that makes her heart beat and blush.

"Okay, I'll listen." He nodded and agreed.

"Ahem, that ...... Hey, I want to tell you something. "It's okay now, I didn't call him by name.

Mo Xinchen slid three black lines down his head, "You know it's not this that I want to hear, I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it, so, accept the 'sanctions'......"

"Wait a minute!" She quickly raised her hand to block his mouth, "Shall I do it again?" She blinked her eyes and said sincerely.

He lifted his hand and took her hand over his mouth and put it on his waist, "You only have one chance. With that, he grabbed the back of her head and leaned forward to cling to him.

"Hmm...... Mo ......"

"Call husband." He left her *, spit out three words softly, and when he saw that she still didn't scream, he pasted it up again, and * it was more violent.

This time she didn't even have a chance to breathe, and after a while, her face was flushed, and she collapsed in his arms, but fortunately he had her arms around her.

"Do you want to call or not?" He left her*, in a threatening tone.

She took a few breaths, the good girl doesn't suffer the loss in front of her, if she doesn't scream again, I'm afraid she will be suffocated to death after a while.

"Old, husband...... Hmm...... "Why?" Mo Xinchen, you bastard! Why did she call all the names and still not let her go? She cursed him inwardly, and after a while, she changed her mind again.

Mo Xinchen...... Hello sweet......

After a period of French fever*, he reluctantly left her, and I jumped out of his pit, once again red-faced, and I didn't dare to look up at him with my head down.

"Didn't you say you had something to discuss with me? Say, what's the matter. He cupped her face and looked at her.

"Oh, yes! I mean, can we not live here? She looked around, it was really extravagant and scary, this rich place lived, she was not used to it at all,

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable living? ”

"It's not...... The main thing is that it's too big here, and it's a little uncomfortable, but if you don't agree, forget it, I'll get used to it slowly. "He's a big young master, and it will definitely be uncomfortable to live in those relatively simple houses, so she decided that she would settle for him.

He suddenly snorted and laughed, and touched her head, "Actually, I think the same as you, but you also know that we came out of 'Guoben', and we didn't have any money with us, where did we go out and live?" ”

Bridge Cave ......

These two words immediately popped up in my mind, and I didn't know if Geely's bridge cave could live in people.

Seeing her deflated appearance, he pulled her into his arms, "I'll apply for a job tomorrow, and when we make money, we'll move out." ”

"Applying for a job?" If she remembers correctly, he graduated with a master's degree, right? And only nineteen years old, "You should still be in school, right?" "If you go to school, you should get a PhD.

"In the half month since I left you, I have already taught myself all the knowledge, and I happened to get all the diplomas in academia on the day I met you in the coffee shop, and it was Situ Yueyue who pulled me out, but I didn't expect to meet you just now.

But weren't you engaged to Cheon Yoon-hee that day? How did it end up in that place? He looked down at her strangely.

Ning Xiaomeng pushed him away and looked at him with her hands on her chest, "Listen to you, you seem to want me to get engaged to Qian Yunxi?" "She's in that place, not for him...... But if she and Cheon Yoon-hee get engaged, how will he react? She suddenly felt a little curious.

"How is that possible? I'm confident, don't you see? Actually, you ran away, right? ”

"So when I heard that I was going to get engaged to Cheon Yoon-hee, you didn't react at all, right?" She glanced at him unhappily, this man is so unconscionable, she ran away desperately, but she didn't expect him to be not only not moved, but also full of confidence!

He put his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Because I know you love me." After speaking, before she could react, he bent down and hugged her sideways.