Quan Mo wiped the water stains on his hands, walked up to her, pinched her chin with one hand and lifted it, lowered his head to kiss it, and tasted it, "Okay, sit down obediently." ”

“……”

Good perfunctory.

An Ge had no choice but to sit on the cooking table and watch him cook with his legs dangling, take out his mobile phone, point it at herself, and make Quan Mo, who was grilling fish next to her, her background.

"Click-"

An Ge smiled at the camera, a perfect one.

"Who is it for?" Quan Mo glanced back at her.

Hearing this, An Ge's eyes froze, and then said lightly, "Who can I show it, show it to myself." ”

She lowered her head, swiped her fingers across her Weibo, found the private message, and sent out two photos, one was just taken, and the other was taken with the three Kuotai-

Every time An Ge posted a photo, he sent extremely provocative words underneath -

"The three Kuotai all lost money to me, and it's good to be Mrs. Quan."

"Kwon Mo made dinner for me, he was so nice to me."

She sent a private message to that person......

The mastermind behind the intimidation information is nothing more than that she can't stand being Quan Mo's wife, and she is so stimulated every day, that person will definitely jump out.

By the time the man jumps out, she'll be able to put an end to it.

Turning off the mobile phone screen, An Ge turned his head and stared intently at Quan Mo cooking an American meal, his sleeves up to his elbow joints, his flexible slender hands, with distinct joints, elegantly like he was making a work of art.

By the time she's done with everything, she should never see him cooking for her again.

"Don't look at me anymore."

Kwon Mo coldly warned her.

"Who am I looking at if I don't look at you, those new bodyguard brothers? They all seem to be handsome. An Ge laughed and teased.

Quan Mo laid out the dishes and raised his eyes to look at her coldly, "I'll quit them all in a while." ”

“……”

This man.

Bringing all the dinner to the table, Quan Mo walked back to the kitchen, and An Ge sat on the cooking table and shook his hands at him, begging for a hug like a child.

Kwon Mo walked over and picked her up.

An Ge put his arms around his neck and kissed him fiercely on the face, "Thank you, husband, you are so good to me." ”

Quan Mo hooked his lips.

An Ge sat down at the dining table and began to stir up the clouds, tasting all the things that Quan Mo had made.

Quan Mo's movements are elegant, and his eating is slow and orderly, which is in stark contrast to her.

An Ge said while eating, "Quan Mo, what you want to eat, I will learn to make it for you." ”

"No need." Quan Mo glanced at her slender and clean hand, and said indifferently, her hand was completely non-wet.

"Wouldn't you be unhappy if you never ate what I cooked?" An Ge asked casually as he ate.

"Why forever?" Quan Mo raised his eyes, his handsome face was expressionless, and his words were poisonous, "You are holding the microphone in your hand now, and when you are old, your hand will be used to cook for me." ”

“……”

An Ge paused as he bit his fork, his eyes were a little dull, he lowered his eyes for a while, and opened his mouth almost silently, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that time." ”

can't wait for people to be old and yellow; Can't wait for the day when he cooks and cooks.

"Say what?" Kwon Mo's ears are sharp.

An Ge showed a big smile at him, "I said okay, wait for my old Zhuhuang to cook for you." ”

When did the four words of Lao Zhu Huang also become an oath.

Kwon Mo hooked his lips again, and after getting married, she made his smile even more.