The sound of the water stopped, and Mo Sihan walked to the cloakroom.

"Good luck worry, don't hook me like this in the future." Mo Sihan's low voice came, as if the ascetic aura on his body had returned overnight.

This tone makes it seem as if he was a victim last night, and Zhu Wuwu is the perpetrator.

The old fox is the old fox, not to mention eating and wiping people clean, but also firmly occupying the moral high ground.

"It's annoying!" I wish you no worries, pull the quilt above your head to block out the noise.

came out again, Mo Sihan wore a light blue casual shirt with a pair of black trousers, refreshing and chapped, fashionable and aura, very "domineering president" style.

Mo Sihan gently lifted the quilt covering her head, leaned over Zhu Wuwu and whispered, "I'll go make breakfast for you, you can sleep more, I'll call you after a while."

Does Mo Sihan still make breakfast? Is this the sun hitting the west out?

If you want to say that he has a bit of a golden business acumen, I wish you no worries, and when it comes to cooking, forget it.

Zhu Wuwu met his starry eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Mo Sihan scratched the tip of her nose with a little pampering: "Looking at your expression, it seems that you don't believe that I can cook?"

Xu is that his expression is too gentle, his movements are too restrained, and his sex appeal is a mess.

Zhu Wuwu's mind shook uncontrollably, and he hurriedly covered it up with indifference: "I don't care about this."

President Moda, this is a typical hot face stuck to the cold ass.

Mo Sihan pinched Zhu Wuwu's chin angrily, and sealed his lips domineeringly.

"Hmm~"

Zhu Wuwu was blinded by this sudden action, so he had to protest with his eyes: "Are you finished?"

Fortunately, this kiss stopped at a shallow taste, and it was not as aggressive as last night.

"You just spoke with a bad attitude, this is your punishment." Mo Sihan's tone was incredibly gentle.

The woman in front of her was blushing, her eyes were misty, and she was indescribably confused.

Her lips that he kissed were full of color, pure and lustful, and she was the type that men couldn't resist.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Wuwu pushed him weakly, and the tone of his voice was so weak and obedient.

Just her words and deeds, Mo Sihan's mood changed rapidly, and he couldn't help but recall the beauty of last night.

In the next moment, he leaned over again to grab the sweet smell in her sandalwood mouth, which was as beautiful as he imagined.

Originally, at the beginning, he was just a gentle touch, but he didn't want to finally lose his strength, and from a gentle exploration that stopped at a shallow taste, it turned into a slightly aggressive siege.

He wrapped one hand around her waist and the other around her neck, tossing and turning, crushing, and overturning.

His ferocious draws are in stark contrast to her delicate powerlessness.

I wish you no worries like a silk flower that is powerless to cling, let him do it, the mist in his eyes, through a blurry trance, more and more hooked to death.

Mo Sihan was instantly uncomfortable to death, his Adam's apple unconsciously rolled up and down, and many chaotic thoughts appeared in his mind.

Could this be the self-control that Mo Sihan has always been proud of?

In front of Zhu Wuwu, this bit of self-control is simply vulnerable.

I really can't figure out how he used to be among the thousands of flowers and not a single leaf is touched?

The only explanation can only be that a man who has been abstinent for a long time is like a flood beast that opens the floodgates, and it is really terrifying.

Zhu Wuwu was annoyed, and pushed him away with all his might, and said angrily, "Mo Sihan, you have too little to do!"

He used to disdain to kiss her, but he didn't expect to be so addicted now.

"Alright, I'm going downstairs."

Mo Sihan tried to restrain himself, deliberately turned his gaze away from her, and finally strode out of the room.

Thanks to him, the feeling of being run over by a bulldozer deepened again.

……

As soon as Zhu Wuwu walked to the staircase, the aroma of food wafted from the tip of his nose.

Zhu Wuwu glanced downstairs, Mo Sihan walked out of the kitchen with a cute apron and food in his hand.

He looks like a perfect family cook.

Mo Sihan smiled at her: "Breakfast is ready, you came down just in time, I'll go up and call you again."

At this point, the Little Youth League should have been sent to the kindergarten as soon as possible.

Zhu Wuwu frowned: "Don't you have to go to work today?"

"I'm on vacation today, you don't have to go to the store, come with me somewhere later." Mo Sihan looked mysterious.

Zhu Wuwu's expression was slightly displeased: "Mo Sihan, if you change the imperative statement to a notification statement, you won't be annoying?"

"Can't I change it in the future?" Mo Sihan hurriedly changed his tone and respectfully asked her, "Wife, do you have time to accompany me to a place in a while?"

"First, don't call me my wife, it's disgusting. Second, where are you going to take me?"

"You'll find out when you're there."

Zhu Wuwu naturally thought of the place where he took her for a while, and it was likely that it was a hospital.

Zhu Wuwu resolutely said, "I won't go."

"Don't go to the hospital, I'll scare you." Moss smiled.

Why did Zhu Wuwu think he was so much like a roundworm in her stomach, just guess it.

"Who's scared?" Zhu Wuwu said this, but his heart was still empty.

To let Mo Sihan know that she performed a sterilization operation behind his back, it may cause several levels of landslides and tsunamis.

Mo Sihan beckoned Zhu Wuwu to come over for breakfast: "Come and have breakfast."

Looking at this hearty and tempting breakfast on the table, Zhu Wuwu pouted: "Are you really making these?"

Mo Sihan ate his food gracefully, and replied as he ate, "Of course, I went to learn it. Because I need to make breakfast for the little youth group every three days."

In this world, probably only the Little Youth League can make him so attentive, and his title of daughter slave is really not in vain.

Although Zhu Wuwu didn't want to admit it, the breakfast he made seemed to taste good.

Mo Sihan paused and added, "There are not many people in this world who can let me cook by myself, and you are one of them."

Please, can you not suddenly say such sultry things while others are eating?

If you don't do it, you'll die.

After all, there are many people who are killed by thunder and lightning, choked to death by eating, and choked to death by drinking water.

Because of his words, Zhu Wuwu almost choked on orange juice.

Today's president of Moda has excessive sugar, and her words and deeds have a sweet and greasy taste, which makes her scalp tingle.

*

In the basement, rows of luxury cars lined up.

Mo Sihan randomly picked a car to sit in and decided to drive himself.

He took off his blazer and put it on the back seat, his shirt was rolled up a little, revealing his structured arms, and a limited-edition watch on his wrist, which was full of money in elegance.

I have to say that he is really handsome when he plays the steering wheel with one hand, revealing the charm of a mature man.

Out of the garage, Zhu Wuwu turned his face sideways and asked him, "Where are you going?" What are we going to do?"

"Dating." Mo Sihan blurted out, smiling brightly and brightly in the sun.

Mo Sihan actually wanted to go on a date with Zhu Wuwu for the first time?

The power of the word 'dating' exploded in Zhu Wuwu's mind like a nuclear bomb, her little white porcelain face turned red instantly, and the whole person looked a little cramped, biting her lip with her teeth.

The corners of Mo Sihan's lips hooked a charming arc, and his voice said evilly, "Isn't it okay for me to go out on a date with my wife for my wedding anniversary?"

Wedding anniversary?

Zhu Wuwu looked at the date, today is really the day for him and her to get the certificate.

There seemed to be a bitterness spreading in Zhu Wuwu's mouth: "Mo Sihan, we have only had a wedding anniversary once, and I don't have a good impression of that time, what big drama have you prepared for me to watch today?"

Why do women like to turn over old accounts so much? Isn't that interesting?

「……」

Zhu Wuwu continued to mend the knife: "Actually, I can't blame you, you didn't remember this at all before."

Who is Mo Sihan?

In his words, every minute of his life is worth money, how can he easily squander it?

Mo Sihan frowned, took out a jewelry box from the drawer and handed it to her, "Let's turn the page on the past."

"What is this?"

"Gifts."

Zhu Wuwu was too lazy to open it, and ignored it: "You are so generous, last time it was a one-of-a-kind crown, this time it won't be a pink diamond the size of a pigeon's egg, right?" In your eyes, is it good to have a gift as long as it is expensive?"

Mo Sihan smiled, "Of course, there is a reason why you are expensive."

"But I don't like it, you can take it back." Zhu Wuwu's eyes showed a trace of disdain and refused to accept it.

Mo Sihan shook his head, "You're really hard to serve."

Zhu Wuwu looked away and turned his gaze out of the car: "It's good that you know."

*

An hour later, the car pulled up in front of a cottage in the woods.

It's an idyllic villa, and instead of a romantic fountain is a sea of roses, as beautiful as a fairy tale.

Zhu Wuwu's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the sea of flowers in front of him: "Wow, where is this?"

Mo Sihan stared at her gently, and said affectionately, "This is the Yixun Garden I built for you, do you like it?"

I wish you no worries to chew the words: "What is handy?"

"That's what it means that I planted for you in this sea of roses." Mo Sihan lied and didn't make drafts.

Zhu Wuwu sneered: "Edit, continue to edit."

Mo Sihan raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly: "You ruthlessly exposed it. Well, I'm going to ask someone else to plant it for you."

Zhu Wuwu pouted: "Cut."

Today's Zhu Wuwu is wearing a floral dress, which is so beautiful that it does not eat the fireworks in the world.

Mo Sihan thought that her pouting was good-looking, and her misty eyes were like starlight on the horizon.

When Zhu Wuwu walked in the sea of flowers in a floral dress, Mo Sihan felt that she was as beautiful as a flower butterfly, and every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of his heart, numb and itchy, extremely beautiful.

Such a beautiful picture is suitable for permanent collection.

"Mistress, may we go in?" Mo Sihan invited her gentlemanly.

It seems that he also has something to prepare.

The two of them also walked to the gate of the pastoral villa.

Mo Sihan motioned for her to open the door, and Zhu Wuwu was still hesitating to go in, but the door opened.

"Facial recognition is successful, welcome home."

"Whew!"

Countless flashing lights pierced people and couldn't even open their eyes, Zhu Wuwu wanted to turn around and escape, but was dragged tightly into the house by Mo Sihan.

"What's going on?" Zhu Wuwu looked at Mo Sihan beside him in a panic.

Mo Si Hanyun smiled lightly: "I invited these media friends, and in order to make up for the regret of the last time, I decided to open up our relationship between husband and wife."