Mo Zhinan's taste for food is similar to Jin Shenhan's, both of which are the extravagance and exquisite appetite that many people have discouraged from cultivating in the luxurious life of drunken gold since childhood.

Anything that is not delicious, they will not touch the slightest bit.

The taste buds are nourished by the special chef and are delicate and delicate.

Therefore, the restaurant selected by Mo Zhinan will not be bad in terms of grade and deliciousness.

Chen Yingshu was led by him into the good seat reserved by the window of the restaurant, sat down, and the man was very gentlemanly handed her the menu and asked her to choose.

Although Chen Yingshu is also a rich girl, she is not very picky about what she eats.

Therefore, when she was in college, she was not extremely picky about eating like many aristocratic ladies, on the contrary, she liked the freshly ground soy milk and purple rice potato buns made in the small restaurant outside the university.

It's delicious and not expensive, and it can still be satisfying.

"The head chef of this restaurant stayed in France for ten years, and returned to China to start his own business and made this brand store, and it tasted very good, I tasted it twice." Mo Zhinan opened his mouth warmly, and his black eyes were a little indescribably deep in the white light of the crystal lamps around the restaurant.

Chen Yingshu glanced down at the dishes on it, and said lightly: "I'm not very good at ordering, so let's choose these few." ”

Chen Yingshu pointed to the waiter waiting next to him and pointed to a few simple dishes on it.

After the waiter smiled and wrote it down, he immediately asked the man who was leaning lazily on the back of the chair: "Mo Shao, what do you want to eat?" ”

The waiter remembered him, one of the premier noblemen in the Beijing circle.

Such a distinguished guest, come twice.

They definitely have to keep it in mind.

Mo Zhinan said: "Just serve two signature dishes. ”

The waiter nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, Mo Shao, you wait." ”

The waiter left with the menu.

Mo Zhinan picked up a bottle of wine on the table and poured a little for Chen Yingshu's wine glass: "Can you drink?" ”

Chen Yingshu nodded: "Well, a little." ”

Mo Zhinan point so far, I didn't pour a lot, a small layer of shallow, and poured a little bit for my wine glass after pouring.

The dish hasn't been served yet, and the two of them are a little embarrassed to sit like this.

In order to alleviate this embarrassment, Mo Zhinan raised his glass and touched a glass with her first, Chen Yingshu just didn't know what to say, so he hurriedly held the wine glass and drank the red wine slowly.

After drinking for a while, almost bottoming out, Mo Zhinan saw that the man's good-looking thin lips suddenly pulled out a faint smile: "Drink so urgently? ”

"Slow down, or you'll get drunk."

Chen Yingshu was so suddenly said by him, and when he raised his eyes, he just saw his handsome face smiling at her in the scattered lights.

The man's facial features are deep, his eyes are dark, his thin lips are like mountains, and the whole person is like a black panther lurking in the dense forest, strong and handsome.

But there is a danger that makes people breathe to be stopped.

It is undeniable that the man who can be praised by a celebrity in the Beijing circle as one of the men's gods is indeed handsome and heart-wrenching.

Chen Yingshu used to go abroad in school, including abroad, and he has also seen many handsome men, some of whom are still mixed-race.

But those men, although handsome, do not have the innate nobility exuded by Mo Zhinan.

That's probably the difference between him and them, right?

Chen Yingshu stared at his face in a trance for a few seconds, and then quickly retracted his gaze and said, "I'm a little thirsty." ”

"So I'm in a hurry."

"You said earlier, I'll pour you water." Mo Zhinan picked up the glass on the table and prepared to pour water into the glass on her chest.

As soon as her fingers landed on her glass, Chen Yingshu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously grabbed the glass.

She wanted to pour her own water.

Don't bother him.

As a result, in a panic and haste, her soft fingertips accidentally touched the back of his warm hand, and in an instant, a faint touch of electricity came like a tide.

Chen Yingshu frowned, instinctively withdrawing his hand.

But the man opposite suddenly raised his eyelids, looked at her deeply, and grabbed her hand in the palm of his hand with his backhand.

Again, tighten tightly.

Slowly hold it in the palm of your hand and feel the softness that belongs to her.

It turns out that a girl's hands can be so soft.

It's like touching a piece of soft cotton.

Very comfortable.

"Mo Shao?" The 'surprise' he held was inseparable and inseparable, Chen Yingshu was thin-skinned and blushed, and hurriedly struggled to get rid of his hand.

The softness of the palm is gone.

The man's eyes froze, and he subconsciously sneered at himself, why is he like a hairy boy?

So anxious?

"Sorry, it's a little out of control."

Chen Yingshu didn't dare to look at him, turned his face sideways, and said in a panic: "It's okay." ”

It's strange, why are they like this all of a sudden?

Obviously the day before was still tense to keep his distance, and in the future, he would get along like strangers, and finally divorce?

Now, what is she doing?

Chen Yingshu, you're really crazy.

No, when she was in the study last night, she was distraught.

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Fortunately, the exquisite and high-end meals came up quickly, and Chen Yingshu hurriedly lowered his head to eat, which alleviated this embarrassment and confusion.

After eating, the two drove home, because they both drank a little, Mo Zhinan sat in the back seat.

The bodyguards gave the two of them a drive.

The two of them were silent all the way, until they returned home, and when Mo Zhinan returned the car keys to her, he said, "Tonight...... You don't have to sleep in the guest bedroom, the ventilation is not very good, and it is not good for the girl's health. ”

"I'm not drunk, I'm not messing around."

Subtext, he won't touch her casually.

She can rest assured that she will sleep in the same bed with him.

Although they did sleep in the same bed a few times before.

But at that time they didn't think much of each other.

It's a little different now......

Chen Yingshu's heartbeat subconsciously accelerated again, the pinna of her ears seemed to have been lit with a candle, her ears were extremely hot, and her face was overflowing with a tomato-colored flush, he was really good at - which pot was not opened, and hurriedly grabbed the key in his palm and went upstairs first.

When he arrived at the bedroom on the second floor in one breath, Chen Yingshu's heartbeat was still inexplicably strong.

Reaching out to cover her hot face, she tried to calm herself down.

Then take a deep breath and go to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, the hotness on her face has subsided a lot, but does she really want to sleep in the same bed with him for a while?

In fact, when she agreed to marry, she considered having a relationship with him.

After all, they are married, although there is no love.

But if the family pressures them to have children, it will inevitably ......

Woo, what was she thinking?

Chen Yingshu bit her lip hard, reached out and rubbed her temples, crazy, is her brain broken?

Why do you think so much?

Sleeping in a bed doesn't mean anything.

She didn't have to think about it anymore.

Can't really think about it.

Forcing himself to calm down again, Chen Yingshu hurriedly went to bed and wanted to sleep first.

But it's a little early.

She usually sleeps around ten o'clock, but now it's only half past eight???

How to sleep?

Closed his eyes, pulled the quilt and pretended to sleep, but Mo Zhinan came up, and when he entered the door, he saw the woman who was already lying in the quilt, but the man didn't say anything to her, but smiled lightly at the corner of his lips, and then went into the bathroom to wash.

This time, the man who has always disliked perfume after taking a spray bath.

For the first time, when I took a bath and put on my black pajamas, I took out the camellia perfume after the bath that had been useless for almost half a year.

Squirted a few times on his pajamas and neck.

Then put down the camellia perfume bottle and take a look at yourself in the mirror.

Turn around and walk out.

The bedroom was still quiet, Chen Yingshu was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, Mo Zhinan walked to the bed, took off his soft and dragged him to bed.

When I pulled the quilt and came in.

Take a look at the time, nine o'clock.

It's hard for him to go to bed so early.

He is also a night owl.

You won't sleep until twelve o'clock.

So isn't there something you should do to go to bed so early?

Thinking so, the man lowered his eyes slightly, leaned over and approached Chen Yingshu's side, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Are you asleep?" ”

Chen Yingshu didn't dare to squeak, closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

But the smell of the man's good perfume mixed with his own crisp smell hit the tip of her nose, and she couldn't help but purse her red lips.

It's a small gesture.

Mo Zhinan saw it, and his thin lips instantly outlined an evil arc, but he didn't expect Chen Yingshu to have such a cute side, huh?

As if he had discovered something unusual, Mo Zhinan leaned down towards her.

Almost touched her soft shoulders.

Maybe it was because the breath he unconsciously suppressed was too strong and blazing, Chen Yingshu was afraid that he would pull her pajamas, and he couldn't pretend to be asleep all of a sudden, so he instinctively opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a man close to him, with dark eyes.

Those eyes were very dark.

Like the deep sea, it is more like a thousand miles of ink pool, thick and bottomless, but it can firmly attract people's souls, and they want to swim into it to find out.

Chen Yingshu was absorbed, his brain was blank, and his beautiful eyes stared blankly into his eyes.

The whole person was stiffly stunned, forgetting to speak for a while, looking at each other silently, neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere in the bedroom gradually became a little ambiguous.

Even she could feel a little inexplicably dry, this feeling was wrong, Chen Yingshu shook her eyes nervously, and wanted to turn around the next second.

But late.

In the next second, against the orange wall light, the man, with a strong and hot hormonal breath, pressed down without warning, and the slightly cool thin lips were soft for the first time.