Chapter 724

Wenyi got up, casually put on a shawl outside her pajamas, wore indoor slippers and went to the living room. She took a banana on the tea table and peeled it to satisfy her hunger. She still didn't resist curiosity and went to the kitchen. She wanted to see what the man was doing

She leaned against the door frame of the kitchen. From her point of view, the man was standing there with his back to her, and the steaming heat came out in front of him, making the sound of boiling water.

He's just standing, not moving, probably making soup?

In fact, Wenyi's action of eating banana can't compare with the sound of boiling soup in the pot, but Mo Shichen is keen. She stood for less than ten seconds and he noticed it and turned to look at her.

She was wearing a nightdress, a small sling, the skirt was over the knee, milky white, two layers, and the outside was a layer of white yarn. She wore a thin cashmere Plaid shawl with tassels. The hair tip over the shoulder had reached the clavicle, slightly disordered, but with a casual style.

She doesn't belong to that kind of It looks like you want to get a bed. It's a little bit more body. After all, the chest circumference is limited. But from the visual point of view, there is a kind of quiet and quiet certainty that no one else can replace.

Wenyi ate up a banana without blinking an eye, and then threw the banana peel into the garbage basket neatly and accurately. He said coldly, "Mr. Mo, if I really want to wait for your steamed stuffed bun, it seems that I can only wait for the Tomb Sweeping Day of next year or my death day to be worshipped."

Mo Shichen

His face was black and heavy, and his tone was not good. "You go to the restaurant and sit down, and you can eat it right away."

He's usually patient, but he's been running out of hours.

"Oh," she said in a cool tone, "how long is it? I've been sleeping for a long time, and I haven't got to eat when I wake up from hunger. I'd better eat some bananas and go back to bed and eat again tomorrow morning."

"Five minutes."

Wen Yi raised her wrist, looked at the time, and then turned to the restaurant. In the few minutes she waited, she looked at the house with her mobile phone, thinking while watching Well, just like when she was in Paris, she bought a three bedroom apartment in a high-end house near the company.

Five minutes later, the man came to the table with a steaming bun.

Wen Yi looked at it and laughed directly, and it was the kind of ha ha ha

The smiling Mo Shichen didn't know whether she had left Paris or because his steamed stuffed bun was really funny. She lost her usual reserve and elegance. She laughed so much that she even burst into tears. "My God There are such ugly buns in the world... "

The more she laughed, the more expressionless he was.

When is he afraid of being laughed at, and nobody dares to laugh at him? Also because the son of Mo is proud and conceited in his bones, and these conceits are backed up by confidence and capital.

People, the more time and energy they spend on things they don't do well, the more likely they are to become angry. See Mr. Mo at this moment.

He was on the side, Yin cool remind, "madam, you are careful to laugh fork gas."

Wenyi finished laughing and then slowly stopped her voice. She looked at the strange shape without the shape of steamed stuffed bun on her face and reluctantly restored her stable voice. She said, "it's really a person who can't be judged by his appearance. Such a handsome fan like Mr. Mo can make such ugly and heartless steamed stuffed buns."

Mo Shichen did not lose his temper. He opened his chair and sat down beside her. He took a small bowl, and then took a "Tuo" with his chopsticks. He blew it first, and then fed it to her lips. He said with a smile, "have a taste."

"I'm Yankong. I don't eat such ugly buns."

“……”

He was patient. "Look at my hands, ma'am."

She actually saw it.

Just now when he brought the steamed stuffed bun, her attention was taken away and she didn't notice others. But when he took the chopsticks to feed the bun to her lips, she had to be blind to not see it.

A man comes quickly and has a clear bone. He is so beautiful that he can see that it is a noble boy with a golden spoon. His hand is terrible. His fingers are scalded, blistered and cut several times

Wenyi shook his head, heartless way, "baozi ugly hand is still so ugly, you call me how to eat."

“……”

Ink when Chen light way, "you look at my face to eat."

“……”

"No

He narrowed his eyes, deep eyes already have a dangerous dark awn, "you said you want to eat steamed buns, I steamed for hours."

"Even if you steam for a few years and look ugly, I won't eat it."

"OK," Mo Shichen gave her a angry smile. Although he knew from the beginning that the woman wanted to eat steamed stuffed buns was just to upset him, he did it, hurt himself, and was also burned like a fool for several times. She even refused to open her mouth and stamped her nose on her face. "Either, you eat my ugly bag, or I feed myself to you. Anyway, you are Yankong."

Wen Yi How could you force me to eat something so uglyHe said with a smile, "the first day you knew I didn't want face?"

“……”

Wenyi ignored him.

Mo Shichen's hoarse voice coaxed her, "you should know that the reason why I used to attack Ye Silan's younger brother was because I knew that I didn't use hard for you at that time. You were divorced from this marriage, but I also know that you eat soft or not, so within the bottom line, I still want to use soft to you..." After a few seconds of pause, the message on his lips deepened. "Madam, you don't want me to turn against you, do you?"

This words, as if is not cover up even coax with force.

"If I don't eat your steamed buns, you will turn against me. Is that your courteous attitude?"

He slightly corrected, "this is not steamed bun, this is the steamed bun that I steamed for several hours and scalded four times by hand."

“……”

He's proud to have a hot hand, right?

Wenyi was too lazy to grind with him, opened his mouth and took a bite of the steamed bun that had been leaning on her lips.

Mo Shi Chen deep eyes for a moment staring at her slowly chewing action, looking at the undisguised dislike with the frown heart, put the bun directly into her mouth, cold way, "eat, at least give me to eat five."

Let her toss him, let her dare to let him steamed buns.

Wenyi felt that she was really in the way of her upbringing and table manners that she didn't vomit it out for him. She stopped chewing and directly swallowed the things in her mouth. Then she pushed his hand away with the steamed stuffed bun. She choked her throat and said, "Mr. Mo, do you try to make such a bad bun? In fact, you want to sleep with me?"

He squinted and sneered, "why, would you sleep with me?"

She pulled her lips. "Compared with the handsome men who are good-looking and good-looking, the ugly steamed stuffed buns, of course, choose the one behind me for my superficial facial control."

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