Chapter 817

When Mo Shichen's car was about to park in the parking space, the phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and was ready to answer. When he looked up, he looked at the parking space in front of him. A woman's figure had already jumped into his eyes. He stopped, opened the corner of his lips, and laughed silently.

Wenyi is casually pulling the things in the trunk, waiting for a while, no one answers, she frowns, ready to dial again.

At this time, he can't be in a meeting. The man didn't answer the phone.

Although guess also know that most of the mobile phone is not nearby, but Wenyi or gave birth to a point or two unreasonable little temper.

There is a kind of The subtle sense of blame for not answering her phone call after making up.

Before her finger touched the notes of his address book, her back suddenly became warm. She was surrounded by the back. The scream of fright had not broken her throat. The tip of her nose had touched the familiar breath. She was surprised and half pleased. She turned around in his arms in a conditioned way. Sure enough, she saw a handsome face, looking down at her, with a smile on the bottom of her eyes.

She was stunned for a long time before she heard her voice, "how can you be like a ghost..."

He bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the face, in a triumphant tone. "You really can't speak, honey. It's better to say" come from the sky "in this kind of situation

“……”

Admire his face.

Mo Shichen's sight shifted from her face to her back, glanced at the things in the trunk, and the radian of the lip angle became deeper. "I was still half pushed in the morning, but I was not willing to look forward to it. I really wanted to go shopping."

As he spoke, he would kiss the woman's lips.

There is no deep kiss, only a simple kiss.

Wenyi didn't avoid it, but after kissing, she pulled her face and said, "you asked me to buy some ingredients to wait for you to cook. Anyway, it's not me who wants to cook. How can I look forward to you when I purchase? I know you are conceited, but Mr. Mo, can you not be sentimental all the time? "

The more she pulled her face, the more she laughed. At last, she simply bent down her shoulder and put her hand on the back of the car behind her. As a result, she was surrounded by him. "I only know that the stronger your purchasing desire, the more things you buy, the better your mood, which is equivalent to your expectation of me."

“……”

Is there such a misinterpretation?

Wenyi speechless looked at him, curled his lips, raised his feet and stepped on his shoes, and said, "it's time to catch up with coolie and carry all the things in the trunk up."

"Yes."

When he really carried the shopping bags one by one, Wen Yi raised his hand and closed the trunk. He frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, and then asked, "your injury Can you mention that? "

Ink when Chen mouth picked out a few smiles, and then a serious answer, "I can accompany you to fight 300 rounds."

“……”

She should not have asked, Wenyi did not want to pay attention to him, carrying his bag went to the front.

…………

After entering the house, Mo Shichen changed shoes and looked at the woman hanging clothes. He asked with a low smile, "shall we go to the restaurant outside?"

Wen job smelt speech to glance at him, "I bought vegetables."

"Want me to do it?"

She lifted her chin. "You said it yourself."

I want him to do it. His words are so full that he doesn't even have a door.

He said with a smile, "OK, you can change your clothes, and I will serve you."

Wen Yi glanced at the shopping bag beside his leg, didn't say anything, and went directly to the cloakroom.

Mo Shichen took her shopping bag to the kitchen, took out the ingredients to be used tonight and put them on the flow table. The rest was orderly put into the refrigerator, which was almost full after putting them.

He worked in the kitchen alone for a long time, but he didn't see Wenyi come out again. When he cut vegetables, he was smiling and slightly distracted. Miss Wen seemed to want to make her temper shake her cold face. However, it didn't matter. She was willing to indulge in front of him, which he could not get.

In fact, Wenyi was not as he thought. She just touched her face and decided to take a bath when she was ready to change her clothes. After a while, she could eat the dinner made by Mr. Mo himself. It was also a refreshing thing.

When Moshen began to cook, Wen Yi came into the kitchen with a cup of tea.

He heard the news and looked back at her.

After the bath, the woman wore a wine red sweater with shoulder length. Her black hair was not washed, and her thin white ears were slightly disordered. She also took off her make-up after the bath. Her clean and plain face was younger than that with her make-up. She was holding a cup of steaming tea on her white hand and was looking down at the things in his pot curiously.

Rare playful, amorous feelings, and home.

"Half an hour to wait."

"Oh," Wen Yi put his tea aside and looked up at him with a smile. "I'm afraid you're thirsty. I poured you tea and put it here."

He nodded, "well.""Go on, then. I'll go back to my study and read some books."

"Well."

Wen Yi listened to his brief answer, but he couldn't help looking at him more, but he saw that there was no displeasure on the side of the man's face. The outline was wrapped by a thin layer of tenderness. He was so handsome. His posture of cooking half seriously and carelessly didn't damage his bearing, but it was a girl's heart.

She pursed her lips and looked at it for a long time. She had already asked, "Mo Shichen, you should not be used to this kind of day?"

"What day?"

"Cook, clean up."

Mo Shichen laughed, "baby, do you really think I am a prince?"

"Almost. The prince has power. If you have money, money can buy power."

He said faintly, "don't say I lost my memory in Jiangcheng that half a year is a poor and down-to-earth son, that is, I grew up in those years to learn, afraid is a lot of things, do you think is a lot of things?"

She Oh voice, and then said, "it's true that master Mo can bend and stretch."

"Thank you very much," he said

“……”

She wanted to turn around, but she suddenly remembered something. She half tilted her head and squinted and asked, "I said you are a person. Before I sent someone to send me roses every day, once it was settled, there would be no more. Do you want to show your utilitarian heart so obviously?"

"I send you roses to make you think of me when I can't show up. The flowers are on your desk. Every time you see them, you will remember who sent them. Now when you can see my people, flowers are dispensable."

“……”

The man who was frying vegetables looked back at her and said with a smile, "if you like, I'll send you fresh roses every few days. It's a waste to send fresh roses every day."

“……”

Wenyi looked at him without expression for a while, then picked up her tea and left.

Listen to the successful man laugh behind her.

She really didn't want to see him.

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