Chapter 59

After he Yunan looked back at her, he turned to Yanmo and said: "ah, you see she's still curious, or you'd better tell her!"

However, he Yunan didn't wait for Yanmo to open his mouth. He turned to look at Baili Qingye and took over his words. He continued: "forget it, let me tell you. It's Yanmo who is for you Oh! "No!"

It can only be said that he Yunan deserves to be. Even if his mouth is covered, he can hum hard in his nasal voice, trying to make Baili Qingye distinguish some key words from his nasal voice.

He Yunan was Yanmo covered his mouth, all the way into the kitchen, he constantly struggle, but in the control of Yanmo, it seems very powerless.

Before closing the kitchen door, Yanmo poked his head out and looked at the Baili Qingye outside the door and said, "you wait for a while, you'll be fine soon..." After thinking about it, he added: "go to the bedroom and lie down for a while. You can't walk more now."

“…… Oh Bai Li Qing Ye was stunned.

Watching the kitchen door close slowly, Baili Qingye walks to the bedroom blankly.

How did their relationship suddenly become so good?

There is no noise from those women in the villa, and there is no trouble from 9. Now it's a lot quieter. Baili Qingye walks up to the second floor and goes into the bedroom to lie down. He hasn't been lying in his bed for a long time, almost forgetting this feeling.

"Well So soft, so comfortable. " Baili Qingye stretched his waist, squinted and soon fell asleep.

Recently, I don't know whether it's because I'm pregnant or something. Baili Qingye is always very sleepy. As soon as she lies in bed, she has fallen into deep sleep.

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"Qingye Clear leaves? Wake up, have lunch... "

At noon, Bai Li Qing Ye was awakened by Yan mo. she opened her eyes and nodded her head in a trance: "have a meal Who burned it? "

"Try it first." Yan Mo can't help the smile on his face. He reaches out his hand to pick up Bai Li Qing Ye and goes downstairs.

Bai Li Qing Ye exclaimed, too lazy to come down again. He put his hand around Yan Mo's neck and held himself firmly on Yan Mo's body.

When he got downstairs, he Yunan frowned and said, "Hey, pay attention. There's a single dog here looking at you. Just keep it down. Do you know what it means?"

Two people didn't pay attention to he Yunan's shouting. When they got to the seat, Yanmo slowly put Baili Qingye on the chair. Baili Qingye tilted his head on the chair and kissed his cheek and said, "thank you, husband."

"Damn, I'm shameless. I can't watch it any more. If you want to eat it, you can eat it quickly. I'm starving to death..." He Yunan's line of sight from the two sweet honey body transferred to the dinner table.

At this time, Baili Qingye found that there were all kinds of things she liked to eat on the table, which seemed to be just out of the pot.

Yan Mo also then sat down, looking at the tabletop placed chopsticks, a take away he Yunan in front of the chopsticks, indifferent way: "who said you can sit down to eat?"

He Yunan watched as he was swept away in front of him. Even the dishes were brought to Baili Qingye. He wanted to cry without tears.

"Lying trough, you are not. It's almost afternoon. You don't say it in the morning or in the evening. When you finish using me, you kick it. It's not kind of you!"

"If you still want that sponsorship money." Yan Mo idly put down such a sentence.

Finally, when Baili Qingye leaves the hospital, the next thing is their world. How can Yan Mo let such an illiterate person as he Yunnan come in?

"Well, you're tough." He Yunan covered his stomach and rushed out of the door of the villa.

"Try this one." Yan Mo put a chopstick of vegetables into her mouth carefully.

It's delicious. Baili Qingye's eyes lit up. Then he looked at the food in front of him and asked, "are these all made by he Yunan?"

"No Yan Mo just answered this, then looked up and asked with a little expectation: "delicious?"

Bai Li Qing Ye looks at Yan Mo's expectant eyes. If he Yunan doesn't do it, it's only Yan mo. she's stunned. She answers, "you've been learning to cook recently?"

"Well, how about it? Is it delicious?" Yan Mo asked again.

"Delicious." Bai Li Qing leaves a sour nose want to cry, his face buried in the embrace of the ink, choking.

In fact, before the group of women came, he went outside to sign up for a remedial cooking class. During the class, it was full of housewives. He was the only one wearing a suit and holding a spatula, which was out of place with other people.

However, as long as the approval of Baili Qingye is obtained, the previous sufferings seem to be nothing.

"Well, I'll prepare your meals myself every day." Yan Mo rubs the hairy head of this person in the bosom, the eyes are gentle.

"No, what about your company? I can still cook by myself. "Baili Qingye, holding Yanmo in her arms, refuses with a strong nasal voice."Before, most of the things in this year's company have been over. In the next few months, just go to the company for half a day's work..." On this point, Yan Mo is not worried at all, let alone he has a reliable assistant.

This surprise is really enough for Baili Qingye. It's still a bit big. Baili Qingye and Yanmo ate the meal sweetly. On this day, without Yanmo's parents' interference, the villa was finally quiet.

After dinner, they sat on the sofa watching TV, the telephone rings suddenly.

Baili Qingye turned to be alert and said, "it can't be your parents, right? What do they want to toss about? "

"I won't allow them to do anything else." Yan Mo looked at the mobile phone, serious expression eased down, relaxed the mouth airway: "it's OK, it's Uncle Chen."

"Uncle Chen, what's the matter?" Yan Mo asked, but generally speaking, most of them are related to his parents.

"Nothing, just I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm not welcome to visit you Uncle Chen's tone shows a trace of fatigue. Yanmo wants to know that he must have been sent by his parents to be a peacemaker.

"Yes, I will be at home tomorrow afternoon. Baili Qingye will be at home all day." Yan Mo so back.

"Well, tell me what you want to eat. I'll buy some tomorrow." Uncle Chen's voice came out. It seemed that he was preparing to record with a small book.

This habit and someone is really a bit like, think of the buffet before that thing, Baili Qingye looked at the ink.

Yan Mo just nodded: "in fact, there is no requirement, as long as it's a vegetable, Bai Li Qing Ye can't smell the smell of meat and fishy now."

"Well, I know that..." Uncle Chen was silent again.

Yan Mo also didn't urge, just waiting for his next words, finally Uncle Chen still didn't say, just sighed and said: "forget it, nothing." Then he hung up.