I kept busy in the kitchen. Although I had worked all day and had to come back to cook for Xiao Mo in the evening, I was really tired, but now I think it's worth it.

Xiao Mo really helped me too much in my family. Whether he had his own purpose or not, it was true that he helped me.

I was cooking soup and standing in front of the stove with a smile on my face.

I don't know when a pair of big hands suddenly appeared on my waist. Xiao Mo's chin was against my shoulder. The heat when he breathed hit my neck, itching.

"Xiao Mo, what are you doing? I'm still cooking soup."

Xiao Mo just held me quietly without further action. This was the first time he did not have desire. He was gentle with me. A strange emotion spread in my heart.

"It suddenly occurred to me that we have known each other for such a long time and haven't tried it in the kitchen. Why don't we try it tonight?"

Hearing my voice, Xiao Mo's tone suddenly became evil. His eyes looked at me with ambiguity, and his words were evil and shameless. Is this man thinking about these things all the time? Is there nothing else?

I really feel speechless about his brain circuit, but I dare not say anything in front of him. I can clearly remember that the man was angry last night and tossed me into the middle of the night.

"Xiao Mo, stop it. The soup will boil out."

What Xiao Mo just said made me nervous. I wondered if he really wanted to slap in the bedroom?

This man really can think of anything

Xiao Mo ignored me. His big hand began to move restlessly up and down my body. His move made my heart pull up. This man really

Poop, poop, the boiling sound sounded. I looked at the boiling soup pot and opened my mouth in a hurry. "Xiao Mo, stop it. It's in the kitchen now. It's very dangerous."

"Disappointing!"

Xiao Mo let go of his disappointment, held my hand, turned and strode towards the table. His handsome face became a little gloomy, like a reminder of dissatisfaction with me.

But now I can't care about his comfort. I just want to escape. He was so crazy last night. I haven't recovered yet. I don't want to play any passion games with him tonight. I just want to have a good sleep tonight.

Simple four dishes and one soup. I served it to the table. Xiao Mo bowed his head and ate quietly without looking at me. It was like the man who flirted with me in the kitchen just now was not him.

He doesn't talk to me, I'm also happy to be free. I'm not too lazy to talk to him. Anyway, he talks to me and doesn't leave three things.

After dinner, when I cleaned up the table, Xiao Mo had gone back to the bedroom to take a bath.

Tired of hammering my shoulder, I went back to my bedroom, ready to take a bath and go to bed.

When Xiao Mo came out of the bathroom, he had a shirt on his hand, which he wore when he was drunk that night.

When I saw the white shirt, my face froze. I thought of the lipstick print on the collar again.

"I haven't had time to send this dress to the dry cleaner. I'll send it tomorrow."

Now in this house, whether I am Xiao Mo's lover, I even have to do the nanny's work. Washing and cooking have all become my business. Now I admire myself.

"Next time I change the color of lipstick, it doesn't look good“

Xiao Mo pointed to the lipstick print on his collar and then opened his mouth to me.

"Mr. Xiao, I don't have lipstick of this color."

The clear red lipstick print hurt my eyes. I looked up at Xiao Mo and opened my mouth indifferently.

Does he think I left this lipstick on his collar? Which eye of his saw me put this lipstick on?

"Not yours?"

Hearing my answer, Xiao Mo looked at me in surprise, with doubts in his black eyes, "it's not yours, whose is it?"

I think it's funny what he looks like now. He doesn't know who left the lipstick on his body. It's really funny to ask me?

Can it be said that there are so many women around him that he can't remember who left them.

"This question, Mr. Xiao, your heart should be most clear. You asked me the wrong person."

I looked at Xiao Mo coldly, and my tone was unhappy.

"Gu Xinan, what's your attitude!"

Xiao Mo frowned at me with displeasure in his eyes and anger in his tone.

"No attitude. I'm going to take a bath and sleep. If you want to know who this lipstick print is, gather all your women together and kiss them one by one."

I looked at Xiao Mo sarcastically, endured the discomfort at the bottom of my heart, and directly bypassed him into the bathroom.

"Gu Xinan!"

When Xiao Mo roared out my name, I had closed the bathroom door.

As I took a bath, the lipstick print on Xiao Mo's collar reappeared in my mind. My mood became irritable. Xiao Mo wanted to know who left it. In fact, I wanted to know more.

I took a bath for a long time before I came out. When I came out, Xiao Mo was already lying in bed. After I dried my hair, I went to the other side of the bed and lay down.

"Gu Xinan, are you jealous?"

Xiao Mo closed his eyes. I thought he was asleep, but his voice came from my ears. His tone was calm without any emotion.

My heart trembled and looked at him in some confusion. I didn't expect that my mood could be seen through by him so easily.

"You think too much. Am I jealous of our relationship?"

But in front of him, I won't admit it. The last thing he wants is what I think too much of him. If I admit that I'm jealous, he will know I've fallen in love with him and doubt me.

"Since you are not jealous, why did you look so angry just now?"

He also turned to look at me with disappointment in his black eyes, but his tone was still salty.

"Nothing. I just feel that if you have another woman outside and are not interested in me, you can tell me in advance that we don't waste each other's youth."

If Xiao Mo really has other women outside, my only idea now is to end this relationship with him. I can't accept it. When Xiao Mo keeps a lover relationship with me, he still takes time to do it with other women.

"Do you think I'm such a promiscuous person? Do I choose women so casually?"