Such a look at each other, such a light and smile, let Mo Qiuxi's face can't help reddening.

Mo Qiuxi feels that she is married to Wen Qingzhu, but she is still easily affected by him. Her heart palpitations start, and her heart beats faster.

It's like the first meeting.

Wen Qingzhu looks at Mo Qiuxi and lowers his head. Wen Sheng asks, "what kind of food do you like? You can choose some. I'll cook for you at noon today. "

Mo Qiu Xi startled, suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes, he cooked? Did she hear that right?

Mo autumn cherish this moment, the heart is missing a jump.

It was the first time that she heard Wen Qingzhu talk about cooking. She didn't know he could cook.

Wen Qingzhu looks at Mo Qiuxi's surprised appearance, especially his eyes are wide open, with misty color, especially lovely.

Wen Qingzhu did not resist, bowed his head to kiss the forehead of Mo Qiuxi, "don't be so surprised, I've learned cooking."

At this moment, Wen Qingzhu felt too much guilt for Mo Qiuxi.

He didn't seem to cook a meal for her.

He hasn't cooked for a long time since he broke up with Wanqing.

Mo Qiu Xi is still very easy to be satisfied, because of Wen Qingzhu's words, then slowly smile.

Mo autumn cherish this smile, has a beautiful and charming.

She didn't know that she was really moving when she really laughed.

And Wen Qingzhu feels that the color in front of him is bright, as if there is a gorgeous light flashing, his heart seems to be hit by something.

After waiting for him to come back, Mo Qiuxi's smile has converged. She seems to have forgotten all her unhappiness. She will be in a bright mood with a look of expectation.

They bought some vegetables. When they got home, Wen Qingzhu washed his hands, changed his clothes and went into the kitchen to cook.

Mo Qiu Xi did not hold back, want to see, also followed into the kitchen.

Wen Qingzhu looked back at Mo Qiuxi, "if you are bored, go to the living room to watch TV, play mobile phone, just for a while."

Mo Qiu Xi shook his head, "I'll help you."

Wen Qingzhu looks at her stubborn eyes and nods. He just asks her to help wash the dishes. Since it's him who cooks, he doesn't have to do anything with Mo Qiuxi.

When wenqingzhu is cutting vegetables, he is very skilled.

In particular, the others are doctors. They cut potato chips of the same size, slice by slice, and cucumbers.

Mo Qiuxi can't help but praise her. It's a good cut. Like art, it's much better than her.

Now, she's really looking forward to it. She thinks that his cooking should be much better than hers.

When Wen Qingzhu is cooking, Mo Qiuxi can't help looking forward.

Wen Qingzhu said in a warm voice: "don't be attacked by the oil."

Mo Qiuxi can't help but say, "Qingzhu, if you're not a doctor, you'll be a first-class chef."

Wen Qingzhu pours the dish on the plate, but he can't help reaching out and scraping Mo Qiuxi's nose, "your husband can support you."

This kind of intimate action, Wen Qingzhu do, there is no sense of disobedience.

But Mo Qiu Xi's heart suddenly jumps down, and there are few of them getting along with each other like this.

She doesn't know what happened to Wen Qingzhu today, but this real Wen Qingzhu is what she likes, which makes her want to be close to her. It's not a state of respect.

Before, he was gentle and good to her, but there was a kind of feeling that was hard to get close to, that was, the feeling that he couldn't communicate with her.

Mo autumn cherish this moment of unnatural, Wen Qingzhu did not find, his cooking is also a very focused look.