Then, he said slowly, "there will be many colors in the future. Besides the gray in Miss Mo's imagination, there will be thousands of colorful postures!" With a pause, he said, "for example, Miss Mo can imagine how to do her duty as a wife!"

After a pause, she pointed to her abdomen and continued to move down. "For another example, Miss Mo can study how to please her husband!"

He said, "for example, Miss Mo can study all kinds of postures she likes. If you don't want to take the initiative, you can give me everything!"

His words, in fact, are quite shameless.

After all, not a word is related to him.

He seemed to take pleasing him as one of her required courses.

Mo Xi'er's calm face is not very good-looking after his words.

Shameless!

Shameless!

Qing Mu Chen looks at her face of first green first white, the mood pour is good many.

Compared with her just now, he still likes to see her now.

He likes when she's angry.

Every time at this time, she can see his irritable mood as if he had drunk a bottle of ice water.

Mo Xi'er is shameless, but he doesn't want to talk with him in this respect. He continues to use his own food.

Outside the door, there was a knock.

It seems that the person who sends things arranged by Mo Ye has come.

Mo Xi son stands up, didn't tube Qing Mu Chen, opened the door to take the tray in.

What the servant prepared for her was Korean noodles, chili sauce soup, and stir fried seafood. The flavor was very strong.

It's all to her taste.

You don't have to guess. She also knows that Mo ye made people do it.

Thinking of Mo ye, Mo Xi'er feels warm.

The corner of the lip lightly hooked hook, completely ignoring the existence of Qing Mu Chen, she continued to use her own meal after sitting down.

She seems to eat very well. When she eats noodles, she will make a sound of Ba ho Ba ho. It seems that her mood has not been affected by him at all.

This kind of her, inexplicably see Qing Mu Chen very uncomfortable.

Especially listening to the sound of her sucking noodles.

The nerve in Qing Mu Chen's ear seems to be offended, uncomfortable.

In fact, to be exact, as long as Mo Xi'er is happy, he doesn't like his eyes.

His psychology is so distorted, her happiness seems to hinder him, only for her.

Not to anyone else.

Teng Di sits down in front of her, Qing Mu Chen's vision sweeps in front of her, the long arm stretches and grabs the noodles bowl that she eats to be fragrant.

"One more bowl!" Also did not care about the noodles was eaten by her, conveniently took her chopsticks, he ate up neatly.

He had been eating fast, and he had been sucking. After a few times, he had already gone half way to a bowl of noodles which was not big.

"Ask someone else to do it yourself!" Mo Xi'er's face is stiff, looking at his action. Before the last bit of face is about to be solved by him, she wants to push his hand away, but Qingmu Chen sidelights to avoid her action.

He didn't know how much wine he drank tonight, and he still had a strong smell of wine.

Mo Xi'er didn't like the smell. When he got close to him, he drew back reflexively.

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