Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

To make Sister Chan even more surprised, Mo Jingshen let her go after she went to the supermarket in the afternoon to buy all kinds of ingredients.

Sister Chan asked what to do with the dinner?

Mo Jingdeep said he was going to do it.

So when Sister Chen left, she still looked incredible. She had never seen Mr. Mo in the kitchen before in the Imperial Garden, but when Mr. Mo went to wash his vegetables, he felt like he was doing very well here.

It really didn't occur to me that the noblest and coldest people usually see, even the faint smoke of the deep ink, would cook for the season warm dinner.

Again look at the warmth of the season...

Seasonal Warm is holding an ipad that she bought in the mall today. In the bedroom, the ipad has been popular for several years, but this year is just beginning to be popular. She is lying in bed watching movies with ipad. Everything has nothing to do with her attitude, except eating and sleeping, like a white-eyed wolf.

Mr. Yimei is completely indulgent in her white-eyed wolf, so let her be happy.

Sister-in-law Chen silently looked at the seasonal warmth lying in bed at this moment, remembering that three years ago she and Mr. Mo did not come home every day after returning from the United States, and that seasonal warmth was the days when he was at home waiting for him to come back. She also thought that once because of a very common holiday, Mr. Mo would definitely go back to the royal garden that day, and deliberately made Mr. Mo a big table for himself to eat, but that night Mr. Mo still did not come back, even did not answer the phone call of seasonal warmth, and then the food was cold, unable to eat, and Season-warming sat alone at the dining table eating those cooled things silently. At that time, Sister-in-law Chen dared to even go forward and say a word, it was just heartbroken.

With all this in mind, I thought about Mr. Mo and didn't think about it. I laughed.

In fact, it's also fresh to see Mr. Mo so indifferent and tall that he's a little compromised by the warmth of the season.

Until Sister-in-law Chen left, Ji Wen was still in bed watching ipad, the room was very quiet, only the sound of the movie sounded. At this time, she was just watching a very ordinary film that had just been shown for a short time. However, there were not many good films in China in the past few years, all of which were old brand directors. Some of them were not funny and disgusting. She was too lazy to find Hollywood films, so she just drove over and watched them for a while.

It was a mess, very upsetting.

Sister-in-law Chen had been gone for a while, and Ji Wen turned off the ipad, threw it aside, got up and walked out, heard the sound in the kitchen, thought about it, and walked in.

The man in the shirt pants was standing by the cupboard, and the shirt's sleeves rolled up, revealing a sturdy, fitting little arm, leaned against the kitchen door and watched as the man carefully prepared every dish or cut during dinner, seemed to be covered with fog.

Time went on and on, and in the last three years, she never thought there would be another day like this.

“Why don't you keep going to your movies?” The man was cutting the dishes, not turning back, but clearly saying it to her.

Seasonal Warm still leaned against the kitchen door: “Before Sister Chen left, she hid outside the bedroom door and stared at me for a long time. I think it would be too much if I let Mo Da BOSS cook dinner for you. ”

Deep Mo Jing's men kept moving: “Don't worry, I'll call you after dinner. ”

Seasonal Warm remembers the most boring movie just now, so it's better to stand here and watch Ink View deep dishes.

I noticed she wasn't leaving, Ink opened the tap and washed her hands, slowly rubbing: “Do you really need help? ”

Seasonal warmth did not speak.

That's what she just said, she was locked up here for a few days, she still had a bit of grudge, standing in the same apartment with him was already very irritating, there was no real intention to go into the kitchen, after all, the kitchen was still a relatively small space, she would definitely not come forward.

However, Sister Chen bought too many ingredients. She was supposed to cook a big meal at night, but Mo Jing took over. If she really didn't help, she didn't know exactly what time to eat.

She glanced straight into the pile of things on the cupboard and walked over.

Seasonal Warm just wants to say that she doesn't do anything else, just bring him the oil, salt, vinegar, wine and other things, and help him with some seasonings, such as sugar and vinegar salt and a small portion of soy sauce for sugar and vinegar fish, as well as all sorts of seasonings for mushroom soup, such as...

Just walking past, at a distance between her arms, her wrist was suddenly snapped by a man. Before the season warm could make a sound, he dragged her in his direction and pounded her over.

By the time she was busy getting on her feet, the man had kissed her.

The season warmed for a moment, waiting for the reflected brake to retract and push his shoulder hard, while the man held her back with his waist, but two steps directly pushed her against the exit stage of the cabinet.

“Hmm...” Seasonal warmth instantly opened his eyes, hands and feet used together to back away, but still firmly resisted by the man.

Not a fiery kiss, but lips. The flaps were patchy, gentle and intoxicating, but because of her subconscious struggle a few times, the gentle man who was supposed to pry her lips straight open, intruding, tangled indissolubly.

Obscure as gentle as a powerful invasion, and the season's warm struggle to push down the embrace.

Until the season warmed his hair bite him so hard, the man's movements stopped and his eyes looked down at her kissed cheeks flushing and gasping.

“Cook when you cook, what are you doing... ah...”

The voice was not yet set, a short shout followed, and the warm body of the season was suddenly held by him!

Not the kind of cuddle that stops her, not the kind that holds her, but takes her off the ground with her squeaky socket like a child, and instantly people move from leaning against the exit table that is already sitting in the cupboard.

She looked at the man in front of her unbelievably, with her soul open like a circle: “What are you doing... hmm. ”

Again kissed on the lips, the man's height and legs are long, not at all affected by the fact that she is sitting too high, instead, the warmth of the season does not have to be forced by him to lift his face up his head, kissed by the man in a flat face.

She sat in the cupboard, not far from the stove, not far from the refrigerator, behind her were bowls of chopsticks and dishes, she didn't dare to move, but the stiff posture allowed the man to succeed, so she invaded her mouth for a moment.

Until the man gave her breathing space, let go of the instant of her lips, against her forehead, his dark, dark eyes dyed a few inky colors.