Chapter 169： I taste it, is it delicious or tasteless? (1/2)
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Chi Huan looked at him, ”...”
She also accepted this explanation, after all she knew a little about his way of thinking.
She was in a better mood, still a bit subtle and sweet, but still couldn't help muttering, ”Things like gifts are first seen by the person who gave the gift, and then by the gift itself.”
Mo Shiqian raised an eyebrow. ”Can your women's aesthetics and preferences be subjectively transferred?”
”Yes.”
He just wanted to pick one she liked, so he asked Song Ye specially, because Song Ye is also a Miss Qianjin of the big family, and a woman, it is easier to choose what she likes.
But she thinks who chooses it is more important.
wonderful.
There was a faint smile in his eyes, and he looked at her cheeked cheeks. It looked very soft. He lowered his head and kissed him, and said dumbly, ”Okay, I'll pick it next time.”
Kissing him, his hands are out of order.
Chi Huan didn't stop his hand from reaching into his robe, and wrapped his hand around his neck, said softly, ”Don't ask other women how to please me, just ask me.”
Her man, she taught it herself.
She thought ... well, he might have some help.
Mo Shiqian stared dumbly at her crimson face.
His eyes were too dark and hot, Chi Huan looked at the panic in her heart, like beating a drum, and she raised her mouth to complain, ”I've burned my hands to cook for you, but you didn't eat a bite. ”
As she spoke, she showed off her fingers.
The cut was covered with a band-aid, and the burn was applied with the ointment you bought before.
Mo Shiqian looked at her, and then looked at her fingers, her eyebrows frowned, held her fingers, kissed her on the lips, and asked lowly, ”How do you want to compensate?”
Chi Huan just felt that his fingers were softened by his kisses and pursed his lips. ”Then you will come back early tomorrow and make me a table dish and make it by myself.”
Since moving here, he has never cooked again.
”it is good.”
”have time?”
”Have.”
She glanced at him and said, ”Who knows if you'll be in trouble again, anyway, you promised me, if you miss the appointment, you'll double it.”
He smiled, ”OK.”
Chi Huan thought for a while, squinting his eyes, and said, ”And, do n’t you tell that manager Song that you are going to come back and cook for me ... Well, do n’t tell her about us, if she wants to ask you Just say I'm busy, still mad at you, and don't want to care about you ... so are other women. ”
Mo Shiqian raised his eyebrows, his voice was smiling, and he said lowly, ”Okay, listen to you.”
He rarely mentioned his private affairs to others, but this time it was only because of the gift, that he only mentioned it to Song Ye.
Chi Huan was satisfied, holding his neck and yawning, ”OK, go back to sleep.”
”It's fine here, too.”
She was a little sleepy and didn't respond for a while. ”What's good?”
The man's arms circled her waist, leaned down against her ears, kissed them for a while and then covered them, ”Changing places.”
Chi Huan, ”...”
Her hand rested on his chest. ”It's late now, I'm so sleepy.”