Then, he slowly said, "There will be many colors in the future. Apart from the gray and white in Miss Mo's imagination, there will also be thousands of colorful gestures!" His fingertips slowly moved down her face, and he paused. He said leisurely, "For example, Miss Mo can imagine how to fulfill her duties as a wife!"
After a pause, the position of his fingertips continued to move downwards, "For another example, Miss Mo can study how to please her husband!"
His fingertips stayed on her slender neck, and his fingertips caressed her petals-like skin again and again. He added, "For example, Miss Mo can study the various postures she likes. If she doesn't want to When you take the initiative, you can leave everything to me!”
What he said was actually quite shameless.
After all, there is not a single sentence that is not related to him.
He seemed to regard pleasing him as one of her required courses.
Mo Xier's face, which had always been calm, became a little unsightly after his words.
Shameless!
shameless!
Qing Muchen felt much better when he looked at her pale and green complexion.
Compared with her being so indifferent just now, he still likes to see her now.
He liked it when she was angry.
Every time at this time, she felt as if his irritable mood was relieved as if he had drank a bottle of ice water.
Mo Xi'er couldn't compete with him in her shamelessness, and didn't want to argue with him about this, so she kept her head down and continued to use her food.
Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.
It seems that the person Mo Ye arranged to deliver the things has arrived.
Mo Xier stood up, ignored Qing Muchen, opened the door and took the tray in.
The maid prepared Korean noodles, spicy sauce soup, and stir-fried seafood for her. The aroma was very rich.
It's all to suit her taste.
She didn't need to guess to know that it was Mo Ye who asked him to do this.
Thinking of Mo Ye, Mo Xi'er felt warm in her heart.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, completely ignoring Qing Muchen's presence. She sat down and continued to eat her meal.
She seemed to eat very well, and she would make sizzling sounds when eating noodles. Her mood didn't seem to be affected by him at all.
Seeing her like this made Qing Muchen very unhappy for no reason.
Especially when you hear the sound of her sucking noodles in your ears.
The nerves in Qing Muchen's ears seemed to have been offended, making him very uncomfortable.
In fact, to be precise, whenever Mo Xi'er is happy, he doesn't like it.
His psychology is so twisted, her happiness seems to be getting in the way of him, only for her.
Neither will anyone else.
Tengdi sat down in front of her, Qing Muchen glanced in front of her, stretched out his long arm and snatched the noodle bowl that she was eating so deliciously.
"Have someone prepare another bowl!" He didn't care that she had eaten the noodles, so he took the chopsticks in her hand and ate them neatly.
He eats quickly, sucking and sucking. After a few times, almost half of the small bowl of noodles has been eaten.
"Invite someone else to make it yourself!" Mo Xi'er looked at his actions with a stiff face. Before he was about to finish the last bit of noodles, she wanted to push his hand that picked the noodles away with a look of disgust, but Qing Muchen didn't. He ducked sideways to avoid her movement.
He didn't know how much he drank tonight, and he still smelled very strong of alcohol.
Mo Xi'er didn't like the smell. After her body came close to him, she reflexively shrank back.