"I thought of you as my uncle before, but it's different." Tan Mo muttered subconsciously.
Wei Zhiqian understood.
The hidden meaning of Tan Mo's words is that I treat you as my uncle, but you want to sleep with me.
Wei Zhiqian: "..."
This is not wrong.
Wei Zhiqian lowered his head and kissed Tan Mo unexpectedly on the lips, "Then get used to it and don't be so nervous all the time."
"Otherwise..." Wei Zhiqian trailed off.
Tan Mo held his breath subconsciously, and then heard Wei Zhiqian say in a low and hoarse voice, as if it was rolling in his throat: "You will make me want to bully you."
Tan Mo's face suddenly turned red.
Such a beautiful and sexy voice, coupled with such blushing words, really made her unable to resist.
Wei Zhiqian sighed.
He really wanted to hold Tan Mo tightly in his arms now and never let go.
I really want to rub her into my flesh and bones.
Wei Zhiqian straightened up and left Tan Mo's bedroom first.
Tan Mo quickly went to wash up and tidy up, and came out after changing his clothes.
When I came out of the living room, I heard the sound of sizzling oil coming from the kitchen.
There is also the smell of fried eggs.
The kitchen is divided into Chinese and Western styles.
The Chinese style has a door blocking it.
The Western style is open, next to the Chinese kitchen.
Tan Mo walked over and saw Wei Zhiqian wearing a flat-ironed light gray shirt.
His muscular body held up his shirt perfectly.
Viewed from the back, as his arms move, the shape of his shoulder blades and muscles will occasionally appear through his shirt.
Full sense of power.
Wei Zhiqian wears formal clothes and has a particularly abstinent sense of sex.
People can't help but want to get close and have sex with each other.
But at this time, in addition to such a dress, he was wearing an apron.
The two images of family and professional appear in him at the same time, which is actually contradictory and harmonious.
The two words "contradiction and harmony" themselves are in conflict.
But Wei Zhiqian felt this way.
Hearing Tan Mo's voice, Wei Zhiqian turned around and smiled at Tan Mo, "It will be ready soon. You sit down first."
Anyway, it was just the two of them. Tan Mo didn't go to the restaurant and sat down directly at the bar next to the Western kitchen.
I plan to eat here with Wei Zhiqian later.
"Uncle, can you cook?" Tan Mo asked in surprise.
She doesn't know yet.
She has known Wei Zhiqian since she was 6 years old. After all these years, she really didn't know that Wei Zhiqian could cook.
Of course, she couldn't do it herself.
The family dotes on her so much.
Where can she learn this
Xu Mingzhen knows how to do it herself, but after returning to the club, the number of times she can do it by herself is limited.
Not to mention letting Tan Mo learn.
According to what Tan Jinsheng said, what are you going to do by learning this
It's okay to entertain yourself, but if you get married in the future and do it for your husband, then there's no need to do it.
They talked about their family and Mo was so cute that she hadn't even cooked at home yet. She was not asked to get married and cook for others.
"I still can't. Just a simple omelette is fine." Wei Zhiqian explained with a smile, "If I prepare breakfast, I can only eat something simple."
"The toaster next to him bakes the toast himself, and I don't need to do anything." Wei Zhiqian said, "I'll just fry an egg, and you can eat some."
"It's already very good." Tan Mo said, "Breakfast doesn't have to be complicated."
Just then, the toaster popped out the toast.
The toast was golden brown on both sides and the heat was just right.
These things are all available in the refrigerator.
The aunt Wei Zhiqian called would add some fresh food to the refrigerator every day.
Because before Tan Mo came here almost every day to write scripts, I had to eat every day.
So the aunt put fresh food for her every day.
Tan Mo put the toast on a plate and placed it on the bar.
Wei Zhiqian also took out the fried eggs.
He brought salt and pepper over and let Tan Mo season it himself.
Wei Zhiqian took two cups of coffee from the coffee machine.
This coffee machine can brew various flavors of coffee.
Tan Mo likes to drink caramel macchiato, while Wei Zhiqian likes to drink black coffee.
Tan Mo followed his own habit and added two more packets of sugar.
Sprinkle some salt and pepper on the omelette.
Then I spread a thick layer of strawberry jam on the toast.
The sweet and sour strawberry jam is paired with toasted toast that is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and takes a sip of coffee.
The bitter and sweet flavors are mixed together, just right.
Omelettes are also Tan Mo's favorite type of fried eggs. The yellow in the middle is still fluid and golden, just like the sun.
The breakfast was simple, but it made Tan Mo feel warm and full.
After eating, Wei Zhiqian put all the cups and plates into the dishwasher.
Just wait for auntie to come and clean it up.
Tan Mo put on his bag and computer and went to the entrance to put on his shoes.
Wei Zhiqian had already dressed.
Waiting aside for Tan Mo.
Tan Mo tied his shoelaces and just stood up when he suddenly ran into Wei Zhiqian's arms.
She raised her head subconsciously.
Wei Zhiqian's hands were already on Tan Mo's waist.
Suddenly he held her waist and lifted her up.
"Brother-in-law!" Tan Mo exclaimed, and he was already being held up by Wei Zhiqian and pressed against the door.
Tan Mo still had his bag on his shoulder and his hands were holding his laptop, unable to free himself.
The whole person was held in Wei Zhiqian's arms, unable to move at all.
"Uncle..." Tan Mo shouted nervously.
Wei Zhiqian held her legs, letting Tan Mo hug him firmly and securely.
The kiss fell violently.
The bitter taste of Wei Zhiqian's black coffee without milk or sugar filled Tan Mo's mouth.
This bitterness is actually very full, just like Wei Zhiqian.
Tan Mo held the notebook helplessly with both hands, unable to hold onto Wei Zhiqian.
After a long while, Tan Mo was out of breath, and then Wei Zhiqian let go of her.
But her lips, which smelled of bitter coffee, still pressed gently against hers.
Then I heard Wei Zhiqian say: "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back. I just wanted to rub Mo Mo into my arms hard."
He was still close to her lips, and every time he opened and closed his lips as he spoke, they rubbed against hers.
Tan Mo's whole body softened, and his face weakly dug into the crook of Wei Zhiqian's neck, and he moaned delicately, "Uncle..."
This sound almost sent Wei Zhiqian away.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Can you take leave today?"
Tan Mo: "..."
Tan Mo quickly shook his head.
Doesn't Wei Zhiqian stop working
Wei Zhiqian sighed helplessly, tilted his head, accurately found the tip of her ear, and kissed it a few more times.
"Okay." He said helplessly, "That afternoon, after class, I will pick you up."
"Yeah." Tan Mo responded in a small and sweet voice.
"I really don't want to let go of Mo Mo." Wei Zhiqian was full of reluctance.
Tan Mo: "..."