Chapter 707

Kuang Yiyi said lazily, "no, you don't have to go at any time. Yesterday, I've been there so many times. I don't want to go today!"

As soon as the man came to her, it was endless. She made up her mind not to let him take advantage of it.

Seeing the slight dislike in her eyes, Bai Mohan was a little sullen, but then he thought of her begging for mercy in bed in the morning, and he wanted to laugh, and everything disappeared.

Forget it. She's been tossing around for a long time yesterday. Forget it today.

He gave her a gentle glance. "I'm not going to touch you today. It's late. You should have a rest early and come home with me tomorrow morning. Don't leave!"

What rice, Kuang Yi Yi blinks an eye, this sent her.

"Still standing there? Are you going to let me go and hold you

Said, white Mo Han suddenly sneered, "well, yes, I forget you have been right and wrong, say don't want, actually want."

He got up from his chair and strode towards her.

Scared Kuang Yihua looks pale, hastily back, "you don't come here!"

Like a mouse meets a cat, the soles of his feet are smeared with oil.

When I left, I closed the door of my study heavily.

The next morning.

Bai Mohan's alarm clock rang on time. It started at a quarter past six.

Kuang Yi rolled around in bed and muttered discontentedly, "it's only six o'clock, so sleepy..."

She pouted her fart and thigh eggs high, holding a large quilt tightly between her legs, and sprawled across the bed.

White ink cold also don't dislike her, bow a head to spoil to drown in her round Du Du of PP go up a mouthful.

Then gently patted, patted a crisp sound, "hurry down, I'll wait for you first."

A long absence is better than a new marriage.

Last night, I still couldn't help tossing her once.

So at the moment, he didn't have the heart to force her to get up with him.

After putting on his home clothes, he looked back at the motionless woman on the bed. He couldn't help but walk over and kiss her round PP.

At seven o'clock, Kuang Yi woke up in a daze.

She stared at the window with confused eyes for a while, and then sat up lazily after a long time.

I slowly went to the bathroom to take a bath, blow my hair, and went downstairs with my slippers.

As soon as she went downstairs, she smelled the smell of the food. She was a little surprised. Did she ask her aunt to come in the morning?

Quickly turn to the restaurant to see what Bai Mohan is doing.

When she walked into the restaurant, she was dumbfounded.

Bai Mohan made a simple Chinese meal.

This is not his first time cooking, but in the past he basically made sandwiches and fruit salad and other simple western simple meals.

Never touched the stove, he fried eggs and made rice porridge!

Fried eggs is very successful, although fried a little old, but the salt is just right, the beans in rice porridge is a little hard, generally speaking, it is a very qualified breakfast.

In fact, no matter whether he is successful or not, Kuang Yi's heart is sweet.

People who didn't want to cook at all, but for her to learn how to cook breakfast, this in itself is a very moving change for her.

She gulped at the eggs, exaggerating: "eat well."

White ink cold pursed lower lip, "porridge don't want to drink it."

"No!" Language falls, suddenly a person figure gather to come over, Baji a kiss on his face, flattery ground say: "husband do of even if is poison, I all finished it!"

Bai Mohan is amused by her and wants to laugh a little.

Sweet words are never the patent of women, men listen to the heart is also sweet as honey.

But he stifled his smile and said, "are you sure you want to finish the pot?"

"Well. A pot? "

How can there be so many? Kuang Yi wants to swallow his tongue back.

If we finish all this, she has to give up

She pursed her lips. As soon as she was ready to be cute, the man laughed, waved and said, "go ahead. When you're full, go upstairs and change your clothes. Don't dally. Start in ten minutes, or..."

"I see." Before he finished, Kuang Yi ran upstairs with a smile.

Jiang Zhiyun got up very early today. At more than seven o'clock, he instructed his servants to dig vegetables in the vegetable garden.

Jiang Zhiyun attaches great importance to health preservation.

She grows everything she eats. She cultivates a large vegetable field at the back of the villa, where she grows all kinds of vegetables.

As soon as Bai Li got up, he heard a giggle from behind the villa.

He went over and stood by the window looking down.

I saw Jiang Zhiyun fighting with a maid in her twenties at the bottom of the building.

His face was cold, and his good mood in the early morning was destroyed by this scene."Hum, no big or small, the master doesn't look like a master, the servant doesn't look like a servant, and there are no rules at all!"

With a frown, he went out of the room and called the old lady who was cleaning, "what's the lady doing down there in the morning?"

"The lady said that we should treat guests today, and there will be a distinguished guest at home."

"Distinguished guest?" White Li raises eyebrow, "who?"

"I don't know. My wife didn't say that, or you'd better go and ask her yourself." She suddenly guessed again, "what kind of politician should it be? My wife has answered Vice Mayor Liu's phone several times recently. "

Politicians?

His face was white and black.

Jiang Zhiyun is so old, still so water, sex Yanghua, even don't say hello to him, dare to go home to bring men back.

Bai Li thought more and more angrily. With a cold hum, he strode down the stairs, rushed to the back of the villa and asked, "Jiang Zhiyun, when are you going to be the master of this family? How can I not know if you are going to have a feast for your guests?"

Jiang Zhiyun giggled, pointed to him and said to the servant, "Oh, you see, in the early morning, his face is longer than the vegetable melon. Does it look like he is pickpocketed? He came here early in the morning to ask our hardworking people a question."

The young servants dare not speak, but the old ladies next to Wang Ma are brave and say with a smile, "I think Mr. Liang Shanbo is like Mr. Zhu Yingtai, and Mrs. Zhu Yingtai is like the butterflies in the field. They chase each other and accompany each other. When Mrs. Wang disappears, Mr. Wang is worried and looks for her all over the island."

"What about Liang Shanbo? He is Ma Wencai at most. " Jiang Zhi cloud happy close not close mouth, didn't notice white Li's face more and more black.

"Is it enough to say I'm like Ma Wencai?" Bai li really angry pointing at Jiang Zhiyun: "Jiang Zhiyun, I calmly ask you questions, you do not answer me, do not regret."

Then he strode out of the garden.

A string of laughter came from behind.

"My husband just likes his wife. Otherwise, how can a serious person always jump when he sees his wife? What is love, not beating or scolding?"

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