Chapter 736

She guessed that he didn't eat.

He flew right over from work.

She knows how picky this man is.

Even if the organic food on the plane, and he sat in the first class flight, it must be very good, but he would not eat it.

He has a high demand for food materials.

It's not the freshest food. He doesn't take one more look.

What's the spirit of moyesi.

Somewhere in my heart, I have been in a soft mess for a long time.

Especially when she just called her husband.

Although not directly called, but the sound of a soft husband, a moment can let him give up the white flag.

"Baby, you just called my husband."

Mo Ye Si stretched out his hand and put the girl on his side into his arms. He lowered his head to her hair and took a deep breath. He said in a low voice: "if you call again, I won't be angry."

Not only is he not angry.

You can give her life.

Joe Mianmian is usually embarrassed to call.

She always felt uncomfortable.

I'm not used to... Calling him that.

Although, this man has long been her nominal and substantive husband.

But it seems that she hasn't formally called her husband.

Mo Ye Si asked several times.

She didn't like it, so she refused.

At this moment, she wanted to coax the man, but she didn't think so much.

As long as he can coax him out as soon as possible, he can ask her to do anything.

Just call him husband.

It's not difficult at all.

"Don't you get angry when I call?" Her black and soft eyes blinked, looking at him with soft expression.

I don't think she knows how attractive her action is.

"Well, I won't be angry if I call my husband."

Missed this opportunity, next time I want her to call her husband, I don't know when.

His little wife is thin skinned.

He asked so many times, but he couldn't make her speak.

This is a great opportunity.

She wants to coax him, as long as his request is not particularly excessive, she will certainly agree.

Of course, he won't miss such a good opportunity.

"Well, then... OK."

Qiao Mianmian raised his head, looked at his handsome and deep face with a little red cheek, and then looked at his dark and deep narrow eyes. After looking at each other for a moment, he endured the uncomfortable feeling and called in a low voice: "husband..."

*

Farewell is better than marriage.

In an hour.

Qiao Mianmian powerless turned over, eyes with a little resentment to look at the side of the man, mouth, voice hoarse fierce: "ink night division, I'm hungry."

"Well, what would you like to eat, baby?"

"Anything I want to eat?"

"Well, of course."

The man who has been satisfied in some way is in a very good mood. He has a pleasant smile at the tip of his eyebrows and corners of his eyes. He reaches out his hand and caresses her face. His voice is very gentle.

To say how satisfied moyesi is, it's not.

He felt that he would never be enough.

His satisfaction comes more from his heart than from his body.

Every time he asked for her, he enjoyed the feeling that he could possess her completely.

At that moment, he could feel that she belonged to him completely.

Qiao Mianmian remembered that he bullied her so hard just now. He glared at him with resentment. He didn't have a good way: "I don't want to eat takeout."

Ink night division hook lip, nod a way: "good, don't eat take out."

"I don't want to eat out either."

"Well, then don't go out to eat."

"You make it for me!" Knowing that he could not cook, she deliberately made it difficult for him, "I want to eat sweet and sour ribs."

Mo Ye Si was silent for a moment.

Joe Mianmian immediately clapped his hand and pretended to be angry: "forget it, I knew it would be like this. I just said casually, what kind of food can you cook, a young master who has never touched yangchunshui since you were a child? "

"I'll just order takeout."

She reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table and pulled out the takeout app.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard the man behind me say in a confused and hesitant voice: "do you really... Want to eat my food? I haven't made sweet and sour spareribs, but you really want to eat them. I can learn them now. "

Joe Mianmian then turned to look at him: "are you really willing to do it?"

Mo Yesi nodded, a little helpless, but with a thick pet in his eyes: "if you want to eat, I'll do it. Baby, as long as you are happy, there is nothing I can't do. But don't be disgusted then. "

He didn't have much confidence in his cooking.

In addition to boiling brown sugar water for her, I cooked once.

Other times, he didn't go into the kitchen.

However, she really wants to eat what he cooked, and he can learn for her.

Qiao Mianmian didn't think that Mo Yesi would agree.

She was just a little resentful in her heart, so she deliberately made trouble for him.

What kind of food can he cook.

It is estimated that even a tomato scrambled egg is not good, let alone sweet and sour ribs.

But when he really nodded and agreed, she suddenly became interested.

She stared at him for a moment, blinked, frowned: "but there is no kitchen, no ingredients."

"None of this is a problem."

After a few seconds of silence, Mo Yesi turned over, picked up his cell phone and dialed a call.

Qiao Mianmian heard him say in a low voice: "I need a house, and I need to be ready to make sweet and sour ribs. Well, I'll buy some of the others for girls. "