Chapter 518

This kiss hurt Jin Beisen's eyes. He tightly clenched his fist and tried to control his mood. Mo Mou was cold again.

On Sunday night, Zhou Manchun was temporarily called home by Zhou Tinghao and Zhao Lizi for dinner. When Zhou Manchun got home, the picture of harmony and harmony in the living room made her wonder if she had gone to the wrong place. Was this her home?

Jin Yumo stands on the sofa and massages Zhou Tinghao. Yu Yina sits on the sofa and plays with her mobile phone. Zhou Manchun looks around and doesn't see Jin Beisen. She puts down her bag and feels relieved. Zhou Manchun pats her chest and thinks that Jin Beisen will be fine if she doesn't come.

Who knows, Zhou Manchun just put down the bag less than two seconds, Jin Beisen came out of the kitchen with a basin of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, a stiff suit, about 187 in height, a long and straight figure, with sharp edges and corners and beautiful features. His long fingers gently put down the dish. When he saw Zhou Manchun, Jin Beisen raised his head with a smile.

Zhou Manchun was in the same spot for three seconds, what? Mom and dad call themselves back to eat in such a hurry, it turned out to be a trap!

"Miss Zhou." Jin Yu Mo saw Zhou Manchun and jumped down from the sofa with a smile.

"Desert." Zhou Manchun turned to look at Jin Yumo, and there was a smile on his face.

"Come on, dinner." Zhao Lizi said kindly, and took the last bowl of pork ribs soup out of the kitchen.

At the dinner table, Zhou Tinghao and Zhao Lizi both loved Jin Yumo very much, as if he were their own grandson, but Zhou Manchun was ignored.

Jin Beisen took Zhou Manchun a piece of meat and put it into her bowl. Zhou Manchun smiled politely and said, "thank you."

"Xiaochun, you've been away for three years. Beisen comes back to eat with us every week." Zhao Lizi said it again for fear that Zhou Manchun didn't know.

"Well, I'll come back to dinner with you every week." Zhou Manchun took a bite of the meat with a smile, but she felt a few more twists and turns in her heart, why Jin Beisen should be so kind to her parents.

"Desert, eat more kelp. Kelp is very nutritious." Zhou Manchun put some kelp into Jin Yumo's bowl, and Jin Yumo's lovely face became unhappy.

"He doesn't like kelp very much in the desert." Jin Beisen's deep magnetic voice sounded. He picked out the kelp in Jin Yu Mo bowl one by one and put it into his bowl.

Zhou Manchun chuckles and thinks that this little guy doesn't like eating kelp as much as he does. Zhou Manchun didn't like eating kelp very much when he was a kid, but he is OK when he grows up.

"Mom, do you remember that I didn't like kelp when I was a kid?" Zhou Manchun smiled awkwardly twice, blushing slightly on both sides of his porcelain white and bright cheek.

"Can you forget that? Don't mention how difficult it was to raise you when you were a child. I've been blamed for my bad stomach since childhood. I'm picky about food, so I didn't eat anything good when I was pregnant. " Zhao Lizi smiled and looked up, her eyes full of heartache.

"When Xiaochun was a child, was his stomach bad?" Jin Beisen's voice is not light or heavy, even with a kind of cold taste.

"Yes, that girl is picky about food since she was a child. She doesn't like steamed fish. She doesn't like the fishy smell. So I can only cook it for her. What's the nutrition of it? By the way, she likes fried food the most. " When Zhao Lizi recalled Zhou Manchun's childhood, she could always talk for the first half of the day.

"Mom, how long ago was that? I'm much better now." Zhou Manchun's eyes drooped with coquetry, staring at the white rice in front of him.

"Look at me. I can't help talking about your childhood."

After dinner, Zhou Manchun took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Jin Beisen helped them together, like a newly married couple.

Zhao Lizi holds Jin Yumo in her arms and looks at the two people who are cleaning up the dishes. Her eyes are bent with laughter. What a harmonious picture.

"Xiaomo, would you like to spend the night at Grandma's house?" Zhao Lizi hugged Jin Yumo in her arms. Although the child was not born by Zhou Manchun, she regarded him as her own flesh and blood and loved him very much.

"Well, Xiaomo wants to hear grandma tell me a story."

"OK."

Zhou Manchun and Jin Beisen came into the kitchen with chopsticks. As soon as Zhou Manchun put the empty bowl in the sink, Jin Beisen put his arms around her.

"You What do you do? " Zhou Manchun was startled. He felt the warm body temperature coming from behind, and his spine was numb.

Jin Beisen tightly hugged her. Zhou Manchun's skin was extremely white and pink under the warm light. His hug was like magic. Zhou Manchun, who wanted to struggle at first, had a lot of peace in an instant.

"Wash the dishes, wife." Jin Beisen's slightly cool tone doesn't sound so true.

Zhou Manchun is frozen in place. He always thinks that the man's thinking is too jumping. He is always so uncertain. Now he even calls her wife again. What's the joke.

"I'm not your wife." Zhou Manchun turns on the tap, moistens the dishwasher with water, and then squeezes some detergent on it.

"We haven't divorced yet." Jin Beisen's cold voice, with a touch of inexplicable emotion, said lightly.

Zhou man was stunned and trembled constantly. Yes, she and Jin Beisen have not divorced yet.

"I don't love you now, even if I don't get divorced." Zhou Manchun elbowed hard and pushed the man behind him, but it didn't help.

Jin Beisen still tightly encircles her, and suddenly his face changes, "you know? This time, the court of appeal didn't want to divorce you, but wanted you back to me. "

Zhou Manchun turns off the tap and stares up his apricot eyes in surprise. "Are you kidding?"

Jin Beisen laughs. Whether Zhou man believes it or not, he always has a way to let her back.

"Wash your hands. I'll wash them." Jin Beisen pushes the woman standing in front of the sink, washing detergent and hurting her hands. Zhou Manchun's hands are piano players. He refuses to let her wash dishes.

"No more." Zhou Manchun looks at the piles of plates and continues to brush them.

"Disobedient, isn't it?" Jin Beisen's arm around her waist suddenly moved upward, near the soft part of Zhou Manchun's chest.

Zhou Manchun's nerves suddenly straightened. She didn't know what crazy move the man would make next second. She quickly turned on the tap, washed her hands, pushed him away, and stood aside cleverly.

Jin Beisen picked up the dishwasher and plate with a smile and carefully brushed the dishes. His sexy thin lips held a sinister radian. "Well, I like obedient women best."