"Hello, my name is Liat, and I hope our next meeting will be more romantic and enjoyable."
Leat's smile was bright and sunny, but it was funny to match the wound on his face.
A confused beginning, and a confused end.
After the crisis, Mo Jingtian and Jiang Mo changed a car and went directly to the hospital.
"Is this Liat mentally ill?
I don't think he's normal! Is he a masochist?
I beat him up and hurt him all over. He said he was interested in me. Is he crazy? "
Jiang Mo was puzzled.
Mo Jingtian is very upset. He feels that his treasure is discovered by a dangerous element. "Yes, he just wants to be a psychopathic, moody masochist."
Jiang Mo shuddered all over and felt goose bumps all over her body. "Are you playing capital so abnormal?"
"No, he's not normal."
Mo Jingtian spared no effort to discredit him, "from him later, save him crazy hurt you."
Jiang Mo nods. Today, it is because Mo Jingtian has also brought people, so that she can tangle with the other party's people, and she has a chance to beat people. If she meets her own, the situation will certainly not be as smooth as today.
Mo Jingtian's injury is not serious, that is, the place of Meifeng was cut in the process of impact, so it would shed so much blood and look so frightening.
But even so, Jiang Mo is still very worried.
The casinos will not go, and take care of Mo Jingtian's daily food.
The doctor told him that he could not eat spicy and greasy wounds. After eating too many days of food in M country, and ginger foam had been fed up, she would not make a vegetable congee or stew chicken soup. She also gave up the kitchen of the hotel.
It's just that her cooking is hard to compliment.
Before going to an'cheng, she was the daughter of the Jiang family. She didn't have to worry about cooking. After going to an'cheng, she learned some simple dishes, but her skills were limited. She ate takeout, fast food and all kinds of quick-frozen food.
After marriage with Mo Jingtian, she has not even entered the kitchen. She has not cooked for two years, which is not an ordinary stranger.
She has been busy for a whole morning. As for the chicken soup, a whole chicken has made a bowl of chicken soup. The ginger foam also admires herself, and the taste is OK.
By the time she got back to the hotel room, Mo Jingtian had already got up and cleaned up properly. He was in a suit. He thought he was going to attend some senior meeting.
"How can you get out of bed?
The doctor said you're going to rest. Where are you going when you're dressed like this?
You can't work now. You need to rest. "
Jiang Mo put the plate on the table, very dissatisfied with Mo Jingtian's behavior.
"You have some porridge and chicken soup for nutrition."
She pulled Mo Jingtian to the table, handed over the spoon and chopsticks, "you eat quickly, finish eating and return to bed to rest."
"Did you do it?"
Mo Jingtian is a little surprised. The vegetable porridge is very thick and sticky. If it takes a little longer, it will soon become dry rice.
The color of chicken soup is strange. It's red. I don't know. I thought it was poison.
Jiang Mo was embarrassed, "I'm not very good at this, but I tasted it in the kitchen, and the taste was ok, but the appearance was not very good."
Mo Jingtian is very happy, even if the taste is not good, he will eat up, this is his little wife personally made for him.
"It's delicious. I love it."
The gentle smile of Mo Jingtian.
Being praised so much, Jiang Mo was embarrassed and said, "I feel like I'm useless. I can't even cook rice."
Mo Jingtian put down his chopsticks and put his hands on her shoulder, looking serious and attentive, "not everyone needs to be able to cook. I can do it in my family. Moreover, we can hire a cook."
Jiang Mo's frown did not loosen.
"Besides, you are my lover and not my cook. You just have to open your mouth and eat, you don't need to do it.
Don't forget, you are an artist, and you are also a female president. Your time is precious. Where can you waste on cooking
Mo Jingtian continues to be stable.
Jiang Mo's eyebrows finally loosened.
Mo Jingtian saw this, continued to comfort, "yesterday you fought for me, today you cook for me, I am very happy."
He was really happy, and there was a drowning tenderness in his voice.
Jiang Mo was straightening up his collar with both hands. "Since you know that I was fighting because of you yesterday, I don't care what important things you have, you should go to bed and have a rest."
Mo Jingtian said with a smile, "I'm really OK. I don't have to lie in bed to rest."
Jiang Mo's delicate fingers brushed the wound on his eyebrow and said solemnly, "how can it be ok?What if it's disfigured? "
Mo Jingtian: So, the essence of worrying about his wound is to satisfy her need to look at her face.
Mo Jingtian couldn't laugh or cry. He suddenly became serious, "you said you want to go to the casino, why?
Don't want to go? "
Jiang Mo blinked his eyes and looked at him solemnly, "I can go to the casino by myself. You must cultivate in the hotel."
Mo Jingtian, who originally wanted to be amusing: It's more and more difficult to deceive the little wife who is so smart.
"No, you have only two choices. One is to stay with me in the hotel, and the other is to let me accompany you to the casino."
Mo Jingtian put his chin on her shoulder and put his hands around her waist from behind, trapping people directly.
Jiang Mo feels tired. How can this man be a little bit of a big dog?
Her eyebrow tip a pick, "no, our family I say! I'm going to the casino and you're in the hotel
Mo Jingtian directly carried the man to his shoulder, went into the bedroom and threw him to the bed, "woman, you don't want to go anywhere, you can only stay in my bed."
Shit, and you're playing a little script?
What's the plot?
Overbearing president forced love?
Jiang Mo had an idea, sat up and looked at him pitifully, "no, I want to go home. You are against the law."
Mo Jingtian directly pressed on the bed, the plot is very fierce, it is ups and downs, Gaochao repeatedly, a night, almost missed the next day to return to the plane.
* Jiang Mo's itinerary is very confidential. No one knows the time when she will return home. She avoids meeting her fans. She doesn't meet a reporter on the way home. Everything is very smooth and in a good mood.
Li Yat's crisis is over, Mo Jingtian doesn't have to worry about her safety, and there is no need to restrict some of her work. In addition to the various awards ceremonies at the end of the year, she will be very busy for a long time in the future. Therefore, these two days back home have been her rare rest time.
There's nothing more pleasant than not being disturbed by the entertainment notes.
Thinking about her next job, Jiang Mo thinks that her most important thing now is to find a life assistant first.