Chapter 130

Mo Wan walked over, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and said directly: "Drink this porridge!"

Without even looking at her, Pei Yihuan's dark and deep eyes still fell outside the window, and two words were coldly uttered from his thin lips: "Take it away!"

"It's only a few sips, finish it in one go, drink it quickly, and then I'll take the bowl away." Mo Wan stood still.

"Take it away..." Pei Yihuan's voice became more and more cold and gloomy, like the chill in the night.

But she seemed to have never heard what he said, stubbornly holding the porridge in front of his eyes: "Oh! You have already drank all the porridge when you smoked a cigarette, and the porridge is still hot now." , drink it while it’s hot.”

Pei Yihuan finally raised his head impatiently and looked at Mo Wan: "One last time, get out of the way!"

"After you drink the porridge, I will naturally get out of the way, drink it!" It was obvious that she would not give up until she reached her goal.

With a big hand movement, Pei Yihuan took the bowl in her hand and threw the bowl and porridge into the trash can.

Mo Wan looked at him, stared in disbelief, and laughed angrily: "Do you think my perseverance is all there is? I will definitely open your eyes today!"

After the words fell, she pushed open the door of the room and went downstairs.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Wan put another bowl of porridge in front of his eyes, and said concisely: "Drink the porridge! Since you already have time to smoke, how could you not have time to drink porridge?"

The thin lips were coldly pursed into a straight line, Pei Yihuan didn't even pay her a glance, and directly took it away and threw it into the trash can again.

Mo Wan finally breathed out unbearably, and said angrily, "I'm going to fuck you to the end today!"

She was afraid that this time he would throw the porridge directly into the trash can like last time, so she boiled it five times at a time. Since she loves to throw it so much, let him throw it all!

Five minutes later, she still stood in front of him with porridge as before: "I don't have anything left now, the most left is patience!"

This time, the haze covering Pei Yihuan's face was thicker than the previous few times. He raised his big hand casually, and only heard the crisp sound of "Kang Dang--", the bowl had already fallen to the ground and fell into pieces, porridge overflowing on the ground.

Some of the porridge spilled on the back of Mo Wan's hand. The porridge was very hot. When it landed on the back of her hand, she felt scorching heat and excruciating pain. She couldn't help but gasped and bit it tightly. He pressed his lips together, not letting himself make a sound, for fear of waking up Shuang'er who was already asleep.

Sweeping over Mo Wan's entire red-hot back, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted something but he never spoke.

"How could you do this! I made you drink porridge! I didn't want to poison you to death! Do you have to be so hard on me? The difference between smoking a cigarette and drinking a bowl of porridge makes you so repulsive." Everyone is the most vicious woman! I think you are a man with a cruel heart!"

Lowering his voice, Mo Wan stared at him fiercely, tearing off his apron angrily, angrily!

Pei Yihuan took this opportunity and said, "So go away and don't appear in front of me again!"

"What on earth is your man's heart made of? Isn't it made of broken pieces, stones and hard iron?" She looked at him, and she really wanted to see his heart!

"So what?" Pei Yihuan said coldly!

Mo Wan gritted his teeth angrily, turned his head angrily, and left again!

After a while, she opened the door and walked in, holding the bowl of porridge in front of his eyes with straight hands: "Drink the porridge!"

Pei Yihuan's handsome brows were already frowned coldly, and the haze emanating from his body made people gasp, but when the eyes fell on the back of her red and swollen hands, the cold light exuded like Obliterated some.

The aura emanating from him was very bad, Mo Wan really felt it, and seeing his big hand reaching towards the porridge bowl, she immediately said: "I have cooked a lot of porridge, let's see whether it is your perseverance or mine. Be patient!"

Pei Yihuan ignored her, just took the bowl in her hand, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Overjoyed in his heart, Mo Wan hurriedly followed, he put the porridge bowl on the table, his eyes fell on her coldly and impatiently: "Sit down!"

"Why should I sit down?" She stood still and refused to move, guarding against him!

The impatience in the eyes became more and more serious. With a movement of Pei Yihuan's long arms, he sat her down on the sofa, unscrewed the things in his hands, poured some on the back of her red and swollen hands, and then slowly pushed her away. ...

An even more bone-piercing pain came from the back of his hand, and Mo Wan couldn't help gasping for air one after another in pain: "Ah—hiss—what the hell are you doing?"

He didn't look up, and said in an unusually cold voice: "Kill you!"

"Bah!" Mo Wan scolded fiercely... But the strange thing is that after the bone-piercing pain dissipated... there was a cold comfort...

Realizing it in her heart, her face flushed, her eyes widened, she bit her lower lip tightly, and her eyes fixed on him.

His eyes were deep and focused, and his big hand with well-defined bones slowly stroked the back of her hand, pushing away the transparent ointment...

This kind of action and expression made her feel the warmth that she had never felt before...

"Don't pour the porridge down, drink it..." She looked at him very quietly.

Pei Yihuan didn't look up, and didn't make a sound...

Mo Wan looked at him again, and said in a slightly lower tone: "Really...don't pour it...if you pour it again, I will cook it again!"

"It deserves it!" Two words came out of his thin lips coldly!

This dead leopard! Mo Wan bit her lower lip and looked angrily at the dead leopard in front of her! How can he not eat good or bad!

After applying the medicine, when she was blowing cool air on the back of her hand, she saw the dead leopard actually picked up the porridge bowl and began to eat slowly.

His movements are very slow and slow, but there is an inherent elegance, very charming...

Mo Wan stared blankly at his actions, and the corner of her mouth involuntarily raised a satisfied smile, as if she was eating porridge herself!

Pei Yihuan suddenly raised his head coldly, glanced at her, and condensed his face: "Do you want to eat porridge? Or do you want to eat me?"

Mo Wan quickly shook her head: "Go on, go on..."

next morning.

When Mo Wan opened his eyes, the sky was revealed