At this moment, Mo Wenting felt that these men's thoughts were more difficult to fathom. Even Xiang Tian, whom she has known for many years, is like this, let alone rich men like Zhan Ning.

She can only plan to have a suitable opportunity in the future to ask God directly. Anyway, she doesn't have any concerns about Xiang Tian. She doesn't have to be like in front of Zhan Ning. Once she asks these questions, she is afraid that the man will turn his face and get angry and blame Mo Wenting for not trusting him.

After work, Mo Wenting walked to the door of the company and waited for a few minutes. She saw Zhan Ning driving a car to pick her up. She sat in the passenger seat of the car and went to the supermarket to buy vegetables with Zhan Ning.

"Husband, have you decided what to eat tonight?" Mo Wenting asked Zhan Ning carefully.

"I want sweet and sour tenderloin." Zhan Ning tells Mo Wenting.

"OK, I'll make you sweet and sour tenderloin tonight." Mo Wenting readily promised Zhan Ning.

Mo Wenting stared at Zhan Ning. She only felt that her husband was very considerate. However, she didn't betray her as she insisted to heaven. There were women outside.

Mo Wenting took zhanning to the supermarket to buy ingredients and went home together.

Back home, Mo Wenting immediately went into the kitchen, put on her apron and was busy cooking dinner.

If it's normal, Zhan Ning usually watches TV or plays with his mobile phone in the living room at this time, waiting for his wife to make dinner and ask him to have dinner.

But when he remembered that he had received a call from his beloved wife in the office today, he was inevitably worried and became more and more worried about Mo Wenting.

He wanted to keep an eye on Mo Wenting. He didn't even want to leave his wife at home, so he stayed with her in the kitchen. But he couldn't help anything, so he had to stand by and stare at Mo Wenting.

When Mo Wenting discovered Zhan Ning's unusual actions, she asked strangely, "husband, what are you doing watching me here? Are you afraid I'll fly away? "

"Yes, my wife is so beautiful. I'm really afraid you'll suddenly grow a pair of wings and fly away from the window." Zhan Ning answered Mo Wenting with a smile.

As he spoke, he went behind Mo Wenting and put out his hands to embrace Mo Wenting's slender waist from behind.

Zhan Ning's subconscious move worried Mo Wenting. She was afraid of Zhan Ning's whim, so she gave her a backward style and loved her from behind. She couldn't stand it.

So, Mo Wenting quickly twisted her body and urged Zhan Ning: "husband, please go away and don't hinder me from cooking. Go outside the living room and wait a minute. Dinner will be ready soon. "

In order to let Zhan Ning let go of herself, Mo Wenting had to turn around and directly stretch out her hand to push Zhan Ning away, so that Zhan Ning wouldn't pester her, and it would easily go off.

After Mo Wenting pushed zhanning out of the kitchen, she continued to cook dinner at ease.

Knowing this, Zhan Ning continued to stare at Mo Wenting and couldn't see anything different, so he went to the living room to play with his mobile phone.

Mo Wenting soon made dinner. She not only brought all the meals to the table, but also personally served zhanning a good meal before she asked zhanning to have dinner. It was very considerate and virtuous.

"Husband, this is your favorite sweet and sour tenderloin. Try it quickly." Mo Wenting said as she put a tenderloin in her bowl.

Zhan Ning couldn't wait to eat. He just felt that his mouth was sweet and delicious.

"Delicious!" Zhan Ning happily praised Mo Wenting: "wife, your cooking is getting better and better, and your cooking is getting better and better!"

After a while, Mo Wenting was already fuller than Zhan Ning. After she put down her chopsticks, she leaned comfortably against the back of the chair, raised her right leg, stretched out from under the table to Zhan Ning sitting opposite, and stretched a beautiful jade foot directly to Zhan Ning's stomach.

Zhan Ning understood what Mo Wenting meant, so she consciously tolerated her beautiful wife's behavior without resistance.

Mo Wenting then put her slender jade feet in black silk stockings against Zhan Ning's abdomen. While gently dawdling, she smiled and asked, "husband, can I help you rub your stomach, comfortable?"

"How comfortable!" Zhan Ning nodded to Mo Wenting while eating.

Mo Wenting slipped the long silk stockings she was wearing to her lower legs, and then told Zhan Ning, "my feet are beginning to sweat. Please help me take off the silk stockings."

"OK!" Zhan Ning immediately promised Mo Wenting to put down her chopsticks, help Mo Wenting take off her long silk stockings with both hands, put them on another chair, and then continue to eat.

Mo Wenting more happily rubbed Zhan Ning's abdomen with her jade feet and said with a smile: "just now I was cooking in the kitchen. My feet were tired. I just used your stomach to massage the soles of my feet. You can't refuse. You should serve the little lady well. "

It turned out that Zhan Ning was not only comfortable, but also herself. This can really relieve the fatigue of her feet.

"Well, all right!" Zhan Ning not only happily promised Mo Wenting, but also coaxed his wife with a smile: "wife, when I'm full later, I'll give you a foot massage with my hand to ensure that you won't feel tired again."

"Just coax me. I don't believe you are so considerate. What TV news are you going to watch later? How can you think of giving me a massage? " Mo Wenting smiled and scolded Zhan Ning: "your mouth is very sweet, that is to say more and do less!"

"Wife, I haven't done less. I have served you almost every day since I came back from a business trip." Zhan Ning defended himself with a bad smile.

Knowing that Zhan Ning was talking about what she had done before going to bed, Mo Wenting said angrily, "fuck you! I'm not talking about that. "

Mo Wenting thought of ways to tease her husband while blaming Zhan Ning. She tightly clamped the muscles on zhanning's stomach with two jade toes, and suddenly pulled hard. Zhanning cried out in pain.

"Wow! Wife, take it easy. It hurts! " Zhan Ning immediately couldn't help crying out for pain and hurriedly reminded Mo Wenting.

"It hurts to death! Then you can't bully me anymore. " Mo Wenting obviously deliberately tortured Zhan Ning, so she laughed happily.

"Wife, I'm dead. You'll suffer yourself! You have to think about it. " Zhan Ning reminds Mo Wenting with a bitter smile.

"I've thought about it clearly for a long time. Without your torture, I happen to be quiet every day, so I won't suffer. " Mo Wenting responded to Zhan Ning with a smile.

However, Mo Wenting was just angry with Zhan Ning and said so on purpose. In fact, her small jade feet are playing more and more vigorously under the table.

This is enough to prove that she doesn't really want to break Zhan Ning in her heart. Otherwise she wouldn't be able to have such a good time.