The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 190
Suddenly, Junmei frowned slightly, why did the touch under his feet change?

She... was obviously wearing a long skirt, and he could feel the smooth touch under the cotton socks, why she was wearing clothes and pants now.

A peanut that was about to be delivered to her lips suddenly stopped, and she raised her black eyes, the temperature inside was a bit cold.

On the opposite side, Zeng Li was still helping Jon with the dishes, and the emotion on his face became more cheerful, as if something good had happened.

And Jon, happily enjoying the woman's service, looked at Mo Zhiqian, and showed his big white teeth to him!

The joking look was more like mocking.

!

Mo Zhiqian suddenly withdrew his feet, as if touching something dirty, he put his toes in front of the leather shoes and even rubbed on his own storage tube.

I have to take a good shower when I go back at night, I touched such a dirty thing!

Even losing interest in continuing to eat, he put down the bowls and chopsticks, Mo Zhiqian took the napkin and wiped the corners of his lips, his handsome face was slightly cold.

"I'm ready, everyone take it easy!"

I have to say that this man is really excellent, even when he is angry, he wipes the corners of his lips so gracefully.

"Zhiqian?"

Seeing the mountain of food piled up in Mo Zhiqian's bone plate, Zeng Huiyun turned to look at him in puzzlement.

Mo Zhiqian slightly bent his lips, "I'm full at noon, not too hungry."

After speaking, he got up and walked to the hall.

Zeng Li took a cabbage heart in his mouth, and it seemed that the cabbage heart was even more delicious than before.

Zeng Guoliang raised his eyes and glanced at the hall lightly, there was no change on Sen Leng's face.

Ou Yalan's mother and daughter looked at Zeng Li at the same time, and the latter seemed to have more appetite than before.

The mother and daughter looked at each other tacitly, and only each other understood what the eyes conveyed.

After dinner, my aunt came to clean up the dishes, Zeng Li also helped diligently, put away the chopsticks used by several people, and was about to send them to the kitchen when Ou Yalan stopped him, and handed them to the nanny.

"Xiao Li, it's a rare time to go home, sit down and talk to mom, and let auntie do it."

Although he missed an opportunity, Zeng Li couldn't refuse. It was already abnormal to help clean up the dishes. If he continued to insist, it would be counterproductive. Besides, after handing over the chopsticks to his aunt, he couldn't tell which pair was used by his mother.

He smiled and said "Okay," and Ou Yalan held hands and walked to the hall together.

There was a fruit plate on the coffee table, and fresh tea was made. Zeng Huiyun was already being hugged by Mo Zhiqian and sitting in a wheelchair, wearing the pair of nude leather shoes that Mo Zhiqian gave her.

Mo Zhiqian's complexion was not very good after dinner.

Sitting on the single sofa, holding a fruit knife with knuckle fingers, he is helping Zeng Huiyun peel an apple.

Ou Yalan pulled Zeng Li to sit on the loveseat sofa, Jon kept smiling and followed Zeng Li silently as a flower protector.

Seeing the mother and daughter sitting down, they also sat next to Zeng Li, who didn't understand the tea ceremony, he lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea to Zeng Guoliang, "Please."

"Thank you." Compared to Mo Zhiqian, Zeng Guoliang liked this foreigner in front of him more, he had a noble status but was still very polite.

Unlike that man, who relies on his own business to do business, he is defiant and never takes his father-in-law seriously!

When picking up the teacup, Zeng Guoliang gave Mo Zhiqian a glance, and snorted coldly to show his dissatisfaction.

The latter continued to peel the apple carelessly, as if he didn't notice his father-in-law's rejection of him.

Zeng Huiyun has long been used to the way Mo Zhiqian gets along with his parents, as long as this man loves her, that's enough.

"Xiao Li, why did you dye your hair this color? It's not too difficult. It looks black and beautiful before. Mom likes the way your black hair shawls your shoulders." Ou Yalan raised her hand to caress Zeng Li's long hair, but her loving voice couldn't be concealed. complain.

"Mom, this color is popular now."

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(End of this chapter)