Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 152 I want to eat meat
Feng Sumo clung to Moxiluo's shoulders with both arms, and his slightly raised neck drew an elegant arc in the air. His blushing pretty face was like the most brilliant peach blossom in March, and his clear eyes were stained with a blurred color.

Mesilo's kiss became more and more intense, moving down from the white neck to the delicate collarbone, leaving pale pink marks where it passed, which aroused people's infinite reverie.

Pushing up her skirt with one hand, Moxiluo was about to attack the city, but his body was suddenly pushed away by Feng Sumo.

"Don't!" Feng Sumo's face was flushed, his breath was a little unsteady, and he put the skirt down in a panic.

"A woman looking for death!" The call was stopped at the critical moment, and Moxiluo's usual tone of speech came out again.

"I'm still very young, and I don't want to die." Feng Sumo shrank from the sink, glanced at his ugly face, and pushed him away.

I don't know when it started, she didn't seem to be afraid of him at all, even when he was so angry that he wanted to kill, Feng Sumo no longer had the fear at the beginning.

Thinking back carefully, when he was angry, at most he would bully her, and he would not really do anything to her.

"Feng Sumo, you owe me!" Dissatisfied with Yu's begging, Moxiluo was very angry, looking at Feng Sumo's eyes, he wished to wring her off with one finger.

"It's time to eat." Feng Sumo ignored his expression, carried a small pot of hot pot, and walked out of the restaurant over him.

Moxiluo kicked the kitchen door hard, and followed in a few steps.

"Why are there all vegetables?" Moxiluo's dissatisfaction became heavier as soon as he sat on the table.

"Eating green vegetables is nutritious and healthy." Feng Sumo took the serving chopsticks and helped him heat the vegetables, his tone casual.

"I want to eat meat!" Moxiluo's face was ugly, and his tone was even worse.

Feng Sumo was stunned, then glared at him, put down the serving chopsticks, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Thinking of him rushing back from France for her, Feng Sumo felt a little guilty, besides that, he seemed to feel a little more distressed towards him.

Since he cares about her so much, he won't abuse his stomach.

In fact, after having a baby, Feng Sumo was not used to the smell of meat dishes. Red meat was a little better, but seafood made her stomach sick when she smelled it. That's why she didn't prepare meat dishes for him in the first place.

When he opened the refrigerator, the smell of seafood came to his nostrils. Feng Sumo couldn't smell it, so he found a mask and covered most of his face.

Picking some mild seafood, Feng Sumo cleaned it up and brought it to the dining table.

Not wanting to smell that smell, she sat a little further away.

"Sit here!" Mexilo didn't like her sitting far away from him, so he pulled her seat and sat next to him.

Feng Sumo's expression was a little stiff, but he didn't resist.

"What are you doing wearing a mask?" Mesilo gave her a strange look, and then took off her mask.

"I feel sick to my stomach, I don't want to smell this kind of smell." Feng Sumo covered his mouth and nose, and turned his head.

Seeing the very repulsive reaction, Moxiluo felt pain in his heart, and under Feng Sumo's astonished gaze, he put the seafood she had just brought back into the kitchen again.

"Sit down obediently." Da Ciluo sat down on the seat next to her, and Moxiluo turned her head.

Feng Sumo just looked at him like this, and suddenly smiled faintly.

Was he caring for her just now?

"Are you dumbfounded?" Mexilo said nothing nice.

"I'll help you boil the dishes." Feng Sumo didn't care about his words, stood up, and kindly picked up the serving chopsticks to help him serve.

"Why don't you go to see a doctor when you feel unwell?" Moxiluo turned his head and looked at her seriously.

(End of this chapter)