married wife

Chapter 89
Lian Mochen walked over and took her into his arms, gently rubbing her shoulder: "Hungry?"

Lian Yinghan looked up, looked at him innocently and nodded.

Lian Mochen took the biscuit in her hand, and it seemed that she ate two or three biscuits just after unpacking it.

"Change, let's go out to eat!" Lian Mochen patted her on the shoulder.

Lian Yinghan put on his shoes and walked into the bedroom. At the same time, even Mo Chen went back to his bedroom to change clothes.

After changing his clothes, Lian Mochen took Lian Yinghan's shoulders and went out. When he saw waiters in twos and threes in the hotel aisle, they all cast envious glances at them.

After walking all the way and entering the elevator, Lian Yinghan still felt that there were a few eyes looking at her around her.

Lian Mochen saw her thoughts, and pulled her into his arms: "Don't feel uncomfortable, no one here knows us."

"But I don't feel used to it!" Lian Yinghan said with her lips pouted, Lian Mochen couldn't help but bowed his head and pecked her lips lightly with such a cute look.

"Relax, don't be too nervous, we've just started, we'll get used to it." Even Mo Chen knew what Lian Yinghan was worried about, but he didn't say it out loud, and he didn't want to push her too hard, as long as he knew it in his heart.

From the twelfth floor to the first floor, the elevator was surprisingly smooth. No one pressed the elevator on the middle floor. Lian Yinghan's side face was leaning against Lian Mochen's arms. At this moment, she really felt that the two of them were a couple. And it feels so sweet.

Lian Yinghan's ability to adapt has always been strong, and he seldom gets used to the environment. Even Mo Chen was relieved to let her eat French specialties, but Lian Yinghan's taste is particularly strong today, and he actually wants to eat hot pot.

If she was at home, even Mo Chen wouldn't let her eat it. The hot pot base was too complicated, and everything was added to it to increase the taste, but it was rare to come out to play. Even Mo Chen didn't want to disappoint her, so he just let her do it.

Lian Yinghan was very happy, and said that he wanted to eat spicy food, but Lian Mochen had no choice but to order the mandarin duck pot.

Seeing her eating with one chopstick after another, and every time the chopsticks were poked towards the spicy side, even Mo Chen frowned: "You usually eat like this at home?"

"Yes, it's winter. It's warm to eat hot pot, especially boiled mutton. But the bottom of the pot at home is not made with these spices. It's made with pure ingredients by my father. Although it's just oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, But Dad can always make it delicious." Speaking of this, Lian Yinghan began to miss the scene of eating hot pot with his aunt and his family in winter.

Lian Mochen smiled, Lian Moxuan's love for this daughter is beyond words!

"Mo Chen, why don't you eat it? Don't you like it?" Even Mo Chen hasn't moved a few chopsticks since the beginning. Could it be that it doesn't suit his appetite?Lian Yinghan couldn't help but feel guilty, she was the one who clamored to eat hot pot earlier, and she never asked Lian Mo Chen if he liked it.

Lian Mochen smiled slightly, his eyes were extremely gentle: "No, I can eat anything, but seeing you eating so happily, I can't help but want to look at you."

Lian Yinghan smiled sweetly, took a piece of meat and put it into Lian Mochen's bowl: "Then you eat it too. If you eat with me, I will eat more happily."

Even Mo Chen's heart was aroused by her words, and he picked up the chopsticks to eat, the meat in his mouth was more delicious than any food he had eaten before: "I don't know how long we can do this." If every day is like today It would be nice to be happy, just him and her, but he only gave himself two months.

Lian Yinghan was stunned, and he could see his sadness: "At least, this can be done within two months, after two months... I didn't just promise, but the most important thing is now, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)