Master Mo's beloved wife

I don't know why, Qin Xiaolou always felt that there was a hint of teasing in his words. When she found this, the blush on her face was a little more flustered.

Is mo QingHan joking with her?

She sat restlessly on the sofa, hands and feet because of panic do not know where to put.

Cooking!

Yes, she can cook.

Thinking of this, she stood up in a panic and went to the kitchen.

"Hiss!"

A cry of surprise came from the kitchen.

Mo QingHan immediately gets up and sweeps his searching eyes to the other side. He sees Qin Xiaolou covering her cut finger tightly and pulling her hand and putting it into her lips.

Warm touch from her fingertips to her heart, as if a rapid and powerful current, instantly slipped through her heart, making her a little stunned.

"I'll get the medical kit."

"Ah

Qin Xiaolou looked at him dully. He reflected what he was saying. He quickly drew back his hand and kicked it in his heart, but he secretly regretted what he had just done. It must be very stupid.

Mo QingHan looks at Qin Xiaolou in a funny way, skillfully takes out the medical box from the room, carefully disinfects her, and pastes the Chuanke paste.

After all this, he did not speak, but went straight into the kitchen, picked up the bib and tied it skillfully.

She looked at his back for a long time, her heart suddenly softened.

If, time can always be like this, how good.

Thinking about this, even the air began to become sweet, breathing, is lingering taste.

It's just that the sweetness didn't last long.

Mo QingHan's mobile phone suddenly rings.

She took a look at the shaking mobile phone on the table, which showed the name of "Tong Weiwei".

Inside, the sound of frying came out, and Mo QingHan didn't seem to find it.

Press it, ink light cold will not know, in this case, he can be here with you.

Her hand slowly stretched out, fingers on the screen, hesitated for a long time, but never press down.

Is she crazy?

If you're not crazy, how can you have such a terrible idea?

Qin Xiaolou finally picked up the mobile phone, went to the kitchen and said naturally, "your phone."

Ink light cold hand took over, look to keep gentle, he did not know, he deliberately gentle every time, like a sharp knife, straight into her heart.

Does it hurt?

Of course, pain, but when the pain is more, it becomes a kind of numbness.

So she can smile and look at him calmly.

The girl's voice at that end couldn't really hear it, but she clearly heard Mo QingHan's words, "I'll be right there."

So, is this meal in the soup?

She covered the loss in her eyes and stood aside like an outsider.

Mo QingHan didn't take off his apron, instead, he continued to pick up the spatula, which was stewing curry, bubbling and smelling.

Her eyes brightened again, looking at Mo QingHan in surprise and doubt.

"She... Didn't you mean to go over?"

"Well." Mo light cold light ground um, then did not have below.

Huh?

Qin Xiaolou stares at Mo QingHan. Seeing that he has no intention of opening his mouth, he has to turn around silently and walk out of the living room.

At dinner time, Mo QingHan was still calm and had nothing to say.

His hands are slender and white. Whether he is holding chopsticks or knives and forks, they all show a noble grace.

Qin Xiaolou looked down at his hands. Because he did housework all the year round, although his hands were still white, his palms were worn out of a thin cocoon.

Compared with his hands, she looked rough and ugly.

She dropped her eyes in disappointment.

"What's the matter?" Mo QingHan finally finds out that she is different.

"No, nothing." Qin Xiaolou shook his head and buried himself in the dishes on the table.

Mo QingHan is still in an orderly way, with no expression on his face.

She looked at him secretly. "Well, I'm full."

Ink light cold chopsticks pause, the hands of chopsticks also stopped.

Seeing this, Qin Xiaolou quickly began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

He frowned when he saw her in a hurry.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Don't you already have an appointment?" She bit her lip and asked calmly.

The dim yellow light of the restaurant sprinkles on Qin Xiaolou's face, casting a brown shadow, which looks uncertain.

"Just now, who said that I was reluctant to leave? Why do you women's faces change so fast?" Mo QingHan said.

Qin Xiaolou sensitively captures the word "we". It's a little bitter at the bottom of my heart. Qin Xiaolou, what do you expect?

She did not look away in embarrassment. "I'm talking nonsense."

"Really?" Mo QingHan suddenly came close to her face, and her breath vomited gently on her face

"I don't think that's what you say in your heart."

Qin Xiaolou was stiff all over and cried out in a panic:

"You're not me. How do you know what I think? Mo QingHan, I really hate your self righteous appearance. "

With that, her face began to pale up, quietly looked at the face of ink light cold.

But he did not see any expression, lip color, slightly pursed, revealing sexy.

"You complain a lot about me." He said that a smile flashed through his eyes and pulled Qin Xiaolou

"It's lovely of you to be so angry."

Qin Xiaolou's face turned tomato color.

"You're bullshit

"Don't you know what I'm talking about? Qin Xiaolou, you are in love with me. "

Mo QingHan uses affirmative sentences. His eyes are very black, like a cloud, which makes people never see the truth, but now there is a slight tremor of expectation.

Qin Xiaolou seemed to be struck by thunder. He didn't move. He stood in the same place and was caught off guard. All his defenses were destroyed and his softest heart was revealed.

Her palms were sweating.

Her heart was bouncing, and she would jump out of her chest at any time.

Her eyes stare at Mo QingHan. The darkness around her seems to devour her at any time. If she takes a wrong step, she will be transferred into the abyss and smashed to pieces.

"No, I didn't! Mo QingHan, you're wrong, I didn't! "

Mo QingHan's eyes suddenly opened, showing a deep anger, "you say it again!"

She suddenly smile, "I said, I... Don't love you, Mo QingHan, I don't love you!"

How dare she say that she loves him? If she did, the scene between him and her could not be maintained.

She remembered him saying that if she fell in love with him, he would make her suffer a hundred times.

If she could, in this battle, she would rather die bravely than become a deserter and say the words of surrender.

"Good, good!" Mo QingHan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the fear was rolling inside.