Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

On the way to pick up Mo Fengying to the Chen family yard, Chen Wenhao had already told them about the symptoms of the father in detail, and Mo Fengying had a preliminary understanding of Chen Wenhao's symptoms.

When he arrived at Chen's house, Chen An'an poured a cup of tea for both Mo Fengying and Mo Suifeng.

Mo Fengying sat at the table, took a few minutes to drink a cup of tea, then washed his hands, got up, led by Chen Wenhao, and came to Mr. Chen's room.

Old man Chen saw that it was a little girl who came to treat him, and the light in his eyes dimmed. Obviously, the old man couldn't believe in this little girl.

Mo Fengyingpin read the content of the old man's eyes. She didn't care. Instead, she smiled slightly and said to the old man in a soothing voice: "Mr. Chen, please rest and leave me alone."

The statement really closed his eyes and followed Mo Fengying.

Mo Fengying raised the hand of the statement and took the pulse for a moment.

In the process, Mo Fengying's expression was always indifferent, and Chen Wenhao felt relieved by that calm appearance.

Mo Fengying raised one of the legs of the statement and pressed the button. The statement felt happy and opened his eyes and glanced at Mo Fengying. Seeing her pressing her leg, she said nothing.

"The legs are still sensible." Mo Fengying pressed the stated calf and asked: "If you feel pain, you will let me know."

The statement hummed suspiciously.

Mo Fengying pressed the stated Zusanli acupuncture point, seemingly a light press, but in fact it has a deep inner strength. The statement yelled on the spot, and Mo Fengying glanced at him, then let go of the position and pressed the Zhongdu acupoint again.

This time, the statement was louder.

Mo Fengying pressed several acupuncture points on his arm again, and all got the stated reaction, and then she put down the stated body. Standing up, Mo Fengying said to Chen Wenhao: "The problem is not big, it can be treated in a timely manner without delay."

Hearing this, Chen Wenhao's face showed joy, and the statement secretly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Fengying seriously.

Mo Fengying immediately took out her acupuncture equipment.

It was a light green acupuncture bag, each needle in the bag was sterilized, and a thin sterile membrane was pasted on the needle. Chen Wenhao brought a small bench for Mo Fengying, and Mo Fengying asked Chen Wenhao to take off his whole body and do acupuncture for him.

In the process, everyone except Chen Wenhao was blocked.

When Song Ci went out, he glanced back at Mo Fengying and saw Mo Fengying pierce the long thin needle straight into the stated Liangqiu acupoint. When Song Ci saw the silver needle, his scalp numb.

She followed Han Zhan melancholy, walked out of the house, and sat in the courtyard outside the door.

The sun was warmer, so Song Ci took off his down jacket and sat on the stone bench in a pink sweater.

Chen An'an brought them a pot of wolfberry tea. She laughed at Han Zhan and said: "I remember that you liked to drink wolfberry tea. You have a hobby with Grandpa Chen. You are young, how can you like to drink this."

Before Han Zhan spoke, Song Ci and Chen An'an laughed at Han Zhan, "Middle-aged people can't help but soak goji berries in a thermos."

Chen Anan laughed out loud, catching Song Ci's stalk, she said: "The wolfberry is hard to beat by the years, so you have to add angelica to Riga."

It's rare to meet a person of the same kind, Song Ci came to the interest, and then said: "Angelica is hard to resist the time knife, ginseng and deer antler with small roast."

Chen An'an: "If you don't care about ginseng and antler, you have to add kidney treasure to the kidney."

"Yaozishenbao can't cure well, so it's fine to run to the club." When saying this, Song Ci gave Zhao Han Zhan a meaningful look.

Han Zhan: "..."

Han Zhan is very innocent.

Before I met Song Ci, people occasionally invited Han Zhan to the meeting place to talk about things. He could avoid it, and it was unavoidable. Even if he went, he would never be crazy. After getting to know Song Ci, Han Zhan had never been to KTV except for dinners and formal cocktail parties.

He is really innocent!

There were other guests at home, Chen Anan greeted the other guests, and Han Zhan poured a cup of tea for Song Ci. "Come on, have a taste. Aunt An An always makes tea for Grandpa Chen. The craftsmanship of making tea is much better than you."

Song Ci took the cup and took a sip.

The same is wolfberry tea, Chen An'an is indeed better to drink, it is slightly sweet. Song Ci put down the tea cup and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Han should drink more wolfberry tea to treat kidney deficiency."

Han Zhan leaned close to Song Ci's ear and opened a yellow tone, "I have a kidney failure, who is to blame? Isn't it all your credit?"

Song Ci's ears are reddish.

She cupped her ears with her hands and supported the table with her elbows, and told Han Zhan: "I saw that Miss Mo's take out acupuncture and moxibustion, and her body became numb."

"Afraid of needles?"

Song Ci squinted his eyes and asked Han Zhan pretendingly, "I'm afraid of needles, do you want to laugh at me?"

Han Zhan shook his head hurriedly, "Where does it happen, if you are afraid of needles, we will not have needles in our family in the future."

Song Ci was so sweet in her heart, she told Han Zhan: "When I was a child, I was in poor health and was very weak. My father always gave me acupuncture and let me drink Chinese medicine."

"Do you know why Song Fei loves me so much, because I was frail since I was a child, and I almost died several times. It was my father who brought me up by taking medicine."

Song Ci was very delicate when he was a child, and became a medicine jar in winter. "When I was four years old, I went to my teacher to practice piano. Every winter, I kept coughing. Doesn't the teacher have a fireplace at home? It was made for me."

Later, the decoration style of Shen Yubei's house was changed, and the fireplace still remained.

"But when I was seven or eight years old, my condition was much better, and I rarely got sick again." Song Ci was a bit shorter than Song Fei when he was a child. Later, during his adolescence, Song Ci soared and exceeded one meter seven.

For the first time when Han Zhan heard Song Ci talk about her childhood, he couldn't help but ask: "What disease did you have?"

"When my mother was pregnant with us, she was older and her fetal image was unstable. My dad was a doctor himself. Once he had a pulse check and found that the happi pulse was weakened, he took my mother to the Capital University Hospital for a checkup. The results of the checkup were very bad. It is said that our sisters develop very slowly in the belly, and my mother is not suitable for pregnancy. The doctor advised my mother to have an operation, which caused us to be aborted."

"But my mother couldn't bear it, and my dad couldn't bear it. After returning home, my father developed a fetus-preserving drug by himself and saved us. My mother was drinking the drug every day when she was pregnant with us."

In Jiang Shiyu's belly, Song Fei was more arrogant than Song Ci, and he was willing to grow longer, not only his brain but also his stature. When she was born, it was said that Song Ci was like a little mouse, very thin, and many people thought that Song Ci was not big.

"As for the acupuncture, my dad would do it for me every winter." For Song Ci when he was a child, acupuncture was a commonplace meal, and he had to come every day before going to bed.

When Song Ci saw the needle, she felt resistance subconsciously.

Han Zhan held Song Ci's hand, rubbed it in his palm, and said with a smile: "I didn't see it, it turns out that our porcelain treasure was a poor little trumpet flower when I was young."

I just don’t understand why a delicate little trumpet flower grows up into a thorny rose.

Mo Fengying stayed in the room for an hour and a half before finishing acupuncture.

Stated that the old man was tired to sleep, and Mo Fengying was also very tired.

Chen Anan made hot tea for Mo Fengying. After Mo Fengying washed her hands, while drinking tea, she said to Chen Wenhao and his brothers and sisters: "After a week of acupuncture and moxibustion, the old man will be able to regain his mobility. During this time I will live. On the side of Sunshin."

"During this period, I will also give you prescriptions. You will decoct them according to the prescriptions and give them to the old man. Two months later, take the old man for examination. If the congestion in the brain has not cleared, surgery is still necessary."

"Okay, I'm bothering Miss Mo." Chen Wenhao's sister and brother asked Mo Fengying to stay for lunch, but Mo Fengying refused, "Let's get rid of lunch. I'm a little tired. I have to go back to rest. This time tomorrow. , I will come again."

"Then I will send Miss Mo back."

Chen Wenhao was going to send her off, but Han Zhan said, "I also stayed at that hotel with Song Ci, and it happened to be on the way. Miss Mo, I will send you there."

"Also."

Song Ci and Han Zhan sat in front, and Mo Fengying and Mo Suifeng sat in the back.

In the car, Mo Fengying kept her eyes closed and dozed off, not knowing whether she was resting or really asleep.

Song Ci secretly observed Mo Fengying from the rearview mirror.

This girl should be younger than her. Maybe Song Fei can still meet her during the Mo Family's assessment. Song Fei is a researcher on viruses, and his research on Chinese medicine is not deep. I don't know how many rounds he can enter.

Before the assessment started, Song Ci was a little worried about Song Fei.

The car stopped at the door of the hotel, and Mo Suifeng thanked Han Zhan, and Mo Fengying was awakened softly. "Miss, we are at the hotel."

Mo Fengying closed the cloak tightly, although she did not get out of the car with the wind.

Han Zhan handed the car key to the parking boy, and the four walked into the hotel lobby together.

Song Ci and Han Zhan live on the 21st floor, and Mo Fengying and Mo Suifeng’s rooms are on the 18th floor. At the elevator, Mo Fengying raised her head to say goodbye to Song Ci and Han Zhan. "Thank you, Mr. Han, Mrs. Han. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Mo Fengying walked out of the elevator door to the sea.

Looking at Mo Fengying's slender and weak back, Song Ci said, "I always feel that Mo Fengying looks tired, a bit strange."

"How to say?"

Song Ci said, "Although the complicated acupuncture and moxibustion does consume energy, it is not so exhausting. This Miss Mo may not be in good health."

"It's obvious." Han Zhan stretched out his hand and gestured in the air, and said, "Her legs are probably so thick. Can normal people be so thin?"

Hearing that, Song Ci meant to look at Han Zhan for a long time, seeing Han Zhan confused. "Why look at me with this look?"

Song Ci said, "What are you staring at the girl's leg?"

Han Zhan thought that Song Ci was jealous and was about to explain, but Song Ci jumped out again, and she said: "Old pervert! Peeking at the little girl's legs!"

Han Zhan couldn't laugh or cry.

On the 21st floor, the two of them walked out of the elevator in silence and walked side by side to the door of the room. Song Ci took out the room card from his bag, and as soon as he opened the door, Han Zhan pressed him against the wall and touched his leg.

Song Ci was flattered, "Is it so intense?"

Han Zhan squeezed Song Ci's leg and said: "The old pervert never peeked at the legs of a little girl. The old perverts just get started."

Song Ci held back a smile and tried to push Han Zhan away.

But did not push away.

Knowing that the body can be cured, Han Zhan's worries disappeared, and he was in a good mood. In addition, the hotel environment was also good. Han Zhan came to the bed and threw Song Ci on the bed and bullied himself.

He bit her, kissed her, and scratched her deliberately.

Song Ci felt itchy and couldn't help but hide. She laughed for a while, then cried, and finally sweated profusely.

Lying on the bed, Song Ci opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. She said, "I'm so tired." None of them had lunch.

Han Zhan: "Get up, I'll take you to dinner."

"Can't get up."

"Then I hold you down?"

"Call the delivery service."

Han Zhan said: "It's okay."

Han Zhan picked up the menu and began to choose dishes, but Song Ci turned over and fell asleep.

Downstairs, Mo Fengying sat on the sofa with a tired face and kept rubbing her temples. Upon seeing this, Mo Suifeng quickly brewed a cup of soothing tea for her.

Mo Fengying took the tea and sipped it. Mo Suifeng stood behind Mo Fengying's chair and patiently massaged her temples. "How does the young lady feel?"

"Very sleepy."

"Will you take a break?"

"Also."

Song Ci got it right, Mo Fengying's body was indeed sick.

Mo Suifeng said again: "We'd better eat dinner before resting. I have ordered the delivery service, and it will be fine in ten minutes."

"also may."

Mo Fengying took out the acupuncture kit and said to Mo Suifeng: "Come and eliminate the poison for me."

"it is good."

Mo Suifeng took out a small watering can, which was filled with a medical disinfectant made by Mo's family. Mo Suifeng poured the disinfectant on the needle and wiped it carefully with a white cloth.

As soon as the disinfection work was done, the waiter delivered the meal.

After eating, Mo Fengying was really sleepy. She took off her coat and lay on the bed, Mo Suifeng covered her with a quilt. Mo Fengying was about to fall asleep, and suddenly she opened her eyes again, and some surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Do you smell it?" Mo Fengying asked Mo Suifeng.

Mo Suifeng asked subconsciously: "What?"

"I can smell the smell of Granny Yao."

Mo Fengying is not only highly talented in medicine, she also has a higher sense of smell for every Chinese medicine material than ordinary people.

In the Mo people, powerful doctors can distinguish medicinal materials by smell. Some medicinal materials are tasteless to ordinary people, but in Mo Fengying and their noses, those medicinal materials have their own smell.

The medicine mother in the clan is the medicine man, and people of the level like Mo Suifeng and others can smell the breath of medicine mother. In their sense of smell, the smell of the medicine mother-in-law is very weak. But in Mo Fengying's sense of smell, the medicine mother-in-law is the best product that exudes a strong scent of medicine.

Mo Suifeng never doubted Mo Fengying's ability and sense of smell. He said, "Could someone be cooking Chinese medicine?"

Mo Fengying shook her head, "The taste is wrong, the smell of Chinese medicine and the medicine man are actually different." The medicine of the medicine man has a human breath.

Mo Fengying sat up from the bed and walked to the window. The windows of tall buildings are fixed, with only two tiny windshields.

Mo Fengying was standing under the glass. She raised her head and sniffed the scent, feeling her tired spirit refreshed. Such a pure medicinal fragrance is really attractive!

Suddenly, the smell of medicine disappeared.

Mo Fengying was a little irritable. She sat back on the bed and said to Mo Suifeng, "Go and check, who have stayed in this hotel today."

Mo Suifeng shook his head and said, "No, other hotels can be checked, but Jetta Hotel can't. Jetta Hotel upgraded their system last year, which is very difficult to break."

Han Zhan paid a high price and hired Song Fei as a consultant for the engineering department.

For the privacy and safety of customers, Han Zhan specially asked Song Fei to upgrade his company's system last year. Anyone who wants to invade the firewall of Zeus International must have done Song Fei first.

Mo Fengying was a little discouraged.

She secretly made a decision, and when she returned this time, she would tell her father that there was a medicine man in the world. By then, the Mo family will search the country for the whereabouts of the medicine people.

The best medicinal materials are naturally not allowed to be left out.

Upstairs, Han Zhan closed the window and asked Song Ci, "Is it still cold?"

Song Ci threw a piece of bacon into her mouth and said, "It's better, the wind blows my headache." Since the birth of the child, Song Ci has been a little afraid of the wind, and the cold wind blows the back of her head.

"Hurry up and eat, and then go to bed later. For the six o'clock flight, you cannot be late."

"it is good."

Song Ci wanted to sleep after eating. Before going to bed, she touched her belly with her hand while saying, "I feel so guilty to sleep after eating. Han Zhan, if I get fat, it is all your fault."

"You are getting fat, I will accompany you to lose weight, okay?"

Song Ci: "Okay."

When Song Ci woke up, Han Zhan was already neatly dressed, packed with luggage, and bought new toys for the children. Song Ci asked him while putting on makeup, "You didn't sleep?"

"No."

"Thanks for you."

Han Zhan packed the toy in a big bag. He stared at the toy and said with a smile: "I used to be on a business trip, thinking about what gifts to bring you back. What I think now is what my wife wants Things, what toys should I buy for the cubs."

Having said this, the corner of Han Zhan’s mouth suddenly curled up, and he said, “I used to not understand how the Beizhan used to buy things for Chill every time he went on a business trip. He also laughed at him for being too sticky and chilling.”

At that time, he thought to himself, "I will be on a business trip for a few days soon, and not long apart. Is it necessary to buy something for Han Qingshen every time I go back?"

Later, I got married, fell in love with Song Ci, and had children before I could understand the practice of the Northern War.

Song Ci finished the makeup, and while finishing the makeup, he said: "Your single dog does not understand the happiness of a married man. Typically, you will say grape sour if you can't eat grapes."

Han Zhan was stunned by Song Ci and laughed, because he felt that Song Ci made a lot of sense.

At 9:8:40 minutes in the evening, they returned to Wangdongcheng.

Long Yu's car was stuck on the road, and Song Ci and Han Zhan sat in the waiting room and waited.

Song Ci never went to the toilet on the plane. As soon as he arrived in the waiting room, Song Ci gave the things to Han Zhan and ran into the toilet.

This bathroom shared a washbasin for men and women. When Song Ci was bent over to wash his hands, he heard an accent from the southern city of Suzhou with a female voice, saying this softly.

To the effect: "I'll go to Yan Yan first, and I'll be looking for you tomorrow morning."

"You're bad."

"I see, it won't be past nine o'clock."

Hearing the phrase ‘you’re bad’, Song Porcelain’s bones are almost crisp.

Such a charming woman.

Song Ci looked up curiously at the woman who answered the phone. She was curious as to what kind of amorous women can say the word ‘you’re bad’ so soft.

As soon as he looked up, Song Ci saw the profile of a gentle woman.

The woman was standing two meters away from Song Porcelain, wearing a dark purple luxurious coat with real fox fur on the neckline, and the fox's head could be seen on it.

The fox's eyes were replaced with gems, making them look strange and beautiful.

The clothes are beautiful and luxurious, but the production process is extremely **** and cruel.

The woman curled her hair and fixed her hair with a black white hosta. The neck exposed under the hair was very white. She should be a beautiful woman in her forties, but because she is well maintained and exquisitely dressed, she looks full of charm.

Beautiful women of this age are very attractive. They are a thoroughly mature peach, and they are completely absorbed by the smell.

Song Ci glanced at the woman's face twice, somehow familiar.

The woman left first, and Song Ci followed her out of the toilet. Back in the waiting room, Song Ci forgot the episode just now. Han Zhan took her hand and said, "Long Yu's car has arrived."

"it is good."

Song Ci and Han Zhan walked out of the airport hand in hand and met Long Yu.

Long Yu opened the car door for Han Zhan, Han Zhan let Song Ci get in the car first, and he followed. Sitting in the car, Song Ci glanced outside inadvertently and saw the woman just now.

The woman got into a Bentley, and the Bentley drove into the traffic and left.

Song Ci suddenly said, "HY001, is it Huanyan's license plate number?"

Su Huanyan seldom drove by herself, and most of the time she had a driver to pick her up. But after the marriage, Cheng Yanmo gave her a Bentley with the license plate number 001. At that time, Su Huanyan still posted pictures in Moments.

Song Ci was thinking about it while browsing the circle of friends.

Han Zhan said: "Yes, this license plate number was photographed by Cheng Yanmo."

Han Zhan was also there when Cheng Yanmo took the license plate. At that time, because Song Ci was about to be produced, Han Zhan planned to buy another RV for the family to go out and play. He bought the license plate number on the same day as Cheng Yanmo, so he was very impressed with Su Huanyan's license plate number.

HY001, Huanyan 001, is the meaning of this.

Seeing Han Zhan's certainty, Song Ci simply searched for Moments. She pointed to the car in front and said, "I saw Huanyan's car just now."

"Really?" When Han Zhan wanted to see, he couldn't even see the bottom of the car.

"Let me ask." Song Ci dialed a voice to Su Huanyan.

Su Huanyan's child just fell asleep, and it happened that Cecilio and Cheng Yanmo's friends of Huanxi were also out. The house is rarely quiet, so Su Huanyan stayed in the study to make sketches.

Su Huanyan University studied fashion design. When she was in Italy, her work was also shown in local fashion conferences.

Su Huanyan has some business abilities, but after being abandoned for a few years, picking it up again will make many detours.

Su Huanyan has many weird concepts in her mind. She tries to draw them and find inspiration from them. The phone was placed under the desk lamp, and when the phone rang, Su Huanyan finished the last few strokes before answering the voice call.

"Song Song."

Su Huanyan dropped the pen and sat on the computer chair, manipulating the universal wheel under the chair, spinning around in the studio.

Song Ci asked: "Are you at the airport just now?"

"Me? No, I'm at home."

"I was wrong?" Song Ci told Su Huanyan, "I saw your car just now. Is HY001 your license plate number?"

"That's my car." Su Huanyan explained: "My mother is going to see me. I just arrived at the airport tonight and Yanmo couldn't leave because of something. I asked the driver to drive my car to pick her up."

"What's wrong? Did you see my car? My mother should be here by this time."

"I might have seen your mother." Song Ci told Su Huanyan about the dress and features of the woman she had remembered. Su Huanyan said with a smile, "That's my mother."

Song Ci and Su Huanyan have known each other for two years and have never met her mother. It is normal not to know each other. But as far as Song Ci knew, Su Huanyan should be a child who grew up in a single family.

Fearing that he had remembered it wrong, Song Ci asked cautiously, "Huanyan, I remember you said that when you were only five or six years old, your father passed away, right?"

"Well, our three siblings were brought up by my mother alone."

Su Huanyan has an older brother, Su Anzhi, and a younger brother, Su Anwen, who is six years younger than her. When his father died, Su's mother had just been pregnant with Su Anwen.

Hearing this, Song Ci gradually frowned.

In the toilet before, she heard Mama Su's voice on the phone, and she was obviously flirting with someone. Su Huanyan had no father for a long time. Could it be that Su Huanyan's mother found a boyfriend outside?

But it's normal. It is not easy for Su's mother to raise several children alone. Now that the children are all grown up, it is understandable that she wants her own emotional life.

"Huanyan, has your mother been looking for a boyfriend recently?" There was an instinct to tell Song Ci that she should tell Su Huanyan what she knew.

Su Huanyan raised her eyebrows, "I don't know." Song Ci would not ask such a question for no reason. She must have found something when she mentioned it.

Su Huanyan asked Song Ci: "Song Song, did you see anything?" Reminiscing that she called to ask her license plate number and asked her father about it, Su Huanyan immediately guessed the problem, "Could it be that I Is there another man next to mom?"

Listening to Su Huanyan's tone, it is obvious that she also hopes that her mother can find the second spring.

Song Ci was relieved, and then told Su Huanyan: "I didn't see it, but I was in the bathroom before and I ran into your mother on the phone and said that I was going to the hotel to meet someone tomorrow morning. Well, in that tone, we've all been together. If you are married, you know you are talking to a man."

Su Huanyan was a little pleased, "Really?"

"Well, I don't know if I confessed to the wrong person. Anyway, the lady I saw, she was wearing a dark purple fox fur coat, her hair was pulled, and a black wood hosta was pinned to her head."

"Wait later, I will take a good look at my mother's dress." After hanging up the phone, Su Huanyan thought to herself: If the person Song Song said is really her mother, then she must follow her mother to see her son tomorrow morning. What does it look like in the second spring!

It was not easy for her mother to raise their three siblings alone. Su Huanyan has always hoped that her mother can find a man she likes to start her second spring, but her mother always refuses, saying that she can't forget their father.

If the mother is really in love, then no matter whether the other person is ugly or handsome, rich or poor, as long as the other person's character is okay, and the three views are correct, Su Huanyan will bless them!

Su Huanyan arranged her notebook and went downstairs.

Seeing Su Huanyan coming downstairs, the helper asked her, "Madam, is your mother coming?"

"I will be there in about forty minutes. Mother hasn't eaten yet, so please fry some dishes."

"This is all we should do, it's not troublesome."

The cook hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook, and Su Huanyan also went into the kitchen, cutting the fruit into plates and arranging them into delicate flower plates. She covered a layer of plastic wrap on the surface of the fruit, and as soon as she brought it to the table, Cheng Yanmo and Cecilio returned together.

These two weird flowers went out to play basketball after dinner today.

Obviously they are two people who look at each other and hate each other, but they can always play together. They all love sports, and they are all competitive. Su Huanyan felt that perhaps the two of them were more suitable together.

But Su Huanyan didn't dare to say this, saying that he would be beaten by both sides.

Cheng Yanmo went to wash his hands. Cecilio saw the fruit bowl on the table. He took advantage of Cheng Yanmo to go to the bathroom to wash his hands. He hurried into the kitchen and huddled with the cook and Su Huanyan.

Cecilio washed his hands in the sink, and without drying his hands, he ran to the restaurant to drop the fruit bowl.

Cecilio came to the garden with the plate of fruit, as if afraid that Cheng Yanmo would **** the fruit, and ate the fruit in a few big mouthfuls.

He is getting more and more confused. He used to eat elegantly. He would never speak when he ate, and he would never use his hands if he could use a knife and fork.

But now?

In order to grab a plate of fruit with his rival, he actually fell to such a point!

Cecilio's cheeks were bulging, but his heart was sour.

When Cheng Yanmo finished washing his hands, he dried his hands and walked out. There was still his fruit on the table. At this time, Su Huanyan made a second plate of fruit, which was a plate of peeled kiwi.

Standing in the kitchen, Su Huanyan caught a glimpse of Cheng Yanmo's figure. She said, "Inkstone, help me carry the kiwi fruit."

Cheng Yanmo likes to eat kiwi fruit.

He walked into the kitchen, took the kiwi in both hands, and came to the garden with the kiwi. Cheng Yanmo and Cecilio stood under the street lamp, each holding a plate of fruits and eating them cleanly.

After Su Huanyan washed her hands, she washed away the water stains on her hands with a kitchen towel. She walked out of the kitchen and passed by the restaurant, feeling something was wrong.

Su Huanyan stopped, turned her head, and looked at the dining table.

Where's her fruit?

Su Huanyan shouted: "Inkstone! Leo!"

Outside the door, two men's answers sounded in unison: "In the garden!"

Su Huanyan ran over, wearing a pair of home shoes under her feet, cotton shoes with rabbit ears. When jogging, the two pairs of bunny ears kept shaking.

Su Huanyan came to the garden and saw Cheng Yanmo and Cecilio's swept fruit plate, a little angry. "Why did you eat them!"

Cecilio and Cheng Yanmo looked at each other, feeling strange to each other. Cheng Yanmo held the plate and asked cautiously, "Isn't this for us?"

Although Cecilio didn't speak, his expression was obviously the same as Cheng Yanmo.

Su Huanyan choked on her chest with a sigh of relief and could be mad to death.

She pointed to the plate and said, "It was prepared for my mother. My mother hasn't eaten anything in the afternoon. She loves kiwi and dragon fruit. I cut her well. She didn't even have time to look at it. , Was eaten by you two."

Cecilio panicked when he heard that this was the fruit for the mother-in-law. Without saying anything, he walked into the house with a plate, "I'll cut another plate."

Cheng Yanmo swallowed the half of the kiwi in his throat and said in a low voice, "I will peel the kiwi."

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There are a lot of things during this period. It is recommended that you come back at 12 o'clock noon every day and don't keep doing it.