Qin Muhan's deep voice was obviously unhappy:
"I came back to look for you for dinner and found you weren't there."
"Oh, I've already eaten outside, you don't have to wait for me." Mo Wushuang replied subconsciously.
Qin Muhan said disappointedly:
"But, I have asked people to prepare meals for two people."
Except for yesterday, they haven't eaten together for a long time.
To be more precise, he rarely had the opportunity to eat with Mo Wushuang.
Mo Wushuang: "Uh...if you can't finish it, put it in the refrigerator and save it for dinner!"
Qin Muhan's voice became even more disappointed:
"I have to attend a business dinner tonight, so I can't have dinner with you."
"That can't be helped, don't you have to work?" Mo Wushuang replied while eating Coke chicken wings.
"Don't husbands and wives eat and sleep together every day?" Qin Muhan couldn't help but remind him when he saw that Mo Wushuang didn't wait for his hint.
Hearing this, Mo Wushuang picked up a tissue and wiped his fingers:
"I understand what you mean."
Qin Muhan: "Very good, when do you plan to come back?"
Mo Wushuang was surprised: "I didn't say I wanted to go back!"
Qin Muhan frowned and answered directly: "Where are you? I'll pick you up."
Mo Wushuang: "Don't bother me. I'll take a taxi back after dinner."
Qin Muhan: "..."
Fine! He finally saw that his heartless little wife had no intention of coming back to have dinner with him.
When Mo Wushuang heard that Qin Muhan didn't reply, he said directly: "Since you have nothing to say, I'll hang up the phone first and say goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, she stood up and smiled apologetically at Huang Qiuxiang:
"Sorry, there's something urgent at home. I have to go back first."
My husband is too clingy and there is nothing I can do!
"It doesn't matter, go and get busy!" Huang Qiuxiang waved her hand quickly.
Mo Wushuang asked the waiter to pay for the meal and quickly left the restaurant.
…
After Qin Muhan saw the call was hung up, he looked at the sumptuous dishes prepared by the chef on the dining table, his beautiful eyes filled with disappointment.
He picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites without any appetite, then stood up and prepared to go back to the company to continue working.
As soon as he walked to the door, Mo Wushuang suddenly ran in and threw himself into his arms:
"Brother Han, I'm here to eat with you!"
Qin Muhan was suddenly hugged by the visitor. He subconsciously hugged the visitor's slender and boneless waist, and then asked:
"Didn't you say you wouldn't come back for dinner?"
Mo Wushuang smiled and looked up at Qin Muhan, and said jokingly:
"I can't help it, my husband is too clingy. I'm afraid my husband will cry if I don't come back."
When Qin Muhan heard Mo Wushuang's words, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his handsome face, and he immediately took Mo Wushuang's hand and walked to the restaurant.
He calmly defended himself and said:
"Today the chef is cooking all your favorite dishes. I'm afraid it would be a pity for you to miss them."
Mo Wushuang followed Qin Muhan into the restaurant. When he saw the sumptuous dishes on the table, he subconsciously pulled up a chair and sat down to eat.
Qin Muhan suddenly pulled Mo Wushuang and sat on the chair together.
However, he sat on the chair and Mo Wushuang sat on Qin Muhan's long legs.
Mo Wushuang couldn't help but blush when he saw this, and protested delicately:
"You don't still want to feed me, do you?"
"Can't you?" Qin Muhan skillfully picked up the chopsticks and fed Mo Wushuang.
He enjoyed taking care of Mo Wushuang very much.
Three black lines fell off Mo Wushuang's beautiful forehead. After angrily taking a bite of shrimp, he protested:
"I'm not a child anymore. If you keep feeding me, won't I regress to the point where I can't even eat?"
"It doesn't matter, no matter what you become, I will always pamper you." Qin Muhan lowered his head and kissed Mo Wushuang's ear, his voice low and gentle.
Mo Wushuang: "..."
Blushing, she picked up the chopsticks and turned them over to feed Qin Muhan:
"Since you like to take care of me so much, I can't treat you badly."
"Come on! Let's eat together."
Qin Muhan not only likes to take care of Mo Wushuang, but also likes the feeling of being taken care of by Mo Wushuang.
He accepted Mo Wushuang's feeding obediently and did not forget to feed Mo Wushuang meticulously.
After a while, more than half of the sumptuous dishes were gone.
Mo Wushuang quickly put down his chopsticks, put Qin Muhan's big hand on his bulging belly and said:
"I'm full, I'm really full."
So stop feeding it, okay?
Qin Muhan understood Mo Wushuang's subtext, chuckled and nodded: "Okay, but I'm not full yet."
Mo Wushuang quickly picked up a piece of steamed turbot with chopsticks and brought it to Qin Muhan: "Then I'll feed you, and you continue to eat."
Qin Muhan's phoenix eyes darkened, and his slender jade-like hands put down the chopsticks in Mo Wu's hands:
"This is not what I want to eat."
"What's that?" Mo Wushuang looked around the table subconsciously: "Sweet and sour short ribs, Peking duck, chicken stewed with mushrooms..."
Before Mo Wushuang could finish naming the dishes, Qin Muhan suddenly blocked his red lips domineeringly.
She blinked her beautiful watery eyes in surprise and looked at the enlarged evil handsome face in front of her.
Could it be what she thought?
Qin Muhan looked at the delicate eyelashes of his little wife in his arms that were trembling like butterfly wings, and the little fire in his heart suddenly "soared" and ignited into a fiery flame.
He stood up directly, held Mo Wushuang with one arm, kissed her tenderly and lovingly, and strode upstairs to the master bedroom.
The lingering kiss made Mo Wushuang go from being surprised at first to being confused.
When she came to her senses, she was already lying on their wedding bed.
Qin Muhan's handsome and enchanting face was full of interest, as if opening a gift, and he carefully took off her coat...
Mo Wushuang pulled the quilt with his backhand and quickly wrapped himself in the quilt like a silkworm baby, leaving only his head exposed.
Qin Muhan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this: "What are you doing?"
Mo Wushuang blinked at Qin Muhan with an innocent face:
"Brother Han, I'm sleepy and want to take a nap."
"Go to work in the company quickly!"
"You're sleepy, then let me sleep with you!" Qin Muhan's big knuckled hands gently pulled Mo Wushuang's quilt.
"How is work as important as you?"
Mo Wushuang: "..."
While she was dazed, the quilt on her body was snatched away by Qin Muhan.
With his head burning, he suddenly threw himself on Qin Muhan and took off Qin Muhan's coat in one go.
"What are you doing?" Qin Muhan looked at Mo Wushuang in surprise. '
Mo Wushuang looked at Qin Muhan's good figure seriously:
"Didn't you say you wanted to sleep with me? Then you must sleep with me from now on until you wake up naturally."
Immediately, she glanced at Qin Muhan's eight-pack abs with a smile, and then rested her head on Qin Muhan's arm:
"Okay, let's sleep together!"
After saying that, he turned around, treating Qin Muhan as a large doll, and put his calves on Qin Muhan's thin and powerful waist.
Qin Muhan looked at the white and straight calves with deep and dark eyes, and said in Mo Wushuang's ear with a half-smile but not a smile:
"Honey, be careful of playing with fire and burning yourself."
Mo Wu's ears turned red and he yawned quickly: "Oh! I'm so sleepy. I can't hear anything. Good afternoon."
The quilt was suddenly pulled away by Qin Muhan just now, and she felt unconvinced.
Why can Qin Muhan see her figure but she can't see Qin Muhan's?
It's not fair at all, that's why she took off Qin Muhan's coat...
Qin Muhan chuckled and looked at his little wife who was pretending to sleep in his arms. He raised Mo Wushuang's delicate chin with his slender jade hand, and his eyes fell darkly on the lingering lips:
"It doesn't matter, you sleep in yours and I play with mine."
As soon as he finished speaking, his thin and charming lips immediately attacked his target, wantonly and tenderly.
