Contract CEO: Peeping at his cute wife and being attacked

The man glanced at her with his brows and eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He didn't mean to tease her on purpose, it's just that the patient had to chew and swallow food carefully in order to digest it well.

It was not the first time he had dinner with this woman, and he didn't ask her to guarantee any ladylike demeanor, at least not as if she was released from a cell, not to mention embarrassment, her stomach hurts when she turned around, and her wound healed slowly.

"Can I eat it?" A certain woman almost begged, watching his hand movements pitifully.

The man ignored her, finished the chicken legs, and then opened an insulated box, which contained fragrant preserved egg and lean meat porridge. An Xiaoyi didn't dare to touch it, but just put his nose in front of him, trying to inhale the aroma, as if he was afraid that he would lose his breath. The aroma in the porridge also seems to be wasted.

"Not to your liking?" Mo Shi said suddenly.

An Xiaoyi stared at him, blinking her big eyes, as if to say, which eye of yours is looking at me and saying "I don't like it"?

The stomach in her stomach almost ran out, okay?

"Don't eat it!" The man was holding the porridge, making a gesture to throw it away.

"I'll eat! I'll eat!" An Xiaoyi's food-protecting nature was revealed again, and she hurried to grab the porridge, but without paying attention, she pulled the wound again, and she grinned in pain again.

"Sit back!" Mo Shi scolded, this woman is really worrying.

An Xiaoyi is now... under the food, and has to bow her head... "Oh..." She sat down obediently, like a child in kindergarten, waiting for Teacher Mo to hand out fructose.

Only then did the man let go of his gripping heart, took out the spoon, unpacked it for her, and handed it to her.

An Xiaoyi glanced at the man carefully, then took the spoon obediently, lowered her head, and glanced at the man carefully again, the expression was identified, normal, expressionless...

Only then did she start to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, regardless of whether the porridge was hot or not, she blew on it pretendingly, and then swallowed it in small mouthfuls.

Seeing her pretending, Mo Shi sighed in his heart, she is really not suitable for a famous lady, she is still the kind of big mouthful, delicious food, very cute, very appetizing.

Not only food has appetite, people also have appetite...

Especially her small mouth, so red that it makes people want to swallow her too.

When she eats, the corners of her mouth will rise when she eats something she likes, and her mouth will deflate when she doesn't like it. Just like her people, she likes to hang on her face whether she likes it or not fabrications.

After eating for a while, An Xiaoyi suddenly felt a chill on the top of her head. When she looked up, she saw the man looking straight at her.

She tried her best to swallow the food in her mouth, and dared not drink the porridge she was scooping up, "What are you doing?"

she asked warily.

This guy won't make any trouble again, will he?

Or is it because she almost ate up the chicken drumsticks?

The eyeballs rolled and turned, and my heart was full of uneasiness... I felt that my whole body was growing hairy.

"This porridge is delicious. The preserved eggs are not fishy, ​​and the minced meat is very strong, especially the shallots in it, not too much, not too little. It has an endless aftertaste in your mouth..."

"Really?" The man suddenly said, interrupting her rambling.

An Xiaoyi was actually looking for something to say on purpose, and when he heard him speak, he quickly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and she saw that thin crimson lips biting the porridge in her hand. When the man straightened up again, the spoon had become shiny, and there was no grain of rice left.

An Xiaoyi was horrified...Ahhh...just now he actually drank the spoon she used?

"It's really delicious!" The man praised.

An Xiaoyi trembled, feeling that the hand holding the spoon was completely limp, "You you...you drink me with my spoon?"