After the divorce, Mr. Lu was addicted to clinging to her

Lu Wenfeng smiled nicely, Lin Mo took a deep breath and said, "Lu Wenfeng, I suddenly want to hug you."

Lu Wenfeng became suspicious of Lin Mo's sudden acting like a baby.

On weekdays, if she gets close to her by herself, she will die unwillingly, and she always dislikes him terribly.

What's going on today?She actually offered to hug him.

"Seventeen." Looking down at Lin Mo with a spatula in his right hand, Lu Wenfeng looked down at himself and saw that he was wearing an apron. He didn't take the initiative to hug Lin Mo as before.

In front of him, Lin Mo saw that he had spoken and Lu Wenfeng didn't respond. Seeing that he had a smile on his lips and didn't intend to hug her, Lin Mo looked at him solemnly, stretched his arms and hugged him actively .

Looking at Lin Mo in his arms, the smile on the corner of Lu Wenfeng's mouth instantly became more obvious.

For a moment, it felt like Lin Mo, who was clingy to him and liked him before, had returned.

With the spatula in his right hand and Lin Mo's waist in his left, Lu Wenfeng leaned over and kissed her.

It wasn't until the two were out of breath that Lu Wenfeng stopped his kiss.

Afterwards, seeing Lin Mo clinging to him like a clingy spirit, Lu Wenfeng couldn't help but cry.

Looking down at Lin Mo, Lu Wenfeng reminded: "Seventeen, if you keep holding me, the beef will be stewed."

Hearing Lu Wenfeng's words, instead of letting go of Lu Wenfeng, Lin Mo hugged him even tighter.

With her back tightly strangled, Lu Wenfeng's heart was as sweet as eating honey, but he still persuaded her: "Okay, go to the living room and stay first, otherwise it will affect my performance."

Looking up at the beef in Lu Wenfeng's pot, seeing that he wanted to show in front of him, Lin Mo reluctantly let him go, and then went back to the bedroom to take a shower and change clothes.

After a while, when she dried her hair, changed her clothes and returned to the living room, she saw Lu Wenfeng still busy in the kitchen.

With this posture, he seemed to want to make a full banquet for her.

Holding the fruit plate in his arms, he stuffed fruit into his mouth one after another. Lin Mo didn't watch the variety show on TV at all, but kept looking at Lu Wenfeng in the kitchen.

Seeing that he is proficient in cooking now, Lin Mo couldn't help chuckling.

No one could have imagined Lu Wenfeng like this!

It wasn't until five o'clock in the evening that the sound of pots and shovels finally stopped in the kitchen. Lu Wenfeng turned around, looked at the living room and ordered, "Seventeen, set the dishes and chopsticks."

"Okay." Following Lu Wenfeng's instructions, Lin Mo put down the fruit plate in his hand, and immediately walked to the kitchen.

When Lin Mo set the table and chopsticks for the two of them, Lu Wenfeng also brought up all the dishes, such as tomato beef brisket, dry pot shrimp, lotus root soup, and steamed sea bass, etc., all of which Lin Mo usually likes to eat.

Smelling the aroma of the food in front of him, Lin Mo was so greedy that his mouth was watering.

So he joked, "Boss Lu, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Occasionally, Lu Wenfeng's cooking skills are getting better and better every time, so Lin Mo's appetite is getting better and better. Recently, her appetite has been getting bigger and bigger.

Lin Mo's compliment, Lu Wenfeng pinched her chin, leaned over and kissed her: "Yeah! Eat well and exercise at night."

Normally, when Lin Mo heard Lu Wenfeng teasing like this, he would definitely push him away and call him a hooligan.

Now listening to Lu Wenfeng's teasing, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay!"

Lin Mo said hello!Lu Wenfeng held his breath, held her face in his hands, and kissed her lips again.

Frowning slightly, Lin Mo put his hands on his waist and pushed him back: "Eat first!"

With Lin Mo's charming ending, Lu Wenfeng's body softened, and he kissed her again before letting her eat.

At the dining table, the two were chatting and laughing. Lin Mo commented on Lu Wenfeng's cooking, and all of them were praises. He wished to praise Lu Wenfeng to the sky, saying that he could be a Michelin chef.

Every time Lin Mo praised him, Lu Wenfeng would put some vegetables in her bowl, and Lin Mo was not polite, and ate them all to save face.

Seeing Lin Mo's good appetite, Lu Wenfeng said calmly, "Seventeen, you have a good appetite recently."

Before Lin Mo could speak, Lu Wenfeng said, "If you like it, I'll spend more time doing it for you in the future."

Lu Wenfeng was calm and relaxed, and Lin Mo subconsciously remembered his lunch with Gu Zhizhou, so he smiled and said to Lu Wenfeng, "Okay!"

The setting sun outside had just half set from the building in front, and the remaining half of the setting sun was red and round, and the warmth and luminosity emitted by it seemed to be telling the calmness and beauty of life.

The gentle sunlight shines on the dining table through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant, making their home more warm and poetic.

Lin Mo always had a smiling face, and Lu Wenfeng's eyes never left her face.

Her cheerfulness, her smile, and her smiling eyebrows, Lu Wenfeng felt that everything else was not that important, and the marriage certificate was not that important.

The most important thing is that the two of them have each other in their hearts, and they will be very happy together.

While eating, he chatted with him about the things in the hospital and the naughty baby in Qin Shan's stomach, Lin Mo's eyebrows were beaming.

Lu Wenfeng just looked at her quietly, with a smile on his lips, even though the things she said had nothing to do with their lives, Lu Wenfeng still listened with gusto.

Getting married and living a life is not just having someone to eat with you, someone willing to talk nonsense with you, and willing to listen to you talk nonsense.

When Lin Mo was envious of the baby in Qin Shan's womb, Lu Wenfeng leaned over and kissed her on the lips: "Seventeen, we will have children."

Lu Wenfeng's comfort, Lin Mo explained: "I'm just sighing. When I was pregnant with King's Landing, I was busy with work, study and life. I didn't have a good experience of King's Landing in my stomach."

"I didn't talk to Junlin much at that time, and I didn't give him good prenatal education."

Speaking of this, Lin Mo suddenly said with a little loss: "Maybe it is because of this that Junlin has autism and does not speak."

After learning that Junlin was her child, Lin Mo felt that most of his autism was related to his mood and prenatal education.

It's just that this was the first time he had a heart-to-heart talk with Lu Wenfeng, the first time he talked about these things with Lu Wenfeng.

Lin Mo's self-blame, Lu Wenfeng raised his right hand, pinched the back of her neck lightly, relaxed her emotions and said, "Seventeen, Junlin's autism has nothing to do with you, it's because I didn't take him well."

"What's more, Junlin is now willing to speak, and he can speak more and more words. These are all thanks to Seventeen."