Quick Transmigration: The author of level 10 sadomasochism bravely enters the sweet pet circle!

He gently raised his hand to support her arm, but his cold fingertips seemed to be burned by something and he quickly let go.

Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and typed a few words quickly.

【You can answer. 】

The light from the screen gently shone on Wen Yi's face, stretching her curled eyelashes a little longer. When she blinked, shadows could occasionally be seen under her eyelids.

She glanced at it calmly and couldn't help frowning.

You haven't spoken for so long, are you thinking about this question?

Does this question take so long to think about?

She couldn't figure it out, so she looked up into his eyes.

Just then, Qi Mo's eyes met hers, and she read his mind effortlessly.

[Aren’t you afraid of others knowing me? I was so reluctant when I agreed to marry you.]

Wen Yi was stunned. It turned out that he was worried about this. Was he afraid that she would feel embarrassed?

Honestly speaking, with this face and family background, he can beat up any man on the street, so how could he feel ashamed?

Wen Yi stared into his eyes for a long time, so long that Qi Mo finally felt a little uncomfortable and turned his face away.

I originally wanted to find a reason to quit my part-time job, and now the results seem to be pretty good.

Wen Yi withdrew his gaze, put his hands behind his back with a smile and walked into the house.

"Then I will wait for you every day from now on. Keep your word."

A light female voice floated past me, as if it was played in slow motion and lingered for a long time.

His straight back suddenly relaxed, and he turned around quietly, watching her jumping and greeting Aunt Zhang, then running upstairs happily.

The milky white slippers on her feet could hardly keep up with her steps and were almost left on a step.

This scene seems familiar.

Yes, this morning she had jumped down the stairs with inexplicable joy, and he couldn't even understand what was so happy about such childish behavior.

Or in other words, what is there to be happy about marrying him?

He lowered his eyes slightly, his feet unconsciously stepping on the places she had stepped on, trying to understand where her happiness came from.

It was not until he stood in front of her closed door that he suddenly realized that he had become so childish.

As soon as he took a step forward, the door in front of him opened from the inside out, and a head with soft black hair quietly poked out from the crack of the door.

She hooked her finger at him furtively, then looked downstairs, and finally stretched out her fist, deliberately asking him in suspense: "Guess what it is?"

Without a doubt, silence was obtained.

But she didn't feel disappointed. Instead, she squinted her eyes and smiled mysteriously, "We can't let Aunt Zhang find out, or she will report me."

He never had any desire to explore, so he had no interest in anything he could see in life, and sometimes even felt bored.

But at this moment, seeing that she had wrapped her five fingers, thinking that she had hidden it well, but in fact the words "Boiled Egg" had already been clearly revealed from between her fingers, he surprisingly wanted to hear her personally reveal this "secret" to him.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wen Yi leaned half of his body out again, extended his hand forward, suddenly his eyes widened, spread out his palms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was almost unable to be suppressed.

"Dangdang~"

Afraid of being overheard by Zhang's mother, she lowered her voice and smiled, "The Internet cafe owner gave me a midnight snack, a bowl of instant noodles and a boiled egg. I ate the instant noodles because I was hungry. This is for you~"

Qi Mo stared at the palm of her hand. The five half-exposed fingers were delicate, bright red, and looked very healthy.

His narrow eyes blinked slowly, neither smiling nor answering.

Wen quickly pulled his hand over, forced the boiled egg into his hand, and then winked at him secretly.

"I heard from Aunt Zhang that Grandpa doesn't allow you to eat snacks, but I think it would make you feel better if you try it occasionally. Besides, it tastes delicious. Once you try it, you will definitely fall in love with it."

She spoke in a firm tone, as if the braised egg in front of her was a ginseng fruit that no one could refuse.