After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Chapter 19 You have to call me husband from now on
"don't want?"

Seeing Shi Moran staring at him with a dull expression, Feng Yichen's face was obviously displeased, although he was just doing a show for Yan Guanji and Aunt Guan, but he didn't have that much patience.

His patience has a limit, no matter who it is to!
"Yes, yes, yes! Of course."

When he regained his senses, Shi Moran quickly stretched out his greasy claws, and was about to take the plate from Feng Yichen's hand.

Seeing that Shi Moran's hands were covered with steak oil and seasonings, Feng Yichen immediately hated it.

Afraid that her hand would touch him.

In the next second, the plate that was in mid-air suddenly moved and landed firmly on the table.

Shi Moran: "???"

Is he eating for her, or not for her?

Or, walk her like walking a dog?

"Take it yourself."

Withdrawing his hand, Feng Yichen picked up the pasta at the side and ate it gracefully.

Shi Moran pouted, not knowing what was going on in Feng Yichen's head.

Holding the edge of the plate with her hand, she brought it directly in front of her, fearing that Feng Yichen would regret it a second later and ask for the beef back.

After all, based on her intuition towards Feng Yichen, she personally felt that Feng Yichen was an old man with a dark belly, and he must have a lot of eyes! ! !

"I didn't expect you to be small, but you have a big appetite."

When Feng Yichen finished eating the Italian and was wiping his mouth with a paper towel, he saw that Shi Moran actually went to pick up the pasta at the side, and ate it like he was not full, which really surprised him .

After all, Shi Moran ate the two plates of steak until there was no scrap left.

The average woman, most of them, can't even finish one plate, let alone two.

"My mother said that being able to eat is also a blessing."

After Shi Moran took a mouthful of spaghetti, he raised his head and smiled at Feng Yichen.

Feng Yichen: "..."

Seeing Shi Moran grinning with oil stains all over his mouth and smirking at her with food in his mouth, he was speechless for a moment, and three black lines appeared on his forehead instantly.

What a woman who doesn't care about her image at all! ! !

When he got up, he left the restaurant without looking at her.

With her head down, Shi Moran smiled slyly, she did it on purpose.

If she had a chance to play tricks on him, how could she let it go.

"Ma'am, are you full?"

Seeing that a plate of spaghetti was about to be eaten up by Shi Moran again, Aunt Guan asked with concern.

My wife is 20 years old now, and when she is still growing, eating more will not have any effect.

"Eat, I'm full. But, I still want a glass of strawberry juice."

Shi Moran put down his chopsticks, and looked at Aunt Guan while blinking those big, expectant eyes that shone brightly.

That pair of deer-like pure eyes is simply undeniable.

Aunt Guan quickly responded with a smile, "Okay, okay, I'll go and pour you a glass of strawberry juice."

After waiting for Aunt Guan to wipe her mouth and hands spotless, Shi Moran walked briskly out of the restaurant with strawberry juice in her hand.

Originally, she thought that Feng Yichen would be in the living room, but she didn't know that there was no sign of him in the huge living room.

Could it be that he left?
It's good to go, and she doesn't have to think that she has to cheer up to deal with him.

Withdrawing her gaze, she walked upstairs in a good mood.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a slender figure from behind, which scared her so much that she almost didn't hold the strawberry juice in her hand.

Seal, seal dust?
Why is he here!
How could he be in her room?
"Well, did you go to the wrong room?"

she asked tentatively.

that?

Is Shi Moran asking him?
Hearing the voice behind him that was as thin as a newborn kitten, Feng Yichen resolutely turned around towards the door, holding a glass of pink juice in his hand and a pink straw in his mouth Shi Moran looked at it.

"Do you know my name?"

he asked.

"I know, grandma said, call it, call it Feng, Feng Yichen."

Shi Moran moved the straw to the corner of his mouth, and said seriously.

Now that you know his name, what do you still use to call him?
Displeasure was written all over Feng Yichen's face.

But for the sake of her being a fool, it's not good to argue too much with her.

"From now on, you have to call me, husband!"

Looking at Aunt Guan who appeared at the door, Feng Yichen said lightly.

Husband?

Shi Moran's hand holding the cup tightened again and again, was it so sudden?
She was asked to sign the divorce agreement during the day, but she was asked to call him husband at night?

Shouldn't it be, ex-husband?
Seeing Shi Moran's delayed response, Feng Yichen added casually, "Got it?"

"Oh fine."

Shi Moran nodded, then bit the straw, and took a sip of the juice to suppress the shock.

"Ahem, Lord Feng, here are the daily necessities for you."

Behind Shi Moran, Aunt Guan was full of relief. Apart from being not very smart, Madam is actually a very nice person.

It was what they expected that Lord Feng and his wife could get back together again.

After all, no matter how fragrant the wild flowers outside are, they are just wild flowers!
"Well, come in."

After Feng Yichen said that, he turned his back to the two of them.

Shi Moran: "???"

Come in?

The meaning of coming in is that he asked Aunt Guan to put all the daily necessities he needs with her?
No, won't it?
(End of this chapter)