Madam, it's time to coax the paranoid Lord Mo after he's blackened.

Chapter 94 Making Breakfast

"Ah Chen, you go take a bath." Wen Sui blushed and said nothing.

Mo Chen stared at the woman's shy appearance, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he went to the bathroom with a smile on his face.

But when Mo Chen came out of the bathroom again, the huge bedroom was already empty. The man frowned and his face turned cold.

When Wen Sui came back with the milk, the man was standing by the bed in black pajamas, wiping his hair.

When he saw Wen Sui appear, the man looked at her with deep and dark eyes.

The air is filled with the faint aroma of shower gel.

"Ah Chen, drink the milk before going to bed." He said and put the milk on the bedside table, then took the towel from the man's hand, patted the big soft bed, "Sit here."

The warm yellow light in the bedroom fell on the woman. Wen Sui had already removed her makeup. Under the reflection of the light, her fair and tender skin seemed to be covered with a hazy tulle.

Mo Chen was startled, and sat on the bed.

Wen Sui lowered his head and wiped the man's wet hair bit by bit, his movements were very gentle.

The man looked up at the woman's focused expression, and Wen Sui occasionally lowered his head. When his eyes met the woman's clear eyes, Mo Chen felt his heart burning hotter.

After drying his hair, Wen Sui did not forget to remind him: "Remember to drink milk."

After speaking, Wen Sui put away the towel, and just as she turned to leave, a big hand crossed her waist to stop her.

"Sui Sui, where are you going?" Mo Chen hugged the woman's slender waist with one hand.

"Go to the bathroom." Wen Sui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't worry, I won't run away."

"Yeah." The man hummed lightly, and let go of his hand, but his eyes were still tightly glued to Wen Sui.

Wen Sui simply took a hot bath, and after drying his hair, 10 minutes had passed.

When Wen Sui returned to the bedroom, the man was still in the same posture as before, facing the bathroom motionlessly.

Looking at the sip of untouched hot milk on the table beside him, Wen Sui sighed, "Ah Chen, why don't you drink milk?"

"I don't like it." Mo Chen glanced at the glass beside him, and quickly looked away.

"But milk is a sleep aid, and it's good for you."

"Anything, it's good to have you here." As for the others, in his opinion, they are completely useless.

"No, you must drink."

Finally, under Wen Sui's urging, the man finished drinking the milk, and then he fell asleep with his wife in his arms contentedly.

There was no dream all night, and the entire villa was an exceptionally quiet and peaceful scene.

A light rain fell suddenly in the middle of the night. Early the next morning, the sky was gray and the wet ground was covered with puddles of water.

Mo Chen in the bedroom was woken up by the sound of an alarm. The man on the big bed slowly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found that the woman sleeping in his arms had disappeared.

The man put on his slippers and went downstairs in his pajamas.

At the same time, Wen Sui was cooking porridge in the kitchen on the first floor.

In fact, she had already thought about it yesterday, to make breakfast by herself, and Ah Chen needed to eat lighter food, so after much deliberation, she decided to cook porridge.

She got up early in the morning to soak rice and cook porridge in a specially used casserole, which was cooked slowly over low heat.

"Ma'am, sir is going downstairs." Hearing Xiaoyue's reminder, Wen Sui asked Xiaoyue to look after the porridge, and she walked out of the kitchen with the egg pancakes she just made.

"Ah Chen, you're awake, wash up and get down to eat."

Mo Chen had just descended to the first floor when he heard this gentle and clear voice.

The man froze for a moment and looked towards the kitchen.

The girl stood outside the kitchen door, holding a plate in her hand, smiling brightly and brightly.

Looking at those smiling peach blossom eyes, Mo Chen felt as if his heartbeat had missed a few rows.

The man stared at the girl for a long time before humming in a low voice.

After Wen Sui finished speaking, he put the omelette on the dining table, and then went back to the kitchen.

The nourishing porridge she specially cooked needs to be strictly controlled.

Mo Chen stood at the stairs, staring at the direction of the kitchen without blinking. After a while, the man walked towards the kitchen.

When Xiaoyue saw Mo Chen appearing in the kitchen, she was startled.

When he was about to say hello, he was stopped by a man's gesture.

Mo Chen waved Xiaoyue out of the kitchen.

And Wen Sui, who was devoting himself to making porridge, didn't know what happened behind him.

The woman was wearing a beige long dress, and her jet-black hair was tied behind her head with a wooden hairpin.

At this moment, the woman opened the casserole, leaned slightly and lowered her head, and gently stirred the sticky rice porridge with a wooden spoon. In the dense morning light, the heat with the fragrance of rice permeated the woman's body.

A dark heat flashed across the bottom of the man's eyes, and his heart was like the waking magma, and the heat was even more intense.

After staring at the graceful figure for a long time, the man quietly walked behind the woman, raised his hand and gently wrapped his arms around the woman's slender waist.

A person suddenly appeared behind him, Wen Sui Leng was taken aback and almost screamed.

Wen Sui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming.

The man slowly folded his arms, his aura tall body was tightly pressed against the woman, he lowered his head slightly, and his chin rested on the woman's thin shoulder.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The man's deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears.

Such close proximity made Wen Sui blush a little.

She tried her best to keep calm, "I'm cooking porridge for you."

Wen Sui stirred the rice porridge lightly, and when he saw that it was about the same, he turned down the heat a bit.

"Ah Chen, I need a spoon." The man behind her hugged her tightly, making her unable to move.

"I'll get it." As he spoke, the man let go of Wen Sui, handed the spoon to Wen, and then clung to it tightly again.

"Ah Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"Sui Sui, I'm very happy." The man raised his brows slightly, and his black eyes were smiling.

Such a scene had appeared in his dreams many times, but every time he wanted to hug her, the dream would wake up.

This time, I can clearly feel the warm touch of the person in my arms, and the dream has finally come true.

Wen Sui took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, turned slightly, and handed it to the man's mouth.

"Ah Chen, try the porridge I made, it might be a little hot, blow on it."

The man raised his hand to hold the woman's wrist, and ate the porridge into his mouth with the woman's hand.

The rice porridge is very soft and glutinous, with a hint of fragrance, and a slight fragrance of green vegetables, the taste is just right.

"Delicious." The man nodded affirmatively, "Susu, this is the best porridge I've ever had."

When Wen Sui heard the words, he felt happy in his heart, a smile overflowed from his eyes, and he said in a joyful tone: "Ah Chen, as long as you like it."

Wen Sui took back the spoon, stirred the rice porridge a few times and then turned off the fire.

Mo Chen buried his head on the woman's shoulder, the tip of his nose brushed against the woman's delicate skin vaguely, and a faint scent of flowers lingered between his nostrils.

"Anything, it smells so good."

"Ah Chen, if you like it, in the future..."

Before Wen Sui finished speaking, the man's arms around her slender waist tightened a bit, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Sui Sui, you smell so good."

After understanding the meaning of the man's words, Wen Sui blushed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)