Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 805 Childish Zhan Mochen
An Yan didn't want to eat it.

But because everyone at the table was looking at them eagerly, An Yan could only open her mouth against her will and eat the shrimp from Zhan Mochen's hand.

"Oye!"

The three children only saw that the relationship between mom and dad seemed to be better than before. They all covered their mouths and snickered, and their big eyes narrowed into a thin line with laughter.

The corners of Zhan Mochen's lips instantly rose, feeling secretly happy in his heart.

If his wife gives him face, it means that she has really forgiven him, and there is hope that the family status can be restored tonight.

Bai Shao was even more happy, thinking that with this, there would be no problem between Sister An and her brother-in-law.

Only Song Jing curled his lips imperceptibly, unable to bear to look directly.

Isn't it just a show of affection? Who wouldn't?
Without hesitation, he peeled two more shrimps and put them into Bai Shao's mouth: "Honey, eat the shrimps."

Bai Shao didn't hesitate at all, ate it sweetly, and kissed Song Jing again. The two looked at each other and smiled, with thousands of affections in their eyes.

The three little ones looked left and right and decisively took action to pick up the prawns.

Daddy is feeding mommy, and my uncle is feeding my aunt. If they don’t take action, they won’t have anything to eat!

It was the first time for Bai Shao and An Yan to see the three little ones panicking while eating. They were so amused that they kept laughing. The atmosphere at the dinner table was very good.

Zhan Mochen silently took care of An Yan's meal, feeling more and more at ease and happy in his heart, as if he was floating on the clouds.

This wonderful feeling of dizziness lasted until after the meal, Bai Shao and Song Jing said goodbye and left.

The three little ones were doing their own things, while An Yan went back to the bedroom early.

Zhan Mochen guessed that An Yan was almost finished washing up, so he quickly washed himself up in the bathroom of the guest room, sprayed on men's perfume, and went upstairs with confidence.

Yan Yan didn't chase him away last night. If he works harder tonight, it won't be a problem to regain control of the bedroom.

In order to show his determination to stabilize his family status, Zhan Mochen also hugged the pillow that was thrown out with him.

This pillow has witnessed his downfall, and now it will naturally also bear witness to his triumph.

Zhan Mochen was so proud that he held the pillow in one hand and opened the door of the master bedroom with the other.

For a moment, it didn't unscrew.

Twice, still not unscrewed.

Zhan Mochen didn't believe in evil, so he used some force to realize that the door was locked again!

Zhan Mochen's handsome face fell instantly. Why did he sleep in the master bedroom last night and was locked out again tonight?
There's no reason for this to happen!

Zhan Mochen was very depressed. He raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, then pressed his hand against the door panel and lowered his voice.

"Honey, can you please open the door? Tell me what I did wrong and I will reflect on it..."

Zhan Mochen pleads and admits his mistake in a good voice, although he has no idea where he went wrong.

But it was quiet in the bedroom, no movement at all.

Could it be that his voice was too quiet and Yan Yan didn't hear it?

But he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

If he disturbed the three little ones and the servants, his majesty as the head of the family would be gone.

Zhan Mochen gritted his teeth and could only continue to beg for mercy in a low voice: "Yanyan, wife, my dear, let me in first. If you see where I went wrong, just do it. I will never hit or scold you back..."

In the bedroom, An Yan listened to Zhan Mochen's bitter laughter, which was funny and angry.

In fact, she was not angry with him for a long time. She originally thought that she would just keep him cold for two more days, but she didn't expect that he would compete with Song Jing at the dinner table to show off his affection. She was so childish that she couldn't even see it.

If he is not allowed to remember this time, he might do something even more embarrassing next time he meets Bai Shao and Song Jing.

Outside the door, Zhan Mochen said all his good things, but he didn't get any response. His whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, completely wilted.

It seems that Yan Yan is really angry this time, but what is she angry about?Or are you angry that he sent her flowers, chocolates, and letters of confession?

But wasn't she already angry a few days ago?
It was really a needle in the bottom of a woman's heart, and he couldn't find the right needle even though he was exhausted.Forget it, let's just go to the guest room and wait until Yan Yan's anger subsides in a few days.

Zhan Mochen hugged the pillow and turned around in dismay, ready to leave.

As soon as he turned around, the door behind him suddenly opened.

Zhan Mochen looked back, rushed over in surprise, and hugged An Yan: "Honey! Have you forgiven me, right? I'm sorry I was wrong, I will never do stupid things again..."

An Yan didn't push him away, but gave him a helpless look: "Oh, so you know you are stupid, so do you know where you went wrong?"

Zhan Mochen's arms stiffened and he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of answering wrongly.

If he really knew where he was wrong, he would have solved the problem long ago, so why suffer like this.

But he had to answer his wife's questions, otherwise he would be in trouble if he made her fall out again.

Zhan Mochen immediately reflected deeply in his heart and said tentatively: "I...am I wrong because I am not romantic enough? Then I will be more romantic next time..."

"stop!"

An Yan was almost pissed off by Zhan Mochen's straight-minded nature: "You are no longer allowed to go to the company to send me flowers or say those disgusting words in the future!"

"Are you so angry because of this?" Zhan Mochen couldn't figure it out and felt aggrieved: "But at lunch that day, you clearly said that Ye Huan sending flowers to Qin Shu was very romantic. I don't want you to envy others... "

An Yan was speechless: "When did I ever say that I envy others?"

"You were very happy when you said it. You kept laughing and your eyes were bright." Zhan Mochen spoke plausibly and went through all the small details of the day.

An Yan: ...

She didn't want to talk to this man at all. No matter how much she said, it was just like talking to a duck.

She raised her hand and pushed Zhan Mochen: "Get away! Yesterday I gave you a chance for the sake of my child. Today I shouldn't be soft-hearted and open the door for you!"

"I do not go!"

After finally holding his wife in his arms, Zhan Mochen refused to let go.

He lowered his head slightly, buried his head on the side of An Yan's neck, took a deep breath, and then felt completely at ease.

The little woman is still so fragrant and soft, so he doesn't want to be driven to the guest room again, unable to sleep alone.

In order to preserve this hard-won happiness, Zhan Mochen decided to make it clear to An Yan.

He hugged her tightly and humbly asked for advice: "Yan Yan, even if you want to sentence me to death, you have to make me understand and tell me what I did wrong, right?"

An Yan didn't answer and asked instead: "Then let me ask you, if a woman went to Zhanyi to give you flowers and read those disgusting words of love in public, how would you feel?"

"Does this need to be said? Just tell her to get out."

Zhan Mochen answered crisply and without hesitation.

He let go of An Yan slightly, stared closely into her black and white eyes, and solemnly promised: "Don't worry, Yan Yan. In this life, I will only accept flowers from you alone, and I will only listen to you." To be honest, I will not do such a thing to a second woman, and I will never allow a second woman to do such a thing to me."

After saying that, Zhan Mochen didn't wait for An Yan to reply. He lowered his head and kissed her red and moist lips hard.

Action is worse than heartbeat, this is his consistent principle of life.

An Yan was speechless by his unexpected kiss, and wanted to push him away angrily.

But her body was much more honest than her brain, and she was soon kissed by Zhan Mochen until her breath became unstable and her body became hot.

It took a lot of effort for An Yan to control herself from falling into Zhan Mochen's passion and push him away.

Zhan Mochen took two steps back, but then he clung to her relentlessly. His strong and hot breath made An Yan's heart beat red.

She pushed her hand on Zhan Mochen's chest with difficulty, and used her remaining reason to question him: "What if I am the one who sends you flowers?"

"In that exaggerated way, people around you are likely to feel low and may also laugh at you."

"Would you like it too?"

(End of this chapter)