After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 914 His body will collapse sooner or later
When he was about to say yes, Mu Ruo'an, who was opposite, had already sensed his intention, his smile disappeared, and he yelled at him, "Don't delete it."

Leng Yichen paused, looked up at her, "Why don't you delete such an ugly photo, is it true that my wife intends to ruin my fame for the rest of my life?"

"Who says ugly? It's down-to-earth. Don't pretend to understand if you don't understand it. Give me back the phone." Mu Ruo'an choked back and stretched out her hand towards him.

"No, for the sake of my worldly fame, I must delete it." The man's attitude is very firm, what are you kidding, if this little woman suddenly gets playful one day and really posts this photo on Weibo, he His fame was ruined in the hands of this little woman.

His embarrassment is minor, but his wife's embarrassment is major.

Mu Ruo'an glared at him sadly, and threatened without haste, "Leng Yichen, if you dare to delete this photo, you can find a woman outside to fix your stomach tonight, oh, no , every day in the future, you will solve the stomach below by yourself."

As soon as this killer trick is used, the man immediately surrenders and loses his temper. Go to hell with any famous name and image. The stomach below is the most important. In order not to masturbate in the future, I would rather wrong myself than never Offend my wife.

He obediently handed the phone back to her, and coaxed with a smiling face, "Don't delete it, don't delete it, don't be angry, wife, you keep the photos, and you can post them wherever you want."

Mu Ruoan: "."

This attitude is like the eighteen bends of a mountain road. Sure enough, men are animals that think with their lower body, even Leng Yichen, who has been abstinent for more than [-] years, is no exception.

After taking the phone and putting it in her pocket, she picked up the fork, "Eat, eat, there's so much nonsense."

She would never really post the photos on Weibo. Of course, such interesting photos can only be enjoyed by herself.

Leng Yichen hurriedly picked up the fork and started eating.

Eat quickly, fill the upper stomach and then fill the lower stomach.

His wife is so kind to him!

He was so moved that he agreed with him!
Because even if he wasn't moved, he still made a promise with his body.

Soon, the only sound left in Nuo Da's restaurant was the sound of eating instant noodles, which was only loud enough to be delicious.

Leng Yichen ate up a bucket of instant noodles, not even a drop of soup left, took out two pieces of paper, leaned against the back of the chair, and wiped the corners of his mouth contentedly.

Mu Ruo'an hadn't finished eating yet, seeing his satisfied expression, asked, "Is it delicious?"

The man nodded, and threw the wiped tissue in his hand into the trash can, "Well, the taste is not bad. I didn't expect it to be called junk food. It tastes so good. No wonder the sales are so good."

"It tastes good, but you can't eat too much, too much is harmful to your health." Mu Ruo'an's gaze deepened, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

Leng Yichen didn't notice her abnormality, and agreed, "Well, it's better to eat less of this kind of thing."

She closed her eyes, bit her lips and hesitated for a moment, then raised her eyes and stared at him cautiously, observing his reaction, and said hesitantly, "Honey, when I was buying instant noodles in the supermarket, I ran into Leng Yiheng."

Leng Yichen's heart trembled, but there was not much emotional change on the surface, he hummed lightly, with a lukewarm expression.

Mu Ruo'an saw that he didn't react and didn't know what he was thinking, wasn't he surprised?
Pursing her lips, a complex look flashed in her eyes, and she said cautiously, "I saw him buying a shopping cart of instant noodles, I suspect that he spent this period of time eating instant noodles every day. If this continues, his body will collapse sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)