The hot little genius doctor: the national teacher burst into favor with his wife

Chapter 978
"Yuan..." Zi Meng raised her hand, hooked Di Yuanmo's neck with a smile, pulled him towards her, and kissed his lips. Zi Meng's smooth skin made Di Yuanmo couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out Pull off Zimeng's clothes.

"Zi'er." Di Yuanmo looked at Zi Meng's face with nostalgia, and Zi Meng's little face looked back at him with a reddish face.

"I love you!" Di Yuanmo's voice was full of charm.

"I love you too." Zi Meng looked at Di Yuanmo with a smile, Di Yuanmo leaned over and hugged Zi Meng's body, and kissed Zi Meng affectionately on her lips.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would love Zimeng all his life and never let anyone hurt her.

Zi Meng naturally knew about Di Yuanmo's feelings for Zi Meng a long time ago, so Zi Meng only responded to Di Yuanmo's desire.

After the ups and downs, Di Yuanmo's desire was finally satisfied.

"Sleep for a while?" Di Yuanmo looked at Zi Meng who was exhausted by him.

"En." Zimeng turned over in a daze, and closed her eyes. Di Yuanmo hugged her from behind, kissed her shoulder, and closed her eyes.

The next day, Zimeng opened his eyes, and Di Yuanmo's gentle eyes greeted him. He supported his head with one hand, gently stroked the hair on Zimeng's face with the other, and looked at Zimeng very intently.

"Why haven't you gotten up yet?" Zi Meng looked at Di Yuanmo with a smile.

"Wait for you." Di Yuanmo lowered his head, and gently kissed Zi Meng's forehead.

"Wait for me? If I can't afford it, don't you? " Zi Meng looked at Di Yuanmo with a funny face.

This is not the Di Yuanmo from before. Before, he always got up before Zimeng. What's going on today?
"Don't worry, it's okay anyway, sleep a little longer, I'll be with you." Di Yuanmo looked at Zi Meng in a good mood, and Zi Meng blinked.

What did Di Yuanmo mean when he said nothing happened?Could it be that the matter of Master Guoshi has been settled?
"Can't sleep anymore, get up?" Zi Meng grabbed Di Yuanmo's hand, Di Yuanmo looked at Zi Meng helplessly, and nodded.

Diyuan Moqili dressed Zimeng himself, and then pulled Zimeng to sit down in front of the dressing table.

"What are you going to do?" Zi Meng turned to look at Di Yuanmo.

"Pull your hair." With the corners of Di Yuanmo's mouth slightly raised, he picked up the comb on the dressing table, and Zi Meng blinked in confusion. When did Di Yuanmo learn to do it?
Why doesn't she know?

"Can you?" Zimeng asked worriedly, Di Yuanmo didn't speak, and gently pulled up Zimeng's hair with both hands, and combed it gently.

Zimeng didn't speak, just watched quietly sitting there, letting Di Yuanmo sort out. After a while, Di Yuanmo stopped what he was doing.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Di Yuanmo asked softly, and Zi Meng looked at her hairstyle in the mirror. Although it was very simple, it looked right, but it was not ugly.

"It's pretty, but when did you learn to tie people's hair? Also, have you already given it to other women..."

Zimeng turned her head and looked at Di Yuanmo with a smile. To be honest, she didn't know when Di Yuanmo learned this.

"Are you jealous?" Di Yuanmo couldn't help laughing when he heard Zimeng's words, squatted down, and looked up at Zimeng.

"No, I'm just asking." Zi Meng's mouth was so stubborn that she would not admit that she was jealous.

She had a little arrogant look, which put Di Yuanmo in a good mood.

(End of this chapter)