99 Marriage Proposals: The Chief's Exorbitant Wife

Chapter 70 Do You Like Me? (46)

"I'm angry, and I don't want to talk to you." Wrapped in the quilt, Shui Yirou threw out this sentence sullenly.

"Really? I think you're not angry, but tempting me."

After a pause, Mo Chenfeng's voice was suddenly hoarse and deep, and he said with a smirk: "Baby, you know, I'm not a celibate person, if you tease me in every possible way, I won't be able to control myself and eat you up. You can regret it!"

Pulling away the quilt covering Shui Yirou's head, and putting it close to her ear, Mo Chenfeng said it very softly, like the words of love between lovers, but it made Shui Yirou's whole body stiff, and she was alive just a second ago. Gasping, it turned into fear in the next second.

This man's physical strength is as good as a stallion, is she still alive after being raped by him?Besides, she is still sick now, is there anyone who bullies a patient like this? She really is a beast!
"You, don't touch me, and don't joke with me! Mo Chenfeng, I'm really starving to death!" Hiding under the quilt, Shui Yirou began to subdue, and then took the opportunity to change the subject, as long as Mo Chenfeng was pushed away, she would safe.

"OK, I won't tease you anymore! Tell me, what do you want to eat?" Patting Shui Yirou on the back comfortingly, Mo Chenfeng sat up, looked at Shui Yirou who was still wrapping herself into a cocoon, and smiled softly up.

"I want to eat mixed sauce noodles." Stretching her head out from under the quilt timidly, Shui Yirou looked into Mo's dusty eyes and said cautiously.

"I see, I'll let them make it for you now." He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Shui Yirou's forehead, Mo Chenfeng got up and prepared to go downstairs for them to make mixed sauce noodles.

He knew that Shui Yirou hadn't eaten all day and night, and she must be very hungry now. He couldn't bear to let his favorite baby go hungry, but Shui Yirou grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Well, Mo Chenfeng, I really want to eat mixed sauce noodles, but can I ask you to make it for me. I want to eat your cooking, okay?"

Mixed sauce noodles are Shui Yirou's favorite food. She remembers that when she was sick at home, she would lose her appetite and not want to eat anything. Then, Shui's mother would try her best to get her to eat, and ended up with a bowl of delicious mixed sauce noodles Coaxing her to eat, this trick has been tried time and time again, and now Shui Yirou still wants to eat noodles with mixed sauce the most when she is sick.

The hand protruding from the quilt tightly grabbed Mo Chenfeng's clothes, Shui Yirou looked at him expectantly, hoping that he would not refuse cruelly.

I don't know why, Shui Yirou only wants to eat the food made by Mo Chenfeng, no matter what the taste is, she will not dislike it, maybe because of last night's care, Shui Yirou has developed a sense of dependence on him.

"You want to eat what I made?" Eyes widened in disbelief, Mo Chenfeng couldn't help pointing at himself, seeing Shui Yirou nodding timidly, he had the urge to faint.

This little girl asked him to do it by himself, did she make a mistake!Mo Chenfeng has never cooked since he was a child, and even his parents have never eaten something he made by himself. It is really embarrassing for this woman to ask for it.

"Mo Chenfeng, I know that you are a young master who never touches the spring water. You were born with a golden spoon in your mouth. You have always been served by others, and you have no role to serve others."

"But, for the sake of me being a sick patient, please cook a bowl of miscellaneous sauce noodles for me, okay?" Without letting go of the corner of Mo Chenfeng's coat, Shui Yirou slipped under the quilt Come out, looking at him pitifully, begging a little coquettishly.

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