Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 1145 The man looked at her funny, his black eyes gradually ignited with ink dye
Xia Zhishui looked at him, put down his chopsticks, "Will I admit it, aren't you trying to force me by all means?"

Mo Linfeng raised his eyebrows, and snorted softly, "Why, come with me, just to instruct the teacher? What do you want to say, what do you want to ask, you can do whatever you want."

Xia Zhishui bit her lip, and was a little annoyed when she saw the man's indifferent tone, "Did you do it? Yao Shanshan's matter?"

The man smiled without emotion, and said in a cold tone, "I said no, would you believe me?"

Xia Zhishui was taken aback for a moment. To be honest, this man didn't say anything or express any attitude. In a corner of her heart, she believed that he wouldn't do that.

"Is it you?" Despite this, she still wanted to ask, and still wanted to hear the man's denial from his mouth.

Mo Linfeng looked at the steaming fish soup in front of her, and seemed not very interested in this question, "Drink the soup, let's talk about it after dinner, huh?"

Xia Zhishui is indeed very hungry, and she also feels that this kind of thing is not suitable for discussion at the dinner table, and this man is behaving like a good gentleman at the moment, who knows what kind of turmoil is hidden in his bones, she can't figure it out I don't want to see through, so I don't want to break this seemingly balanced and harmonious situation for the time being.

Two years earlier, she knew that this man was a good cook.

Now the culinary skills are even more proficient, and the good ones can rival his handsome face.

During the whole meal time, her taste buds enjoyed it quite a bit, so she enjoyed it, and the man's face naturally looked good.

After the meal, the man sank a little into the chair like a man, "Go wash the dishes."

Xia Zhishui was obviously displeased, and frowned, "I'm a guest."

The man looked at her amusedly, his deep black eyes gradually ignited with ink stains, "You eat too much, you need to move around, it helps with indigestion, huh?"

Xia Zhishui: "..." The little face blushed in embarrassment, still reluctant to move.

Among all the housework, what she hates the most is Xiwan's activities like this. After pursing her lips for a while, she protested: "I hate Xiwan."

Mo Linfeng stood up and took a step towards her with his long legs, "Then... I'll take a walk with you to help you digest."

Xia Zhishui raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was around seven o'clock in the evening, "I've been out for too long, Nalan will look for me. I'll leave in half an hour, tell me..."

Mo Linfeng saw that she was acting business-like, as if he would throw face at the next second if he didn't agree, and didn't insist, "Well, good. Go to the study and talk."

2 minutes later, study room.

Xia Zhishui looked at the few photos scattered on the desk and an encrypted file bag, and had a bad feeling, "What's inside?"

Mo Linfeng's dark eyes carefully looked at the woman's pretty little face, "Open it, then you'll know."

Xia Zhishui laughed, his eyes moved away from the encrypted file bag, and landed on those photos.

The photos are very simple, they are all ordinary life photos, and they casually record the life trajectory of a mother and daughter.

Five years ago, Miss Huo, who was kicked out by the Huo family and disappeared for a long time inexplicably - Huo Mingzhu.

"Are you going to tell me that the child raised by this woman is related to Nalan?"

Mo Linfeng snapped his fingers beautifully, hummed, and looked deeply into her eyes, "It's not easy for this woman to live. Loving someone is so humble. Parents don't love mothers or mothers, and they don't love each other. Raising a child with so much hardship... Tell me, if it were you, how would you feel?"

(End of this chapter)