Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 1365 I am on vacation today and do not welcome foreigners

He had an elegant and wicked smile on his face, especially his eyes, which pointedly stared at the rations on the other side, as if he was going forward to eat.

Mo Zitong was really taken aback by his eyes, then glared at him angrily, and said angrily, "Go eat your noodles! Otherwise, you won't even have your share of noodles!"

He bent down slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch the corner of her mouth, and said calmly, "If you want to be full, there are plenty of ways. What do you think, Mrs. Rong!"

He specially emphasized the three words "Mrs. Rong", and there was a sense of cadence when it came out of his mouth.

She directly ignored his eyes and tone, turned her head to the side, and stopped looking at him.

Rong Yi ate very vigorously, and his black eyes flickered at Mo Zitong, looking very playful and cute.

Mo Zitong evoked a warm smile, and gently poked his pink and tender face with his fingers, "Rong Yi, are you full? We should go to bed when we are full. Tonight Mommy will sleep with you, okay?"

Rong Si was holding the bowl of noodles, with a lonely face, sitting on the sofa as if abandoned by someone, eating.

As soon as she heard that she said that she wanted to sleep with Rong Yi today, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked at her, "That's not possible!"

Mo Zitong raised his eyes, looked at him unhurriedly, and said coolly, "Master Rong, I didn't ask your opinion! So, your objection is useless."

He slowly ate the noodles in the bowl, then casually glanced at Rong Yi's little bed, then his eyes fell on her, and he said slowly, "You mean, where do you want to sleep?"

While talking, he crossed his mouth towards the small bed, and there was an intriguing smile on the corner of his lips. He looked at her with a half-smile, and then said slowly, "Are you going to sleep sideways, tucked up, or stand up?" Asleep?"

Mo Zitong stared at him, and said with a smile, "My son and I will sleep in bed tonight, so please sleep on the sofa. Or you can sleep in the guest room!"

He finished the last mouthful of noodles in the bowl, put the bowl and chopsticks on the table, walked towards her gracefully, sat down on the edge of the bed beside her, and looked at her with interest, " Do you think this is possible? My little boy!"

When Kong Yi was full, he turned his head and looked at Rong Si flickeringly, with a drop of white lotion still on the corner of his mouth.

He hugged his son from her arms, hugged him upright, patted his back until Rong Yi hiccupped, and then carefully put him on the small bed.

Mo Zitong had already got up and was about to go out with the bowl, but was stopped by him.

He took the bowl and chopsticks in her hand, put them on the table casually, and surrounded her in his arms.

"Did you go to the hospital in the afternoon?" She looked up at him and asked softly.

"En." Rong Si nodded.

"Then is dad getting better?" asked Shen Sheng, looking directly at him with deep concern in his eyes.

He shook his head, "It's still the same, there is no reaction. But at least it hasn't gotten worse, so in general, it's good news."

She put her hands around his waist and pressed her face close to his chest, "Don't worry, Dad will definitely wake up. He's going to preside over our wedding. He's only your son, how could he not be willing to attend?" Our wedding. How could you not be willing to see your grandson?"

He hugged her tightly with both arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, his eyes were deep and dignified.

"Brother Si, how did you find out about mother? Still don't have any clue?" She raised her head, looked at him with clear eyes, and asked with concern.

He frowned faintly, his eyes darkened, took a deep breath, and shook his head helplessly, "Well, I don't have any clue at all."

"Tell me, does Tan Tianen still have reservations?" She asked in an uncertain tone.

It's not that Rong Si has never thought about this problem.

He also felt that Tan Tianen should know something.However, no matter how he asked, she didn't say a single word. In short, she insisted that he was not Rong Zheng's son, but an unknown child that she brought back casually.

"Probably." He also said uncertainly.

"Then shall we consider taking action from her again?" She said solemnly, "If it is said that Rong Hua has no knowledge, I really believe it. But Tan Tianen has no knowledge, I don't believe her words at all. .I think she must have kept something, and it's very important. She won't say it when it's not critical. Or, she wants to use this news in exchange for what she wants. "

"What she wants?" Rong Si repeated these words, his eyes were deep and terrifying.

"I think what she wants most now is not Tang Helin, but her freedom." Mo Zitong said affirmatively, "The reason why she hasn't been tried yet is because of her injuries. Also, I think she Now it is procrastinating. In fact, her injury should be fine. But she is using this reason to procrastinate. She does not want to follow in the footsteps of Ronghua. So, if you think about it, can you start with her? Get some news from your mouth?"

He caressed her hair with his big palm, pressed his forehead against hers, and smiled knowingly, "Well, I'll go see her in a few days."

"I'll go." She said with a smile, "Maybe I'm more suitable than you."

"Let's talk about it. It's getting late, it's time to rest and sleep. Rong Yi has already fallen asleep." He provoked a meaningful smile, and stared at her with deep ink-like eyes without blinking, looking at her She is sending a message.

Mo Zitong was speechless.

She has already tried very hard to divert his attention, how can he divert him back in less than a few words?
Could he have thought of anything else?Why is my mind full of that picture?

He gave him an angry look, "This place is closed for vacation today, and foreigners are not welcome. Please solve it yourself!"

But he evoked a thought-provoking and interesting arc, looked straight at her lightly, and said slowly, "foreigner? Mrs. Rong, then let's discuss the word "foreigner" Meaning. Come on, tell me, what is a foreigner? Hmm!"

The last word "um" almost came out of his nasal cavity, and it also had a long back nasal sound, with a hint of threat.

Mo Zitong couldn't help shivering, seeing his expression of "I must be forced to ask you to be ugly", he immediately raised a flattering smile, "Then what, I was wrong. Uncle, what are you doing?" Could it be a foreigner? You are naturally an insider."

(End of this chapter)