Your warmth, my love

Chapter 107 The So-called Love
I was woken up by the ringing of the phone, and the agent said there was a house that was very suitable for me and asked me to check it out.

Zou Moyan was no longer in the room, I checked my phone, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Sometimes I'm particularly curious about the relationship between a man's body and a woman's body structure. It was obviously Zou Moyan who had a night out yesterday, and now he can go to work refreshed, but it's me who is lying under the covers and can't get up.

My clothes from last night have been washed and placed by the bed. I called Zou Moyan. He was in a meeting and said he was going home at night.

I had an idea in my heart that I was going to cook dinner for Zou Moyan in the evening.

I wore clothes and took a taxi to the apartment mentioned by the agent. The location is inside the third ring road. The house is quite new. The house has been simply renovated. When I came here, I smelled a slight smell of paint. The agent explained, "This house used to be rough. Come on, the landlord plans to rent it out for simple renovations to pay off the mortgage."

I looked around the layout of the house, two bedrooms and one living room, the layout was compact, and I was already secretly thinking, "How much is it?"

"4500 a month, deposit one and pay three." The agent looked around the house and asked my opinion: "Miss He, this is the most cost-effective in the vicinity. You must know that even if you rent out the big bedroom of the house, a The room can be rented for about three thousand."

I know how much this house is worth. It’s such a good location, and it’s brand new decoration. The price is really cheap, but I’m a little worried about the owner of the house, so I asked, “Who is the owner of the house?”

"I don't know about this, but I brought a copy of the house book, you can have a look." The intermediary showed me the copy of the house book in the folder, and a power of attorney, I looked at the house book The unfamiliar name on it and the stamp of the mortgage loan made me somewhat relieved.

The reason why I asked in such detail is that I don't want to take advantage of Lu Chengying or others.

Generally speaking, I am satisfied with the house. The agent said that the contract can be signed at any time, and the owner can be called here now.

I also think it is appropriate to sign if I like it. The Chinese New Year will be in these two days, and I have to hurry up to deal with utilities.

Sure enough, the owner came very quickly, a middle-aged man with thick glasses, and signed the contract readily.

After the matter of the house was settled, I went back to the place where I used to rent a house. I packed up all those things, and I added a moving company's car to move everything to my current residence.

After finishing all this, it was past noon.

I didn't have time to clean up, so I went straight to the supermarket. I thought about my best dishes, put the ingredients in the shopping cart, checked out and went home.

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A woman who is willing to wash her hands and go to the kitchen for a man must be a woman who loves him. Zou Moyan has never liked heavy food. I bought mandarin fish for steaming, cold enoki mushrooms, stir-fried cabbage sum, and a chicken ball soup.

I have cooked for Zou Moyan before, but the preparations are not as meticulous as this time. In fact, I can cook, but often, Zou Moyan feels that the things I cook are completely unpalatable, so he does it himself. The direct consequence of this behavior is that I am getting lazy and his cooking skills are getting better and better.

There was a sound of turning the keyhole at the door. I was pouring chicken balls into the soup. Zou Moyan was completely stunned when he saw me. I tasted the saltiness of the soup and met his gaze.

"Are you back? Go and change first, and have dinner later."

Zou Moyan looked at me motionlessly, his eyes were clear and soft, he walked slowly to my side, and wrapped his arms around me from behind, "Jiajia, I've been irritated about work all day today, but when I saw you, it seemed Nothing happened."

Sweet in my heart, I turned down the fire, "Spoof."

Zou Moyan looked at the steamer curiously: "What did you do?"

"What do you think?" I kissed Zou Moyan's chin, and said softly, "Oh, hurry up and change, dinner will be served in 15 minutes!"

Zou Moyan lowered his head and kissed my neck, then walked quickly to the bedroom.

While steaming fish and frying vegetables, I'm really not a good-for-nothing, Zou Moyan should have taken a bath, and I saw drops of water still dripping from his hair.

"It looks good." Zou Moyan sat at one side of the dining table, watching me put the dishes on the table one by one.

"How? Not bad, right?"

Zou Moyan took a bite of the fish, and his brows stretched, "I've really improved a lot!"

"That's natural, otherwise you think I grew up eating rocks in the past two years!"

"It's grown a lot." Zou Moyan looked at my chest and smiled softly, "And the hand feels much better."

Damn, are you eating now?

"You are eating now, don't talk nonsense."

"it is good."

Zou Moyan looks messed up when he eats. I think this is due to his high-quality tutor. Compared with him, my learned table manners are barely rude.

After a while, all the dishes were swept away by the two of us. Zou Moyan rolled up his sleeves to clean the dishes. I thought he must be tired after a day's work, so I volunteered to grab those dishes and went to the kitchen beautifully .

I thought of a very strange thing. When I was at my house, I always forced Lu Chengying to wash the dishes. He protested like something. He threw away a lot of plates and chopsticks in my house. I didn’t bother to pick them up at that time. These things don't matter, but it's different now, I am willing to do everything for Zou Moyan, cooking and washing dishes is nothing.
While I was washing the bowl, Zou Moyan hugged me from behind, his fiery breath fell on my neck, my neck was numb for a while, and there was still foam from detergent on my hands, I couldn't push him away.

"What are you doing, I'm washing the dishes."

"I just want to hold you."

Zou Moyan has never been so coquettish before, I felt so sweet in my heart, I let him hug me like this, but his hands were very dishonest, pinching and pinching, always stroking the flesh on my waist .

I moved in protest: "I have grown flesh, don't touch it."

"Is there? I like it very much." Zou Moyan's hands became more domineering, and I dodged left and right, because there was still foam on my hands, and I was afraid of getting them on his face, so I could only shake my waist.

"Mo Yan." I looked at him reproachfully, "I'm washing the dishes."

"You said it the second time. Baby, I'll hug you, huh?"

After Zou Moyan finished speaking, he buried his face in my neck again. This time he seemed to be a little more honest. Although he held my waist with his hand, he didn't rub it back and forth. When I rinsed the last plate, Zou Moyan His hand suddenly grabbed my clothes, turned me upside down, and pressed me onto the counter.

"Mo Yan." There was a familiar look in his eyes, and his hands gradually moved down the zipper of my clothes. I couldn't do anything except call his name.
Zou Moyan watched, and kissed the corner of my lips forcefully. He repeatedly asked and grabbed me. I felt dizzy, and my hands slowly wrapped around his neck.
Love is when all these things break out completely, me and him, he to me and burn us all to ashes.——
Harmonious separators——
Women always have more senses than anything else, I feel everything about Zou Moyan, and I am willing to give everything to him.

This is probably the craziest time between us. I never knew that Zou Moyan was so crazy about this kind of thing. There are so many differences from the old ones. He used to be able to become a beautiful boy with abstinence, but now Behavior, compared to before, is really too different.

I lay on his chest and said weakly: "Mo Yan, you are different now."

Zou Moyan put his arms around me, his voice was hoarse and low, and he was extremely charming: "Now I know how ridiculous it was for me to restrain myself for fear of hurting you."

I was immediately speechless. Could it be that he was afraid of hurting me?
But it’s right to think about it. It used to be twice a week, but now it’s every day, and the frequency is completely up to him.
(End of this chapter)