Mad Wife Attacks: Jiu Ye, good morning!

Chapter 129 What happened to the Great Demon King

Chapter 129 What happened to the Great Demon King

Lu Yuanhang hugged her and coaxed her: "Okay, okay, don't cry, even if I die of thirst in the future, I won't drink the water given by other girls."

Lu Yuanhang coaxed Situ Anan for a while before coaxing Situ Anan well.

Looking at Situ An'an's red and swollen lips, Lu Yuanhang was also a little annoyed, and continued to coax: "Okay, let's go back, everyone is waiting!"

Situ An'an wiped away his tears, and the two returned to the private room together.

Mo Xin'er looked at Situ An'an's appearance, moved her lips, wanted to speak, but was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so she closed them again.

Lu Yuanhang directly changed the topic, and talked about the strategy of the supercomputing group competition. Everyone directly skipped this episode and started discussing the real business.

Several people ate and chatted until the end, but did not decide on a final plan.

Finally, Lu Yuanhang sent Situ An'an home.

Chuhe went back directly by himself.

Mo Xin'er had reported to Qin Beimo in advance that several of them would be eating out today, and said that the driver would not pick her up, and she would go back by herself.

Xu Yue and Xiao Yi wanted to send Mo Xin'er home one after another.

Mo Xin'er looked at the two of them: "They both said no, if you two don't get out of the way, I'll do it!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed the two of them away, walked to the side of the road, and directly took a taxi back to Yujingyuan.

As soon as Mo Xin'er walked into the hall, the phone rang. It was Situ An'an.

She picked up the phone: "An'an, what's the matter?"

Situ An'an said angrily: "Xin'er, give Lu Yuanhang a good meal! In the end, beat him until he can't take care of himself!"

Mo Xin'er: "."

After a while, Mo Xin'er said: "First, I may not be able to beat him, and second, even if I can beat him, I really beat him, what should you do if your heart hurts again?"

"I don't feel sorry for that bastard!"

"Situ An'an, how dare you say one more thing!" Lu Yuanhang's voice suddenly came from the phone.

After that, the phone disconnected
Mo Xin'er stared at the phone, speechless for a moment.
Weekend, morning.

in the restaurant.

Mo Xin'er put down the slice of bread in her hand, and looked at Qin Beimo: "Master Jiu, Lan Yilin's mother has recovered, she invited me to her house for dinner, can I go?"

Qin Beimo looked at her with deep eyes, and after a while, he said, "Yes."

"Okay." Mo Xin'er smiled sweetly.

After eating, Mo Xin'er went back to her room, changed her clothes, and went out.

After getting off the elevator and passing the lobby, Qin Beimo was sitting on the sofa watching the stock market with a tablet.

"Master Jiu, I'm going out." Mo Xin'er looked at him, her sweet smile was bright and moving in the morning light, her pink lips were like jelly, making people want to bite.

Qin Beimo stared at her with his long and narrow eyes, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Mo Xin'er suddenly stopped, looked suspiciously at the cold and charming man on the sofa, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

She thought to herself, Master Jiu wouldn't let her go out.

"Come here." The deep voice carried an inherent deterrent force.

"Oh." Mo Xin'er obediently walked over.

As soon as the slender body approached Qin Beimo, he pulled her towards him, hugged her in his arms, and held her lips inexplicably.

The servants all lowered their heads.

He hugged her so tightly, Mo Xin'er really wanted to struggle, but she didn't dare, her mind was full of doubts, she didn't seem to do anything, why did the Great Demon King not let her go all of a sudden?
Until a trace of pain came, Mo Xin'er suddenly recovered from her thoughts, he was punishing her for not paying attention.

A long kiss ends.

Qin Beimo let her go, and his warm and deep voice overflowed: "Go, come back early!"

Mo Xin'er blinked her crystal clear eyes, and nodded obediently.

The cautious man got up in his arms and walked out resentfully.

Lan Yilin's house is a two-bedroom, not too big, but very cozy.

As soon as you enter the door and walk in, the kitchen is on the left. A middle-aged woman is busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, and a man is helping inside.

Such a picture reminded Mo Xin'er of her mother was busy in the kitchen when she was a child, making her favorite meals.

"Mom and Dad, we are back." Lan Yilin shouted.

Lan Yilin's parents turned around in unison, and Lan's mother saw her daughter and Mo Xin'er, a little bit wrong, the scene when she saw Mo Xin'er for the first time was really a bit embarrassing.

Mo Xin'er smiled sweetly: "Uncle, Auntie."

Mother Lan looked at Mo Xin'er and smiled very gently: "Hi." After a pause, she said: "Oh, the meal will be ready soon, you guys play for a while."

"Thank you, Auntie." Mo Xin'er smiled sweetly, her obedient and sensible appearance made Lan Mama relax a lot.

The table was full of home-cooked dishes, which smelled delicious, and there were dumplings made by Lan Mama herself.

"It's all commonplace food, I hope Xin'er likes it." The woman smiled softly.

Mo Xin'er looked at the table full of dishes, and smiled: "I like it very much." Then she looked at the dumplings on the plate: "There are dumplings!"

Mother Lan said softly: "Yes, fresh meat and shrimp, corn, and three delicacies. I don't know which one you like, so I made some."

Mo Xin'er first picked up a dumpling, took a bite, felt her nose a little sore, and her eyes turned red.

She suddenly remembered that the dumplings her mother made when she was a child also put a whole shrimp in them.

"What's the matter, isn't it delicious?" Mother Lan asked nervously.

Lan Yilin also looked at her, and asked with concern: "What's wrong, Xin'er?"

"No, I think it's too delicious, I like it very much." Mo Xin'er smiled.

She hasn't eaten such delicious dumplings for many years, and neither has the chef of Yujingyuan.

Mother Lan heard from her daughter that Mo Xin'er was adopted without parents, she is really a kind and poor child, she immediately said: "Just like it, if you don't dislike it, I will come here often in the future, and I will give you whatever you want you do."

Papa Lan also followed suit: "Yes, yes, I can come here often in the future, your aunt will have a lot of delicious food."

Lan Yilin picked up another dumpling and put it in Mo Xin'er's bowl: "Yes, Xin'er, tell me in advance what you want to eat next time."

Mo Xin'er swallowed the dumplings and looked at Mama Lan. The way she looked at her was full of tenderness and distress. Mo Xin'er knew that Mama Lan knew that she had no parents.

It's okay, it's over, she comforted herself.

In fact, compared with most orphans, she is already very lucky. She has Jiuye, who is very good to her.

Mo Xin'er adjusted her mood, smiled sweetly at everyone, and looked at Mama Lan: "Auntie, can you teach me how to make dumplings?"

She wanted to learn how to make dumplings, and then she wanted to make them for Lord Jiu.

Mother Lan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly and said, "Of course."

All afternoon, Mo Xin'er was learning how to make dumplings with Lan's mother, and Lan Yilin followed her to make dumplings, and even mischievously put flour on her face.

Mo Xin'er fought back and smeared a lot on her face.

Mother Lan watched the two children's faces covered in flour, and didn't blame them, just smiled softly and watched.

(End of this chapter)