A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

  The whole process, she felt that she was superfluous! Mo Yanchen can do it all alone. He knows all these works and the matching, and it only takes half an hour to select them to checkout!

  At this time, she sighed in her heart, Mr. Mo, you are really an almighty man.

  When I returned to Moyuan, it was dusk, and I saw Wu Hao had arrived at the door.

   "Shao Mo." He cried respectfully, but Shen Chengjing knew that he must be looking for him for something.

  If nothing happens, these people will choose to hide or disappear! After following him for some time, he also understood their habits.

   "Give it to me." She stretched out her hand to take the thing, and saw Aze flash out from nowhere, and took the thing that Mo Yanchen was holding: "Madam, give it to me."

   As he said, he walked in while carrying something, Shen Cheng walked a few steps quietly, and suddenly thought of something.

   "Your wound! Can't eat seafood." All day, she watched him move freely, and almost forgot that he was a sick person!

   "You go upstairs to rest, and I will cook for a while." He said, nodding to Mo Wen, and the two walked into the study.

  Aze took the things back to the kitchen and divided them into good hands before clapping his hands and walking out.

   "Madam."

   "Aze." She stopped him.

  Aze only took two steps, turned around puzzled, and walked back to her respectfully.

   "Madam, is there anything wrong?"

   "You have hatred with the Shen family?" She felt that Aze's behavior today was a bit strange. Looking at those people, her eyes were full of hate. A good Shen Ziqian was half-crippled by his slap.

   Hearing this, Aze felt embarrassed and touched her head: "Of course, she's disrespectful to his wife, it's a big hatred."

  "……"

  After talking with Aze, she went upstairs to change her clothes and stood on the balcony, watching Mo Garden was shrouded in darkness, and the brilliant lights of Mo Garden shone with dazzling light.

  Recalling a lot of things, after she sorted out her emotions, she slowly went downstairs to hear movement in the kitchen.

  Standing in front of the kitchen, she saw Mo Yanchen busying leisurely, with the scent of delicacies floating in it. She leaned there, her stomach screamed out of hunger.

  "Go outside and sit down." He seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he knew she was standing there.

  She walked in, stood behind him, looked sideways from his arm, and saw that he was adjusting the ingredients leisurely, very lightly.

   "Uncle, do you need help?" She glanced at his arm and let "Shanghao" cook, she felt a little sorry.

   "Hungry?" He turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes falling on her abdomen.

  She has a slightly broken face, frowns her eyebrows, and her hands cover her belly, smiling embarrassedly.

   "I'm a little hungry." Actually, she is more than a little hungry? She found that this one at home was simply the best among chefs, and she wanted to move her chopsticks right away.

   "It's going to be done soon." He said, suddenly there was a basin in his hand, and he handed it to her: "Take it out and cushion your belly."

   She looked down, and it turned out that he had washed the fruit long ago.

   "Okay." She took the fruit, pinched a cherry tomato and handed it to his mouth: "Uncle, you have worked hard."

  He looked at the white jade hands in front of him holding the red cherry tomatoes, the attractive white crystal clear, he opened his mouth to bite the cherry tomatoes, he was frivolity. Sen's lips touched her fingertips and hit her whole body like an electric shock!

  Chen Chengjing shook her whole body, and quickly retracted her hand, her pink cheeks were already red until the base of her ears, her small hands were tightly folded, and she turned her head and walked outside, holding the fruit bowl.

   "Bang." When she went out, she bumped into the door frame and ran into the hall with unwilling pain, breathing constantly.

  The heart was beating fiercely, and the numbness of the fingertips was not reduced. She gently wiped her fingers, looking up in the direction of the kitchen, thoughtful.

  Mo Yanchen heard the noise, looked back at her figure who had fled, and couldn't help but shook his head, this girl! Seeing that she is usually brave, she is actually a hairy girl...