Domineering president's special love

Chu Mo returned to Liaocheng at night. When he returned to Liaocheng, it was dawn. He drove into the villa area, but instead of the one where he and Chu Jingbo lived, he stopped at the side.

He bought it in a hurry a few hours ago.

In this world, money... Many things are easy. At the beginning, it was so difficult for him to give Mianmian a rainproof home.

When the car stopped, Tang Mianmian woke up and rubbed his eyes.

Chu Mo got off the bus and walked around to her, "Mian Mian, here we are."

He bent down and took Tang Mianmian out. Tang Mianmian was at a loss in his eyes and said, "where is this...?"

Chu Mo replied simply, "you will live here in the future."

Tang Mianmian is confused. Do you live here? She is so big that she has never seen such a good house.

Holding Tang Mianmian in his arms, Chu Mo entered the courtyard and stepped into the porch.

Because it's a newly bought house. Although it has been cleaned up, it still looks empty except for some basic daily necessities.

Chu Mo hugged her and went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor. He put Tang Mianmian on the sofa. "Wait here for a while, I'll put bath water for you."

"..." Tang Mianmian nodded.

In the bathroom, there was a clattering sound of water. Tang Mianmian raised his hand and looked around the bedroom. His eyes were amazed and delighted. Will she live here in the future? So, will Chu Mo drive her away?

Chu Mo saved her today. What are her plans in the future? What about Qinghuan then? What is he going to do with both of them?

Just thinking, Chu Mo came out.

He bent down and picked up the man. "The water is ready. Go in and take a bath."

"..." Tang Mianmian's cheek was slightly hot, and he circled Chu Mo's neck.

After entering the bathroom, Chu Mo put Tang Mianmian on the chair and pointed to the bathtub, "can you do it yourself?"

Tang Mianmian was stunned and nodded.

"Then..."

Chu murmured, "take a bath."

"..." Tang Mianmian still nodded.

There was an awkward silence in the air.

Chu Mo thought that if it had been before, he would have washed it for her.

Tang Mianmian is introverted and shy. Chu Mo often finds various reasons to take a bath with her... Of course, taking a bath is not his purpose, but what he wants.

After five years, Chu Mo couldn't do such a thing in front of her.

The Adam's apple rolled, and Chu Mo cleared his throat. "Well, take a bath first... I just bought the house and haven't had time to serve the servant. I'll make you something to eat."

With that, the man turned and went out.

“……”

Leaning against the bathroom door, Chu Mo took a long breath.

Too late to think too much, he went downstairs, went into the kitchen, took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and began to cook.

At this moment, they seem to be back five years ago

Tang Mianmian can't cook. He either cuts his hand or cooks raw. The dishes are also all kinds of dark dishes. Therefore, Chu Mo forbids her to cook. He cooks at home.

At the thought of this, the tip of Chu Mo's heart tugged again.

Shi Qinghuan is not mute. She has a good voice

Shi Qinghuan cooks. Moreover, her cooking is learned from her grandmother, the top chef

With so many different things, he decided that she was Mian Mian... Now, it's a big mistake! How should he face the consequences?

The rice is cooked, the soup is bubbling on the stove, and two dishes have been simply fried and put on the table.

When Tang Mianmian came down, Chu Mo was leaning against the window with a cigarette in his hand, frowning and smoking.

"..." Tang Mianmian walked over, his footsteps very softly. Chu Mo was distracted and didn't notice her coming.

She frowned and tugged at his sleeve.

"Mian Mian."

Chu Mo suddenly regained his consciousness, immediately twisted out the cigarette end and pointed to the table, "it's all ready and ready to eat."

"..." Tang Mianmian didn't worry, but pointed to him and gestured, "you, don't always smoke. It's bad for your health."

Chu Mo said, "OK, I know."

In fact, he is not addicted to smoking, but... When he is upset, he always smokes so two. A while ago, I seldom smoked, that is, these two days, I smoked a little fiercely.

Chu Mo took Tang Mianmian in his arms. "Sit down and I'll serve you dinner."

Tang Mianmian holds her job, and Chu Mo keeps bringing her vegetables. "Eat more, eat enough... Have a good sleep."

Staring at the bowls piled like a hill in front of him, Tang Mianmian lowered his head and shed tears.

"..." Chu Mo's heart jumped and twisted his eyebrows, "Mian Mian?"

In the past, he was the one who couldn't see continuous crying. Which man can see his beloved woman cry?

Tang Mianmian raised his head, his eyes were red, and his tears couldn't stop.

Chu Mo was sad. He raised his hand and wiped her tears. "Mian Mian, don't cry..."

Tang Mianmian suddenly holds his hand and opens his mouth. She hates... Why can't she speak?

She hurriedly gestured, "Chu Mo, will you... Still leave me?"

Chu Mo was stunned and didn't speak.

Tang Mianmian's heart sank and pointed to the table. "Is this my last meal?"

Chu Mo was so sour that he couldn't speak.

"Chu Mo......"

Tang Mianmian cried and said, "don't do this... If you can't always be good to me, don't be good to me."

She stood up, did not eat, and was leaving immediately.

Looking at her thin figure, Chu Mo was very sad. He suddenly came forward and held her in his arms, "Mianmian... Don't go. I'm sorry, it's my asshole! Sorry, i... shouldn't have said that to you! "

What? Five years ago, they are different from before!

In fact, in the past five years... He has never forgotten her!

He as like as two peas, and he hesitated because he was wrong, and a girl who was exactly the same as her.

In tears, Tang Mianmian turned around and said, "Chu Mo, do you dislike me?"

Dislike her, what happened these years. Dislike her, already not clean!

Chu Mo was stunned. Tang Mianmian thought he acquiesced, and tears surged, "Chu Mo, that's not what I want! I... I can't help it. I... can't live anymore... "

In a word, let Chu Mo's heart cut like a knife!

He held the man in his arms, "no, I don't dislike you... I'm not good!"

It's all his fault. How can he dislike it? He is just, distressed... Distressed beyond measure.

Tang Mianmian leaned against Chu Mo's shoulder, and tears wet his shoulder.

Chu Mo stroked her cheek, "Mian Mian, not anymore... Home, home."

Their home, they... Have long been a family!

Even if there is a gap between these five years, they are still a family!

Tang Mianmian mumbled and silently called his name, Chu Mo, Chu mo

Chu Mo stared at the face in front of him. He didn't know what he saw? Or Qinghuan?