Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

Although there is no spare room, the whole apartment is a little smacking. In front of it is a huge French window, and the beautiful night scene comes into view at a glance.

Around the corner of the apartment are wine cabinets and bars, but it is not these that make people feel surprised and luxurious, but the ceiling of the room.

I don't know what special material it is made of. At night, the whole ceiling turns into a dark blue, with a little bright inlaid on it, just like the stars twinkling in the night.

Then, the whole ceiling began to rotate slowly, perfect like a painting.

Stare big eyes, don't pull your mouth, stare for a moment, will it be too extravagant!

She was still sighing. Suddenly, a burst of hunger came from her stomach. Then she took back her eyes and walked towards the open kitchen.

When I open the refrigerator, there are few materials in it. Does that man usually eat air?

Reluctantly shaking her head, she took out a box of pure milk from the refrigerator, searched out some rice and began to cook porridge.

Just then, a burst of footsteps came. Mo Wan instinctively turned around and looked. Pei Yihuan in a black windbreaker came in.

When she was preparing to speak, she saw Pei Yihuan directly pull off his neck tie and throw it on the sofa, followed by windbreaker, shirt, pants

Until there was only one left

"Ah!" Mo Wan screamed with fear. His face turned red and turned around quickly.

Hearing the scream, Pei Yihuan looked at the past along the sound and saw that it was Mo Wan. His handsome face was still indifferent. He directly regarded her as a transparent person and stepped into the bathroom

Until a burst of water came from the bathroom, Mo Wan slowly turned around, stared at the bathroom angrily, and his eyes fell on the messy clothes and trousers left on the sofa.

She is a little clean, and her hands itch to clean up when she sees any irregularity.

Besides, there is only one bed in the whole apartment, and the sofa is probably her place to rest at night. In short, she doesn't clean up at this time, but she still needs to clean up later!

It's impossible to wait for him to clean up himself! indulge in wishful thinking!

Throwing down the spoon in her hand, she went to the sofa and began to pack up her coat, shirt, pants, inner Library

After folding them orderly, they stood up from the sofa and put their clothes aside.

Just then, the porridge was cooked at this time. After washing his hands, Mo Wan hurried to the pot to keep the porridge at a constant temperature, and then baked some thousand layer cakes.

Just after the porridge was brought to the table, the door of the bathroom opened at this time, and Pei Yihuan came out alone in a white bathrobe.

Ignoring him, Mo Wan put the porridge and lasagna on the table, and then served the freshly mixed shredded cucumber.

When she turned back, there was a figure on the table.

"What are you doing now?"

Mo Wan sat staring at the table, holding her atherosclerotic bowl, holding the silver chopsticks she had just washed, and was eating Pei Yihuan, who had prepared her dinner, said loudly.

His long and narrow eyes glanced lazily at Mo Wan. There was not much reaction on his handsome and indifferent face. After drinking a mouthful of porridge, his handsome eyebrows frowned, and there was some disgust in his thin and cool words: "don't put pure milk in the porridge next time!"

"You -" Mo Wan almost vomited blood without being angry by his answer. She breathed heavily and tried to control her anger.

Pei Yihuan ignored her and still used his dinner gracefully.

"This is my dinner. Can you find out the situation?" Mo looked at him calmly.

That's what she said. "Who do you think hasn't figured out the situation?" Pei Yihuan looked at her coldly: "you'll be responsible for breakfast and dinner in the future. Isn't it clear?"

She looked at him with disapproval: "why should I do this?"

"You said why did you do this? Do you want me to remind you?"

Mo Wan was slightly stunned. There was no more words. What else could she do? She married him. That's all the reason!

After swallowing her saliva, she picked up another bowl of porridge and didn't argue with him anymore.

After dinner, Mo took the dishes and bowls to clean, while Pei Yihuan sat on the sofa processing the documents. Only the sound of water echoed in the whole room.

After a long time, Mo Wan stared at his figure and left a sentence: "you weren't like this before. You used to hate me very much. I don't touch anything I do!"

"Now I still hate..." his face didn't lift up, his slender fingers still signed the document, and the magnetic cold voice came from behind her: "so I want to torture you!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wan was almost angry and didn't throw the rag on him!

After cleaning everything, she turned and saw Pei Yihuan lying on the only bed.

She knew the current affairs very well, walked to the sofa, lay on the sofa, opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful scenery like the night sky on the ceiling.

Time is gradually passing, and the breathing sound from the bed is also stable, but Mo Wan still has no trace of sleepiness, and his eyes are still staring big.

It's not that I can't sleep, but that I can't sleep when it's cold.

The season at this time is not the spring with warm flowers, nor the hot summer, but the winter with white snow.

She was lying on the sofa in her pajamas, not to mention the quilt. Even the pillow was extravagant.

Although the heating is fully turned on, you can still feel a trace of coolness. An hour later, Mo pulled the whole person into a ball on the sofa and was still very sober.

"Rub", she sat up directly from the sofa, and then began to look for a quilt in the whole apartment, but she didn't even see the shadow of the quilt in the end.

She took a look at the warm bed and the cold sofa. As soon as she gritted her teeth, she lay in bed regardless of thirty-seven and twenty-one.

In the dark, Pei Yihuan's closed eyes opened, cold and sarcastic, "have you delivered it to the door?"

The two hands hanging on the side of the body clenched tightly. Mo Wan moved his body to the edge of the bed again. After opening the distance between the two people, he said: "cooking is my right and obligation, but half of the right to use the bed is mine. I will never sleep on your side. If you don't want to, you can sleep on the sofa! I will never have any objection!"

Slowly, Pei Yihuan coldly recalled a radian: "then keep your half well. If you dare to surpass a little, I'll go directly to you..."

"Bah!" Mo Wan glared at him, "what if you crossed?"

"You can exercise the same rules, or you can bear it."

"It's not fair. It's totally a overlord treaty. I strongly protest!" Mo clenched his teeth.