Mr General doted on his sweet wife

Fang Minghao and Xia Ruo Meng's car hasn't started yet. Seeing the luxury car coming, Xia Ruo Meng said a few words with envy just now, and then he saw Xia Jiu's other people respectfully deliver the car.

In her eyebrows and eyes, jealousy flashed by, and her heart was like this rainy day. It was humid and depressing.

Xia Jiu thought it was just Chen Qi who came to pick him up. He didn't expect Shen Muhan to be there.

Or did he not leave at all?

She took the towel off her head and took it to her to deal with it.

In fact, Xia Jiu was floated to a few drops of rain, not to say how wet.

She lowered her eyebrows and looked out of the window. The glass was covered with water stains and blurred her vision. The car was moving slowly.

Shen Muhan stretched out his long arm and hooked her to him.

Xia Jiu was startled for a moment, and then sat quietly beside him.

"I hear that some people can't forget the past, eh?"

His sweet voice sounded, but it was like the cold wind left in winter, falling into the ears, it was really not very warm.

Xia Jiu's eyebrow heart immediately did not stretch: "you monitor my words?"

"Do you need it? The two men had a very clear argument. "

Xia Jiu's brain turned for a while, knowing that it was Fang Minghao and Xia Ruo Meng had a fight, so he said that cup of coffee before.

There was a smile on her face. She thought it was so deep that she couldn't stand a word.

Her smile stabbed Shen Muhan.

Take her wrist and take it directly between her legs: "then I can only help you forget it!"

The kiss is like a storm, and it comes fiercely and urgently. Xia jiuying makes a voice.

The driver in front of him and Chen Qi, both of whom look at the nose, the eye and the heart, regard themselves as complete tools, and dare not even look at the rearview mirror more.

With a crack, the baffle was lowered, isolating the pictures and most of the sounds in the back row. The two people seemed to come out of the dull lake and breathe heavily.

When Xia Jiu gets off the bus, his physical strength has been exhausted and Shen Muhan carries him to the building directly.

Along the way, naturally meet housekeeper, Aunt Zhang and a variety of domestic bodyguards.

She didn't have the strength to care so much that she couldn't lift her fingers.

Be put on the bed, touch the steady support, Xia nine is too lazy to move at all, will shrink up, even don't want to open his eyes.

"What would you like to eat?" Shen Muhan's voice sounded on his forehead, so close that he seemed to kiss her at any time.

"Whatever you want, you can cook it. Others don't want it cooked. " Xia Jiu's voice is lazy and has a long aftertaste.

Shen Muhan kisses again until she can't breathe.

Xia Jiu is deliberately troubling him, anyway, he is not infinite energy? Cooking can consume him a little bit.

Who could have thought that this man had such a rough time last night and could still have such physical strength during the day?

Shen Muhan stood up and went to the kitchen downstairs.

Aunt Zhang and other servants were busy in the kitchen. When she saw Shen Muhan, she was startled. The dishes in her hands were scattered all over the floor: "big, young master..."

All of them got up in a hurry. They didn't know if they had made anything. Shen Muhan came to the kitchen to check.

In the past, he never stepped into the kitchen. Anyway, no one had ever seen him come to the kitchen.

Everyone's face was blue with fear that the next second, everyone's fate is to be expelled.

"You go out first." Shen Muhan said.

"Young master, what we have done wrong can be corrected..." Everyone was trembling.

When the housekeeper heard the news, he was also confused, "young master!"

"Let them all go out!"

The housekeeper is more calm. After all, he has been following Shen Muhan for many years, and he calls everyone out.

Everyone was very flustered and didn't know what Shen Muhan was going to do.

In fact, Shen Muhan cooked things for Xia Jiu several times in the villa. However, either everyone had a holiday or everyone was doing something else. He didn't know that Shen Muhan had been in the kitchen.

How can you not panic now?

"Housekeeper, what shall we do?"

"Will you dismiss us

"Is there something wrong with the recent meal?"

Aunt Zhang was more anxious: "my whole family, young and sucking grandchildren, all rely on me."

The housekeeper said calmly, "well, let's go and do other things first. I'll wait for you. Don't make a noise one by one. Don't let the eldest young master have no temper at that time. I can't do anything to make you angry. "

We are busy with other things, but we always have something in mind and pay close attention to the activities in the kitchen.

When they learned that the eldest young master was cooking food, they were surprised.When did the young master go to the kitchen?

It doesn't burn the kitchen, does it?

However, what they were worried about did not happen. Soon, Shen Muhan took the plate and went upstairs.

Aunt Zhang took the lead to take a look at the kitchen. Not only was the kitchen not burned, but everything Shen Muhan had used was put in a very orderly way. Moreover, the fragrance from the air was more salivating.

It's over, people feel the pressure of unemployment!

What the eldest young master cooks is superior to their cooking skills!

Summer nine tired is tired, but the mind is very clear, so lying in bed, not sleeping, just boring brush cell phone waiting for rice.

Shen Muhan appeared at the door with a tray. She turned over and got up, pulled to her waist, and let out a slight pain. Then she slowed down and sat up.

Line of sight has seen the delicious food in the plate, red lips slightly pursed, restrain their own saliva.

"Eat it." He opened the table on the bed and put the food on it.

Xia Jiu is not polite, who asked him to toss his lunch to eat at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Shen Muhan also picked up chopsticks and ate with his eyes closed.

Xia Jiu was half full, and the delicious food made her sigh comfortably. Shen Muhan suddenly asked, "is it enough for you to forget the past?"

Summer nine Zheng Zhuo for a moment, just think of him still remember today tease Xia Ruo dream said, memory is not too good?

"If one meal is enough, is my past too worthless?" She said casually.

The atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

Shen Muhan's tone is not deep and strict: "if one meal is not enough, then two.". If not, add it. "

What he said was about eating, but Xia Jiu knew that he was not only talking about eating.

Subconsciously, she supported her waist and whispered, "that's enough. My past is not so valuable."