My Previous Fraternal Twins

He stepped forward, took it from Tang Wanxin, and said in a warm voice, "it's hard."

"What did you say? Isn't that what you should say?" Tang Wanxin laughed angrily.

"Just leave these things to the servant. Your body hasn't been well adjusted. Have a rest." Mo Shichen held her in his arms and said with heartache.

She leaned against Mo Shichen's arms and said with a helpless smile, "just carry it up. What's hard?"

"Well, don't say that. Eat quickly. It won't taste good when it gets cold." Tang Wanxin pushed him.

He said he was going to come down from Mo Shichen's leg.

But the man pressed her tightly and said in a low voice, "stay with me."

"Eating like this will cause indigestion." Tang Wanxin's face suddenly turned red.

Mo Shichen lowered his head and said in her ear, "no, it's good for physical and mental health."

Tang Wanxin's red lips closed tightly and resolutely turned away from him.

The man saw that she was a little angry, so he stopped teasing her, but gave a low smile, then freed up one hand, picked up the bowl of warm soup and drank it.

He was satisfied to put down his bowl and said with a smile, "it's delicious. Thank you, wife."

"There's more downstairs. Would you like some more?" Tang Wanxin took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

Mo Shichen suddenly stared at her with strange eyes, which made her feel more and more embarrassed.

Tang Wanxin felt embarrassed and stretched out his hands and touched his face: "what are you doing looking at me like this?"

"If, one day, I hide something from you, will you blame me?" Mo Shichen's fingertips passed through her hair, his eyes with a trace of complex thoughts.

Tang Wanxin was stunned.

Some puzzled slightly frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "it depends on what you hide from me."

After a pause, Tang Wanxin's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at him and continued to ask, "did you do something sorry to me without telling me?"

Mo Shichen reached out and grabbed her finger, put it in his mouth and gently said, "no, I won't do anything sorry for you all my life. You can rest assured."

"Then why did you tell me this was to do something bad?" she took her hand out of his palm and asked in mock displeasure.

Mo Shichen grabbed her hand, kissed the back of her hand, and then said affectionately, "just remember that everything I do is for you."

For the man's sudden confession, Tang Wanxin was stunned. She vaguely felt that the man had something to do, but she still didn't ask much.

She knew he would tell herself when he wanted to say.

Tang Wanxin glanced at the stack of documents that Shi Chen had put on the table. Seeing that he was busy, he stopped bothering him.

"Well, be busy first. I'll take the bowl down and don't bother you." she got up and wanted to leave.

Mo Shichen stretched out his hand to hold the woman. His eyes were hot staring at Tang Wanxin, his thin lips pursed slightly.

A moment later, Tang Wanxin saw that he was silent, so he asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

"Will you go to a reception with me in a few days?" asked Mo Shichen in a warm tone.

"Cocktail party? Is it the annual Liancheng Haoshang cocktail party?" Tang Wanxin asked somewhat puzzled.

She doesn't like to attend such a reception, but she is in love and reason. As Mo Shichen's wife, these places can't be avoided, but she doesn't understand that he hasn't participated in it before. How can this time

He saw that the woman looked embarrassed, and then continued to ask, "well, go with me?"

"OK, I'll prepare these two well." Tang Wanxin nodded softly.

Seeing her promise, Mo Shichen picked slightly at the corners of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "I've asked Xu Cong to prepare the dress. You don't have to care about anything. Just come."

"You're cutting first and then playing!" Tang Wanxin suddenly felt that he was sold by himself and stared at him helplessly.

He looked a little innocent on his face and explained, "I just arranged my work first. The final decision is up to you."

Tang Wanxin has nothing to do with Mo Shichen. Since he has been sold, he can sell it clean.

But her mouth was unwilling to show weakness: "although I don't want to go so much, since I have promised, I won't repent."

"Well, you're very kind to me." the smile on Mo Shichen's face was deeper, and the corners of his mouth tilted high, so he couldn't hold it down.

"I'm going down. You're busy first. There are so many documents. Pay attention to the combination of work and rest!" Tang Wanxin stared at the man, and then asked him reluctantly.

When she saw Mo Shichen nodded and agreed, she withdrew from her study.

After listening to Tang Wanxin's distant footsteps, Mo Shichen reopened the drawer and took out the letter.

Originally tender pupil eyes, the moment of ice cold down.

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't tear the envelope open, but put him back in the drawer.

Then he got up and went downstairs.

Mo Shichen went to the kitchen, but heard the conversation between the servant and Tang Wanxin: "madam, you'd better leave the cooking to us in the future. Your body still recovers well and have more rest."

"It's all right. I used to do these things. Sometimes I want to eat my own meal and reward my tired body."

After a pause, Tang Wanxin's voice continued to ring out: "moreover, isn't it common for women to teach their husband and children? What's more, I cook food for the people I love. Even if I'm tired, my heart is sweet."

"Young master, I'm so lucky to marry you." the servant nodded approvingly.

It is said that the right love will make each other better and better, and the heart is in each other at the moment.

Listening to the conversation, Mo Shichen realized that the soup just now was not stewed by the servant, but cooked by Tang Wanxin himself.

Thinking of this, a warm current suddenly rose in Mo Shichen's heart.

He pretended to be nothing and said, "wife, is there any soup just now? I haven't had enough."

When Tang Wanxin heard the man's words, her full red lips tilted slightly in a beautiful arc. She specially pulled a high tone and said, "Oh, I'll fill you another bowl and drink more."

"OK," said Mo Shichen, walking in the direction of the kitchen.

Seeing this, the servant couldn't help laughing, then left wisely and left here for the two.

Mo Shichen stood behind her, holding her in his hands, but his chin against her shoulder, quietly watching her make soup for himself.

"Come on, it's easy to sprinkle the soup." Tang Wanxin shrugged and said helplessly.

Mo Shichen did not obey, but his hands could not help tightening: "I want to hold you like this for a while."