Pursuit of marriage: cold blooded president love deeply

Behind the head spreads Chu Mo dust as usual low voice.

Wen ran was stunned.

Is the chief executive here to beg for food?

Turning back, he let her go a little.

Wen ran looked at his shirt and said, "where did you come from?"

"In your bedroom."

Wen ran took a closer look and took a breath. "This is a gift that Shan Ning'er brought to her brother on a business trip to Australia. How can you..."

Oh, she needs to be quiet!

"This shirt is very expensive. I remember to pay for it."

Wen Ran's face turned red and went out of the kitchen to look for ingredients in the refrigerator.

Chu Mo Chen followed her and saw that she took a small bundle of cabbage and an egg from the refrigerator. She suddenly said, "boil more eggs."

She looked back at him.

What a big appetite!

With a smile, he turned to the balcony to smoke.

Chu Mo Chen only smoked half a cigarette and put it out.

Looking out of the window, Wen Ran's area is not prosperous, there are not many lights, but it is not particularly black.

Just in the bedroom, inadvertently he saw her cell phone, the man sent her a text message.

Knowing that she will leave the day after tomorrow, she is not only upset, but also empty.

Or I wouldn't smoke in her house.

When Chu Mo Chen turns back to the restaurant, Wen Ran is frying poached eggs.

The sound of Zizi came from the kitchen.

One poached egg is fried well, then wenran goes to get another.

"Why are you frying so much?"

Chu Mo Chen frowned to stop.

However, it is too late.

Wen Ran's action was very skillful, so he broke the eggshell and put the egg in the pan.

"Don't you want to eat so much?" Wen ran looked back at him in doubt.

Chu Mo Chen shook his head helplessly.

It's slow enough.

He turned to the refrigerator and took out two more eggs. He went into the kitchen and put them on the counter. "After a while, I'll cook them so that I can apply them on your face. I can see that your face is swollen. It's not ugly."

Fried eggs Wen ran gently touched her face, she could not see.

But for Chu Mo Chen to say that she was "ugly", she was somewhat uncomfortable.

Maybe women hate it and don't like others to say that they are ugly.

Wen ran put the fried eggs on the plate, and the noodles on the other side were almost ready.

Chu Mo Chen sat at the dining table. In less than three minutes, Wen ran slowly came out of the kitchen with hot noodles.

She lowered her head and carefully put her face in front of Chu Mo Chen.

"Eat it."

After that, he turned around and went into the bathroom without looking up at him.

Chu Mo dust Mou color deeply looking at that very quick flash into the figure of the toilet, Cu Cu brow.

He didn't mess with her.

In the bathroom, Wen ran looks into the mirror and looks at his swollen half face. The whole face is wrinkled.

It's really ugly!

It's no wonder that Chu Mo Chen just disliked it.

Wen ran sobbed, picked up the towel and wet it for three minutes, but when he took the towel away, he felt that it had no effect at all. It was still swollen like something. It was ugly.

"Dong Dong -"

just when she pouted and didn't know what to do, the door of the washroom was knocked.

"What are you doing in there?" It's Chu Mo Chen's voice.

The door.

Chu Mo Chen tall figure standing in front of the door, Wen ran can see his shaking figure.

"The eggs in the kitchen should be ready."

Outside, the man frowned.

I don't know what this woman has been doing in the toilet for so long.

He has finished a bowl of noodles and she hasn't come out yet.

He didn't eat much at dinner tonight, so he was still hungry, and just now her bowl of noodles was delicious.

It was not greasy, and the cabbage was tender, so he quickly finished a bowl.

But who knows, he finished all the noodles, and the woman didn't come out in the toilet.

Wen ran didn't want to come out, but when he heard that the eggs were boiling in the kitchen, he immediately opened the door.

It's going to explode in the kitchen.

Wen ran lowered his head to go to the kitchen, but his body was stopped by the man.

He took her arm in one hand, looked down at her and asked, "why do you keep your head down?"

"You let it go first, the water will boil dry and the pot will fry!"

She kept her head down.

If you ask her why she is lowering her head, it's not that he says she's too ugly.

She is afraid of polluting his eyes!

But Chu Mo Chen didn't let go. Instead, he stretched out his other hand, pinched her chin and raised her head."Hey, what are you doing --"

Wen ran shakes his head to get rid of his hateful palm.

Pinch her chin!

The man who was very close to him suddenly laughed, "silly girl, not ugly."

Chu Mo Chen is not stupid.

When I was hanging there to eat noodles, I already understood.

It was as if he said that her face was swollen and ugly, and her behavior became strange.

"Let go first..."

She still lowered her head to push him away.

But I don't want this man to hold her horizontally.

I don't remember how many times he has held himself like this. Wen ran only thinks that this man is addicted to it!

He would pick her up and not even say hello or ask her.

"Chu Mo Chen, the eggs in the kitchen are still boiling!"

She was in a hurry with him.

This man is full of food and drink. He has no strength to use!

Chu Mo Chen holds Wen ran on the sofa and lets her sit on his lap.

Inadvertently, Wen ran suddenly stares big eyes, eyes see a few boiled eggs on the tea table.

Why are the eggs here?

In her surprised eyes, Chu Mo Chen's slender fingers had picked up an egg and began to peel it.

Wen ran looked at his action stupidly. An egg with a shell was soon removed from his hand, revealing white and smooth protein.

"Turn your face around."

He said, holding the egg in one hand.

When the warm egg rolled back and forth on his face under the gentle force of his fingers, without any warning, his nose suddenly became sour.

She wanted to get out of his arms, but one of his hands was always tied to her waist.

"Don't move."

He frowned slightly and whispered.

Her body gradually calmed down, so he was allowed to help his face.

I don't know how long later, his voice came from the top of his head again, not like the usual indifference and low, with a very special tenderness.

"Will you stay in Nancheng?"

He asked her.

Chu Mo Chen this man, from the first sight, Wen ran knew that he was a strong man.

When he talks to others, he seldom uses the tone of inquiry. Most of the time, it's a tone of command, forcing you to do what he says.

For the first time in a long time, Wen ran heard him speak to her in such a gentle tone.

He wants her to stay in the South City?

Does that mean she should stay with him?

Warm but breathing a stagnation, some do not dare to believe their ears.

It's not auditory hallucination, is it?

"Wen ran, will you stay in Nancheng?" He spoke again.

Wen ran slowly raised his head, and his low eyes staring at her eyes, suddenly, two eyes mixed together.