The Beauty of Trial Marriage

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However, a nasty man didn't realize it at all. Instead, he approached intimately and smiled lowly, "When you are out of breath, get up to eat. The doctor said that your stomach should be taken care of, or it hurts and you have to die once."

Ling Qianmo really wanted to ask him how he could say such bad things in such a gentle tone.

"Why, don't you want me to hug to get up?" Someone exuded a ruffian breath, which was wicked, and also revealed an elegant, very contradictory.

"..." Looking at his gesture-stretched hand, Ling Qianmo silently swallowed the three words holding your sister back, lifted the quilt and grumbled to get up.

On the beige marbled dining table, there are a few exquisite side dishes, which are not rich, but they look delicious.

Ling Qianmo was taken aback, "You did it?" This stubborn man doesn't look like he can cook.

"I've never served anyone this way before when I grew up. You are the first one." Even their old man did not receive this treatment.

"Thank you so much!" Ling Qianmo lowered her eyes, she is not rare to receive such treatment, okay.

But some people didn't see the embarrassment at all. The gentleman opened the seat for her, then walked to the opposite side to sit down, put a chopsticks dish in the plate in front of her, and said softly, "Try it!"

Ling Qianmo really wanted to say spinelessly that I am not hungry, but he screamed out of his stomach and betrayed her without any leeway.She could only feel wronged and took a bite, and then...was amazing!

She has always been confident in her cooking skills, at least Xiang Heng has always liked eating her cooking.

But now she found that there are some outsiders and there are outsiders.She was defeated by this man!

"I didn't expect you to actually cook!" And it was so delicious.

Ye Zi'an glanced at her hastily, and didn't seem to think that this was a major event, "It's a person who needs to fill his stomach!"

An understatement made Ling Qianmo's chewing action pause, and an inexplicable complex emotion was born in his heart.

At the beginning, she learned to cook because Xiang Heng loved to eat, and for the one she loved, she was willing to wash her hands and make soup.But what about him, and why?

For a man like Ye Zi'an with his own eight-meter light effect, there is definitely no shortage of women around him. As long as he is willing, I don't know how many people will be willing to cook for him.Moreover, he is domineering and indifferent, and he doesn't seem to be deliberately learning for someone.He said it was to fill his stomach, could it be...

Ling Qianmo outlined a scene of a miserable young man working hard to survive on his own, and then looked at Ye Zi'an with a hint of sympathy.

Her eyes were too strange, Ye Zi'an raised her eyes, her tightly pressed thin lips raised a frivolous arc, "Why, seeing I look handsome, have you decided to marry me?"

"..." Ling Qianmo felt that he must be a ghost, otherwise how could he feel pitiful.

He is obviously a devil, OK, and he is also very poisonous!

After dinner, Ye Zi'an cleaned up the table graciously, threw the dishes into the dishwasher, organized the kitchen and came out, and he saw Ling Qianmo digging around at his house like copying his home.

"what are you doing?"

Ling Qianmo didn't look up, "Nonsense, of course it's looking for my house key." I knew she should change the code lock in the first place, so that she would not be pinched.

Unfortunately, the world did not know it earlier.

"If you are sleepy, take a shower and then sleep. There is a bathtub in the bathroom of the master bedroom, and there is fragrance in the cabinet next to it. You can make your own taste."

The irrelevant dialogue caused Ling Qianmo to burn a little flame in his heart.

But thinking that the key was still in the other's hand, she wittily suppressed the flame, "Mr. Ye, I..."

"Zi'an!" The man's face sank, his voice full of dissatisfaction.

I really don't want to entangle him too much with his address, Ling Qianmo followed the kindness, and shouted, "Ye Zi'an, I am very grateful for your concern, but I'm sorry, I don't need it."

What if her family doesn't have a bathtub, she is not so poor that she can't afford a bathtub.

"In the first cabinet of the closet, I have put some of the clothes you wear every day, and pajamas are there. You can find it yourself. If it is not convenient to wash your hair, you can call me and I will be happy to help." The man took care of himself. Walked to the sofa and sat down, with a bad smile on his face.

He can make concessions on the title and allow her to change gradually.But there is no room for negotiation about staying in his house.

Ling Qianmo felt that her good temper, which she had cultivated for decades, disappeared at this moment. She almost turned into a bitch and yelled at him with her hands on hips and her throat.

However, she was suddenly discouraged when she saw someone picking up the remote control and turning on the TV in a leisurely manner, concentrating on the news.

I'm afraid that even if she broke her throat, this man has the ability to pretend not to hear it.

At this moment, she suddenly felt depressed.

Forget it, she really doesn't know how to take a bath when she goes home, but because she can't sleep without taking a bath, just... temporarily compromise!

After the same, Ling Qianmo turned blankly and walked slowly towards the master bedroom.After walking a few steps, he stopped again and turned to look at the man who was concentrating on watching TV. "How on earth are you willing to return my keys?" Her voice was cool, but it sounded very comfortable, "I'm a single woman. In the house of a strange man, the reputation is even worse."

"I am your future husband, not a strange man."

Ling Qianmo pursed her lips, really didn't want to entangle him with this issue, stomped her feet bitterly, and turned around into the bedroom.

After filling up the hot water, Ling Qianmo took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub, burying himself in the warm water.A sense of comfort deep into the pores made her sigh, raising her eyes and scanning, and she saw all kinds of fragrances in the cabinet above her head.

A man who hides so much aromatherapy at home, he shouldn't have any abnormal hobbies.

Tucao returned to Tucao, she reached out and took an aromatherapy essential oil that soothes tired nerves and dropped it into the water. She took a towel and folded it neatly and placed it under her head. She put her injured arm on the edge of the bathtub and closed her eyes comfortably.

I have to say that Ye Zi'an, a domineering man, can quite enjoy life. He actually uses the jacuzzi, which is really comfortable.

Ling Qianmo sighed, his consciousness becoming more and more chaotic, and finally fell asleep like that.

In her sleep, she seemed to feel that someone was moving and fiddling with her body. Ling Qianmo was about to roll over to avoid the annoying hands. As a result, a sense of weightlessness scared her clean and turned back, her hands subconsciously grasping something next to her.

A strange feeling rushed to her heart, Ling Qianmo opened her eyes in a daze, screaming when she saw the situation in front of her clearly.

"what……"