The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 86 The Canary of the Gold Master [48]

The two of them had a sweet time together, Yun Mo didn't touch her again, instead he untied her and could move around freely in the old house.

In his words, "children need sunshine".

She was a little dissatisfied with how important he was to the child, and this dissatisfaction... finally broke out when the two had dinner together.

"Like children so much?" Shen Fushui sneered, lowered his head and forked a small piece of crispy duck.

"I only like the two of us." Yun Mo's brows and eyes are tender, and the deep eyes are filled with the tenderness of being a father soon.

"...That's not necessarily the case." She pursed her red lips, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, "It's just a child, I don't know what it is, you are so kind to him..."

The beauty's small face was printed with sour words in capital letters.

Yun Mo paused, and said softly, "You are different."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, "...what?"

"He is the flesh and blood, and you are Yu Sheng."

Shen Fushui's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he sneered on his face: "...a glib tongue."

[System: Host, the show is over. 】

Shen Lang: "Where's your uncle?"

The dog system's indifference to details ruined a lot of her tenderness.

She looked at the handsome man across from her with dim eyes, he really liked her very much, but...

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Shen Fushui decided to make soup for Yun Mo to wash his hands.

When the system saw the beauty walking around with a shiny kitchen knife, it suddenly had a bad feeling.

【What is the host going to do? 】

"Make a table of delicious food for the dog to eat."

[System: Please don't talk nonsense, the host, the system has detected that your cooking skills are not as good as the host's. 】

Shen Fushui didn't care, he casually chopped a green onion, and said calmly: "Close your eyes, don't lie to the corpse, will it work?"

The system stopped talking.

She slowly cooked the rice, and made two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish. The combination was very homely.

Stir-fried vegetables with peppers, hot and sour potato flowers,
When Yun Mo came back, he was pulled to the dining table by Shen Fushui with a smile, "Try it."

…he had never seen such a crude diet.

But unexpectedly delicious.

"Vegetables are good."

"...do you like the color then?"

Yun Mo slowly typed a "...?"

"I won't tease you," Shen Fushui withdrew his gaze, propped his chin, and said in a low voice, "...It's almost over anyway."

Yun Mo didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"love me?"

"Love."

"Then let me give you a hint."

"Tell me."

"...I can't eat crispy duck anymore."

"Let the chef make a whole duck feast tomorrow."

Shen Lang: "..."

Come on, the dog can't understand what she's saying.

...playing the piano to a cow.

Shen Lang started experimenting and researching again, concentrating on those things that are considered insane in the eyes of the world.

Yun Mo couldn't stop him, so he could only let her do it.

Many times, she would be like an ordinary wife, washing her hands, making soup, and preparing dinner, waiting for him to come back and enjoy it together.

Yun Mo discovered that love does not only exist in desire. Even a simple dinner, warm and peaceful, can satisfy him greatly.

"Sir, this is the document from LG."

Yun Mo didn't raise his head, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and said coldly, "Leave it alone."

Su Xu did as he did, and looked up at him, only to feel that the original cold eyebrows and eyes of the husband softened a lot.

He couldn't help feeling sour.

For so many years, sir, I have been so lonely.Finally got a wife... the wife is the one who pulls the husband out of the abyss.

Mr. finally found his own happiness.

He is a subordinate...

Finally, you don't have to be like a cow and a horse like cheap labor anymore! !
I'm really touched...!
That night.

old house.

"Sir, you are a bit late coming back today." The housekeeper took Yun Mo's coat, "Madam just fell asleep."

"Hmm." He didn't say anything, his brows and eyes flickered softly, "Has she eaten yet?"

"No," the housekeeper couldn't help laughing, "Madam must wait for the husband to come back and eat with you."

He nodded and responded in a low voice, "...understood."

Just came in from the outside, still braving the bleak air of late autumn.

"You're back, why didn't you wake me up?"

A lazy voice reached their ears.

Looking up, a beauty in a vermilion brocade dress was lazily standing upstairs looking at them.

"I'm afraid the cold air will overwhelm you." Yun Mo smiled lowly and walked upstairs, "Are you hungry?"

The beauty yawned gracefully, "...not bad."

Yun Mo stared at her carefully, and suddenly said: "Your face is wrong... Who made you angry?"

"It's okay to flip through Weibo when I'm free."

She responded casually, hugging the man, "I won't eat tonight, I have no appetite."

"I'll make you a crispy duck, okay?"

Having said that, Yun Mo was slightly taken aback.

Only then did she realize that she hadn't eaten crispy duck for a long time.

He shook his head, shaking off the strange feeling in his heart.

What is he thinking... Now her warm and delicate body is nestled in his arms, and her head is gently rubbing against his chest.

"Crispy duck, it looks disgusting."

"Then...sesame oil chicken?"

"No."

"Then eat cold grilled noodles, I remember you had it once."

Shen Lang cast him an elegant look, "You started monitoring so early?"

Yun Mo lowered his eyes, "Otherwise what do you think?"

"Come on, go to bed...I'm sleepy."

Yun Mo's crimson-colored thin lips slightly curled up, the meaning is unclear, "Why do you sleep when you eat?"

"Otherwise you let me out to be my big star?"

Yun Mo: "Dream?"

(End of this chapter)