Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

Thinking of this, Cheng Jia decided to take a risk.

As long as she can please Mo Xiuchen, it doesn't matter if she eats some chili pepper.

Picking up the chopsticks, a gentle smile appeared on her face again, and she said softly: "Xiuchen, don't be angry, I will eat with you."

"Don't force it." Mo Xiuchen didn't look at her, but ate the food gracefully. In fact, he was not sure whether Cheng Jia couldn't eat spicy food, but Cheng Jia had never eaten spicy food in country D for more than two months. However, due to his health, he has never eaten spicy food.

Today, among the table full of extremely spicy Sichuan dishes he ordered, there was only one dish that was not spicy.

And this plate of food was placed in front of him. It was what he had just eaten.

Cheng Jia actually wanted to say just now that he couldn't eat spicy food and she didn't dare to eat spicy food, so it was better to find another restaurant. However, seeing that Mo Xiuchen was unhappy, she didn't dare to say it.

"You don't need to eat much, as long as you don't waste these dishes, just try a little of each." Mo Xiuchen finally raised his eyes to look at her. Seeing that she didn't know where to take off the chopsticks, he raised his handsome eyebrows slightly and simply Put down the chopsticks, pick up the serving chopsticks next to him, and pick up the food for her.

Normally, Cheng Jia would have been moved to tears.

But now, she looked at the vegetables that Mo Xiuchen put into the bowl for her. Before she even ate, she was already sweating on her forehead. She struggled to keep the smile on her face: "Xiuchen, you don't have to put it for me. I'll do it myself." That’s it.”

"It doesn't matter. You can eat as much as I want for you. Don't let me down." A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth, feeling very happy.

From the moment Cheng Jia saw the table full of Sichuan food change his expression slightly, he knew that he was on the right track.

She was really afraid of spicy food, so it was not in vain that he wasted money and ordered a table of Sichuan food for her.

The smile on Cheng Jia's face was still there, but her smile was uglier than crying. She picked up a piece of spicy tripe that Mo Xiuchen had placed on her plate and put it into her mouth. The smile on her face disappeared in an instant. The fair face instantly turned red as if he was drunk, and his eyes were full of tears.

She endured it and swallowed the spicy belly without spitting it out. The burning feeling spread from her throat to her stomach.

"How is the taste?"

Mo Xiuchen saw her forbearance in his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth spread, lighting up that handsome face. With his elegant temperament, he was indescribably handsome and charming.

Cheng Jia saw him smiling and felt that it was all worth it. She quickly smiled brightly and said, "It's delicious."

"It's delicious, then eat more." Mo Xiuchen continued to put vegetables into the bowl in front of her. Until her bowl and plate were filled, he satisfactorily put down his chopsticks and picked up the water glass in front of him to drink. water.

Cheng Jia gritted her teeth and continued eating. Every time she ate a chopstick dish, she felt the burning feeling in her stomach increase. It seemed that what she ate was not a dish but a bomb. When the time came, she would My stomach exploded...

However, the man sitting opposite smiled so charmingly. She had never seen him so happy. At least in the days he was with her, he had never smiled like this. Let alone eat food, just let her die. I am afraid that I am willing to do so.

"Xiuchen, when did you return to China?"

Cheng Jia asked casually as if what was on his mind.

After eating a few chopsticks, her mouth was so numb that she could no longer feel anything. When she spoke, her voice seemed to have changed its tone.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her with tears in her eyes but a smile on her face. He felt it was ridiculous. He knew that she was holding on, but he didn't feel pity for her at all. If the person in front of him had been Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen would He would never let her embarrass him like this.

Thinking of this, a coldness flashed across his eyes, he suppressed a smile, and the look on his eyebrows became indifferent: "I came back yesterday."

"Yesterday? Xiu Chen, did you stay at home last night?"

Cheng Jia hesitated and asked again.

"You eat, and I'll tell you slowly." Mo Xiuchen's narrow eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curved up again. Cheng Jia was seduced by his charming expression and continued to pick up the vegetables and feed them to his mouth. .

Mo Xiuchen leaned back in his chair and said calmly: "When I was dreaming a few days ago, I dreamed of a phone number. When I dialed it, it turned out that the person on the phone was a woman. Yesterday, I went to find her."

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as his words came out, Cheng Jia choked and coughed violently. The spicy food she had eaten made her feel like she wanted to die.

Mo Xiuchen, who was sitting opposite her, was indifferent. He neither brought her water nor patted her back as he cared about Wen Ran. He smiled happily.

Seeing Cheng Jia making a fool of herself or being in pain made Mo Xiuchen feel particularly good.

Cheng Jia coughed for a long time. When he stopped coughing, his eyes were full of tears. He looked extremely pitiful. He just faced the wrong person and couldn't get the slightest pity from him.

"Cheng Jia, why are you so excited?" When Mo Xiuchen looked up at her, he calmed down, his brows were stern, his eyes looked at her coldly, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile. A cold arc.

Cheng Jia's heart skipped a beat.

Her first reaction was that Mo Xiuchen remembered something, or that he already knew what happened in the past, so he just asked her out and ordered a table full of dishes just to mess with her.

When the thought arose, she quickly denied it.

Impossible, even if he remembered a number, even if that number belonged to Wen Ran, even if he went to City C to find Wen Ran, there was no way Wen Ran could tell him.

Not even the people around her would tell Mo Xiuchen.

And Mo Xiuchen had forgotten about Wen Ran. How could he fall in love with her or have a crush on her just by looking at her number or meeting her once.

"Xiu Chen, you just said that you remember a number. Whose phone number is that? Have you found the person?"

Cheng Jia tried hard to hide herself. She told herself that as long as Mo Xiuchen didn't think of the past, she didn't have to be afraid. Therefore, she only showed joy instead of panic.

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, but looked at her with sharp eyes. In an instant, Cheng Jia felt a sense of oppression coming towards her face, and her body froze.

The hand holding the chopsticks tightened: "Xiuchen, why are you looking at me like this?"

After all, she couldn't bear the powerful oppressive aura released by Mo Xiuchen, so her voice was a little nervous.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes fixed on her were deep and unchanging, and his sharpness was not diminished by half. When the resistance in Cheng Jia's heart collapsed little by little, he lightly opened his thin lips and said mockingly: "Cheng Jia, you are acting." The kung fu is so good!”

"Xiuchen, I don't understand what you are saying."

Cheng Jia's heart was shocked, and her beautiful face turned pale.

For a moment, she couldn't think, her mind was completely blank, and only one sentence replayed in her mind, which was what Mo Xiuchen said just now, "Cheng Jia, your acting skills are so good!"