My Previous Fraternal Twins

After several unsuccessful attempts, she gave up the idea of struggle.

Instead, he squeezed out a smile of someone who could be fascinated, rubbed his stomach with his hand, smiled pitifully on his face and said, "husband, I'm so hungry..."

"Then eat me." Mo Shichen said angrily.

This woman always likes to make herself inferior, and then put him aside.

"I'm really hungry. I don't believe you." Tang Wanxin continued to pretend to be poor.

She loosened her hands on her stomach, and then her stomach rang at the right time: "Goo Goo Goo..."

Tang Wanxin felt so hungry for the first time.

Mo Shichen thought that Tang Wanxin didn't eat all night and asked the servant to stew chicken soup early. I think it's almost time to stew.

He picked up the woman and said, "I'll pick you up later."

"My husband is so nice." Tang Wanxin immediately showed a successful smile on her face.

Mo Shichen looked at her happy appearance, and the corners of his mouth smiled quietly. He wanted to press the kind he couldn't hold: "just know."

The woman nodded heavily, and then kissed the man hard on the face.

"Hiss..." Mo Shichen took a breath and looked down at a hot place under him. He was helpless.

Then the dishonest woman in her low voice said, "don't move."

Tang Wanxin was stunned.

But she soon realized that she was stiff and didn't dare to move any more, for fear that the man would solve herself on the spot!

Mo Shichen put the woman in front of the washing table, squeezed the toothpaste for her, and then put it on her hand.

As soon as they had washed, Tang Wanxin heard a knock outside the door.

Then came the servant's voice: "young lady, we've come to bring you food."

Hearing this, Tang Wanxin felt chilly in her heart. She quickly said, "aunt, take it down and I'll drink it later."

Before the servant could speak, Mo Shichen went directly to the door, opened the door and brought in the fragrant chicken soup.

Tang Wanxin felt that there was no reason when Mo Shichen opened the door. The man didn't even give himself a chance to leave the room.

He secretly cut the man, then shook his head and threw out all the bad pictures.

When Mo Shichen brought the chicken soup to him, Tang Wanxin swallowed his saliva very disappointingly, and then asked with a beautiful smile: "when did you let your aunt stew the soup? It smells good."

While filling Tang Wanxin with soup, he sneered, "when you're still sleeping."

"What time is it now?" Tang Wanxin asked, feeling some light outside.

"It's already more than seven the next day."

Tang Wan was shocked when he heard what Mo Shichen said, and then rubbed his hands on his stomach: "I've slept so long. No wonder my stomach feels so hungry."

He scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and handed it to Tang Wanxin's mouth: "when you are hungry, drink more while it is hot. My aunt has put a lot of nourishing things here."

Smelling the faint fragrance, Tang Wanxin's stomach suddenly felt more hungry. It was rare that Mo Shichen had time to stay with herself today. Her face was filled with a sweet smile, and then opened her mouth to drink chicken soup.

Looking at Tang Wanxin's delicious food, Mo Shichen's lips couldn't help saying, "slow down. Is there anyone to rob you?"

After a pause, the man said with a low smile: "if you do this, I will mistakenly think how hungry you are..."

"Cough......" Tang Wanxin's hot soup just contained in his mouth suddenly sprayed on Mo Shichen's face, and his hair kept dripping with soup beads.

If she could see it, she would be amused by Mo Shichen's embarrassment at the moment.

When the man saw her coughing, he pulled a few pieces of paper and handed it to her. Then he raised his hand and put it on her back and patted it gently. He was helpless and said, "drink slowly. They all said that no one robbed you. It's all yours."

Tang Wanxin was stunned.

God, Lu, when did this man plant so much? It's clearly because he said some messy words that he choked himself. Now, it's all her fault!

She took the paper to wipe the soup on her mouth, touched her clothes, and they had been sprinkled by the soup. She pretended to be angry and said, "I'll drink it myself."

"The soup is hot!" Mo Shichen took the bowl away.

Then he saw her look like I wouldn't drink if you didn't give me the bowl. He sneered, "since you don't want to drink, I'll pour it all out."

He was about to get up.

Tang Wanxin silently scolded in his heart. Mo Shichen, a loser, then reached out and grabbed his clothes, biting his lips and said, "no, no, I'll drink."

If she doesn't drink such a good soup, she can't hurt her stomach.

With this idea, Tang Wanxin continued to drink the chicken soup that Shi Chen handed to his mouth.

A drink of course, feel at ease appearance, let the man see the face of the smile constantly deepened.

It turned out that Tang Wanxin had such a lovely side. If it weren't for her eye injury, it would be difficult for Mo Shichen to see her.

Looking at a large basin of chicken soup, there was little left. Mo Shichen said, "shall I ask my aunt to get some for you later?"

"Wow." Tang Wanxin said impolitely.

Then she wanted to bite off her tongue. Wouldn't she make a man think he was hungry and thirsty!

Tang Wanxin hesitated and explained, "I don't mean that. I mean, this chicken soup is very good to drink. I think I can let my aunt stew more and let everyone drink more."

"Well, what else do you mean?" Mo Shichen asked meaningfully.

"No, this soup is delicious. I don't know how my aunt made it. You can try it!" Tang Wanxin pretended to change the topic.

Mo Shichen sent the soup to Tang Wanxin's mouth and said with a smile, "OK."

Before Tang Wanxin swallowed the soup, Mo Shichen bowed his head and held her red lips.

With a slight hook on the tip of her tongue, she directly scraped the soup in her mouth into her mouth.

Mo Shichen looked up with satisfaction and said with a smile: "the taste is really good."

Tang Wanxin was stunned. He didn't have time to respond.

When the man's low voice sounded in her ear, she came back.

A touch of hot rose on his face, and the red color looked more attractive.

Mo Shichen couldn't help but bow his head and gently bite on her face. Then he said in a hoarse voice, "I still want to drink. You feed me."

Hearing the man's words, Tang Wanxin's body stiffened, then raised his hand and gently pushed him: "don't make trouble."

"No trouble, you're full, I'm still hungry..."