Raising You This Small Stuff

Wish to come out with a mobile phone.

The moment the door was pushed open, Drew rushed up. But he dared not look at the phone, nervously looking for answers.

May Suo smile slightly, "The cell reset was successful. Abel is no longer a serious problem, congratulations."

Andrew's eyes were red, he let out a long sigh, and tremblingly took the phone. Seeing Abel who was awake in the game, he choked and called Abel. Then turned to face Yuansuo and Mo Yicheng, bowed deeply, "Andrew will do his best wherever it is needed in the future."

May the ropeway: "You are polite."

Afterwards, Andrew went aside to talk to Abel.

Mo Yicheng looked distressedly at Yuan Suo's face pale, the color of Yuan Suo's lips was already pale, and this would be even more bloodless.

Mo Yicheng wiped off the fine sweat beads on the brows of Yisuo's eyebrows, and said softly, "I'm tired, I asked someone to make something, and eat more later."

"Yeah, good." In the morning, I was too nervous to save Abel. I didn't eat much. I was exhausted for a few hours. This would relax my stomach and feel really hungry.

Andrew repeatedly thanked him and took Abel to leave, but he would stay in China for a few more days, and wait until Dudu confirmed that Abel had recovered completely without any abnormal reaction before returning to China.

The table is full of food.

They are the favorites of Yuan Suo, and the dishes were prepared by the chef in advance by Mo Yicheng instructed Kan Ming.

"There are wontons!" Yuan Suo was excited. Mini wontons the size of coins are packed in delicate porcelain bowls, crystal clear, sweet and attractive.

Mo Yicheng said, "Did you say you wanted to eat before going to bed last night?"

"Huh?" Yuan Suo was stunned for a moment. The reaction was that when he was lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, he unintentionally sighed when he swiped the picture, and Mo Yicheng noticed it.

"That's why it's called the kitchen specially..." Mo Yicheng said, his eyes fell on the wonton, the milky white bone broth was decorated with green dots, "...I was careless."

I'm not picky eaters, I can eat almost anything, but I don't like green onion. I don't know the temperament of Wansuo. I just put a lot of green onion in the chicken cake that I sent out. All were eaten, only a dozen green onions were left at the bottom of the bowl.

After that, Mo Yicheng would pay special attention when cooking.

"It's okay. I...I eat chopped green onion, I eat it." As he said, he picked up the spoon to serve the wontons, but was stopped by Mo Yicheng.

"Where did I mention the green onion?" Mo Yicheng said.

Yes... Yes, I'm not arrogant, willing to laugh embarrassedly.

Seeing Mo Yicheng's slender fingers picked up the chopsticks on the table, he picked out all the chopped green onions in the bowl in front of him and placed them on a spare white porcelain plate. He moved carefully because of the soup.

Yuan Suo especially likes when Mo Yicheng is focused and serious, not only because Mo Yicheng has a special charm at this time, but also because it is only this time when Yuan Suo can boldly watch without worrying about being caught. See the forehead from the tip of the hair, the tall nose from the brow peak, the slender neck from the thin lips...

"Okay." Mo Yicheng picked the green onion and put the bowl in front of Yuansuo.

Yuan Suo quickly retracted his gaze, then lowered his head, blushing with guilty conscience, Mo Yicheng...still so good-looking.

Mo Yicheng saw the change in Yuansuo, but he didn't laugh and urged him to eat.

At this moment, Mo Yicheng's other mobile phone in the living room rang, and Mo Yicheng got up to pick it up.

Yuan Suo looked at Mo Yicheng's leaving back, slender and tall, handsome and extraordinary, and sometimes even annoyed that his paintbrush couldn't paint such a charm no matter how hard he tried.

Turning his head, he suddenly saw the emerald green onions picked out by Mo Yicheng in the white porcelain plate.

Gently bit the chopsticks, and heard that Mo Yicheng seemed to be talking to his agent about work, and he probably won’t be back soon. I can’t help but stretch the chopsticks over and put the chopped green onions on the plate. Moved and re-arranged, the last few green onions turned into a small heart shape on the plate.

I wish to watch for myself, and my heart jumped quickly. This world with Mo Yicheng is so warm and full of love. He cherishes this moment and cherishes all the things that Mo Yicheng has done for himself... But when he healed Abel, the level of elf status was already Soaring to 90, this number stared at him almost like an abyss.

He didn't dare to look, didn't want to look, even couldn't think about it, because the dull and painful feeling of being pinched by someone was really uncomfortable...

Just when Yuan Suo was silent in a daze, Mo Yicheng hung up the phone. The agent was calling, saying that Director Li Xilan was planning a new play recently and hoped that he could play the leading role.

This is a very good opportunity. Although Mo Yicheng has appeared in many very high-quality movies before, he still prefers commercial production, and his artistry is still a bit worse.

However, Li Xilan's plays have always been good at the box office and art. If Mo Yicheng can participate in this movie smoothly, it will be very good for his development.

Mo Yicheng returned to the restaurant in a good mood, because he only saw Yuan Suo's back, Mo Yicheng didn't notice the change in Yuan Suo's expression, and only focused on the re-fiddled dinner plate.

Mo Yicheng's mouth moved, suppressing the upward arc, "Why didn't you eat?"

Yuan Suo was startled by the sound that suddenly appeared behind him, and subconsciously wanted to wipe out his "criminal evidence", but the wrist was firmly grasped.

Mo Yicheng hugged him from behind, and encircled the whole wish in his arms, "You did this?"

"I...I..." Yi Su stammered, not knowing how to speak.

Mo Yicheng couldn't wait for him to stammer and give a reason. He pinched his small chin and gently pressed a kiss.

"Dudu's meaning is already so obvious, so naturally I have to express it." After speaking, he took a bite on the lips of Yuan Suo.

Not waiting for a reaction, Mo Yicheng let go of the person in his arms and picked up the white porcelain dinner plate.

I would like to reclaim the sudden shortness of breath. Seeing Mo Yicheng carrying the green onion back to his own behavior, I wondered, what did Mo Yicheng do?

I saw Mo Yicheng picked up the chopsticks and pulled the chopped green onion in the shape of a heart into his bowl in front of the wish.

Huh? Yuan Suo opened his eyes wide in shock, a little unbelievable.

Mo Yicheng stirred the wonton, watching the green onion melt into the soup, a deep feeling of saying no floated between the two people. I can't tell, the way is unknown, but the hearts of the two people become more and more tight at this moment.

"From now on, I will eat all the parts you don't like." Mo Yicheng sent a few wontons into his mouth, eating quite seriously.

Yuan Suo also lowered his head and put a wonton in his mouth. His heart was warm, and his mouth was still a little shy and said: "No need, just eat what Yi Cheng likes."

"Really?" Mo Yicheng lowered his eyes, without expression.

Yuan Suo answered very seriously, "Yes."

"What do you want to eat?"

"En!" Of course, I want to eat what I want, and I can learn to cook home-cooked meals in the future. It will be more convenient to eat then.

"Then if... do you want to eat you?" Mo Yicheng suddenly bullied himself, his deep black eyes dazzling people, like a cheetah aiming at its prey.

I wish the spoon in my hand fell on the table with a clang, with his mouth half open.

"I...I...I don't taste good. Cannibalism is illegal."

Yes, the little thing has now learned to gag and change the subject. Mo Yicheng once again narrowed his encirclement circle forward, and Yuan Suo was so scared that he stuck it on the dining chair.

Mo Yicheng jokingly said, "Dudu read so many little yellow books, I don't even know what this'cannibalism' means?"

"You... how do you know?" Yuan Suo was indeed chased after being pulled into the pit by Suyi Wen. As the saying goes, the door of corruption is as deep as the sea, that... uh... various degrees I have indeed read a lot of articles, so I naturally know how to eat "cannibalism".

Mo Yicheng pretended to be surprised: "Ah, I have always forgotten to tell you that your bank card and account number that are bound to purchase online novels are bound to my email address, and every expenditure will be sent in time. "

In other words, Mo Yicheng always knew about the texts that he bought that just listened to the name? It's real-time follow-up! Ah ah ah ah ah!

Mo Yicheng frowned, and said slowly and cruelly: "There are too many books, and many of them can't be remembered. I only probably remember: "The Domineering President and His Peerless Face Bunny". "The Emperor's Sadistic Love with the Pure Little Guard", "The Male Wife Who Defected", "The Rebirth of the Scum"...

I didn't feel so ashamed at the time, but when Mo Yicheng's deep voice was repeated, I was so ashamed, I wish I would plunge into the wonton bowl at this moment and never come out again!

"Do you want me to continue talking?"

She shook her head like a rattle.

Mo Yicheng asked again: "Do you know what cannibalism means?"

I wish the chick nodded like a peck.

"Then...Is it possible to eat if you want to eat in the future?"

Yuan Suo in order to avoid Mo Yicheng's sharp and fiery eyes. His face was flushed to the side almost bleeding.

"En." Yuan Suo's voice was insignificant.

But at the moment the two were so close, whether it was body or soul, the voice of Yuan Suo seemed clear to his ears.

Mo Yicheng's eyes became more intense.

Yi Suo clenched his fist tightly, breathing quickly. In fact, it’s not that Yuan Suo had never thought of the things "eaten" by Mo Yicheng. Even in a quiet night, I had an indescribable dream. After waking up, I was shy and excited, and Mo Yicheng in the dream Every expression and movement of Cheng was so charming that he almost melted.

Just when Yuan Suo thought that Mo Yicheng would move further, she suddenly felt the pressure above her body suddenly loosened.

Mo Yicheng actually let go of him.

"..."

"Dudu." What Mo Yicheng had to admit was that he was almost out of control just now. The impulsive flame of "cannibalism" rushed to his forehead, burning his limbs, but he endured it only because There is still a problem in his obsession.

Yuan Suo saw Mo Yicheng look so serious and serious, couldn't help straightening his back and asked: "What's the matter?"

Mo Yicheng said: "Let's get married."