Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

The words of the South Lin Mo are clear. That is to say, no matter what time the mousse is doing, even if she is doing something wrong, I will stand on her side. Therefore, the Ou Ge side is destined to be a tragedy.

Ou Mao knew what he meant and nodded.

Because of the move of the banquet on the banquet, the south is simply a refreshing body and mind.

In the company.

Wang Lin stood at his desk for a few minutes, a look of words and words.

In the south, Mo Moshen, a faint sweep of him, said, "Is there something to be done? Something to say, nothing to go out!"

Wang Lin said with a lot of enthusiasm, "There is something, something, but I don't know how to export it."

Hearing the words, the South Lin Mo put down the pen, folded his legs, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at him like a smile, "Would you like me to give you some time, let you think about how to say it again?"

When Wang Lin heard it, he sighed in his heart and could only say quickly. "President, I always think that Lu Suyan is a girl who has a different mind for you."

South Lin Mo eyebrows, "Oh? Other thoughts? What is the mind of other minds?"

Wang Lin bit his teeth and felt that he had some eight shares, but he felt that he would say it in order to have less trouble in the future.

"Lu Suyan frequently asked about the president, I think she likes the president!"

After that, he quickly stood still, and the president’s face did not change, so he was relieved.

It is said that the south is facing Mohang, and the line of sight falls on his knee, and the corner of his lips is at the starting point.

Even Wang Lin can feel things, how can he not notice?

It’s just that he is too lazy to puncture.

After Wang Lin went out, he stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. He looked down on the downstairs and began to reflect on himself.

His temperament has always been cold, and many things have rarely been confusing, which has led many people to think that this has been misunderstood.

Ou Ge is a good example. If he is a bit harsh, it is estimated that there will be no such thing.

In terms of feelings, he is not as good as Xi Mu.

That guy is a smiling face tiger, with a smile on the face, but he can still have two knives in the wind and the light, and he will never fall in the mud.

It was because of his indecisiveness that he was pregnant before going abroad.

Thinking of this, he squeezed his brow.

I will probably change the way I deal with it in the future. I always have such a moth, which is quite torturous.

Because the banquet had torn the European song, Xi Muyan’s mood was so good.

In the past week, when Lin Mo was preparing to go to lunch in the south, Wang Linle ran in.

South Lin Mo frown, just want to reprimand, I heard Wang Lin said, "President, my wife is here!"

The man was first stunned, and the frowning brow stretched out in an instant, and the lips slammed high, and the suit jacket was going to go out.

Wang Lin just wanted to say that the wife had gone upstairs and the glass door in the office was pushed open.

A small figure ran in first, rushed over and hugged his leg, and Xi Muyan came in later.

Today's Xi Muyan wears a particularly simple, light blue jeans, yellow sweater, white canvas shoes, a large wave scattered on weekdays is also tied behind her.

A plain little face doesn't apply powder and looks very young.

South Lin Mo picked up the child and walked quickly to her side, softly, "How come you?"

Xi Muyan turned a blind eye and said with no anger. "How come I don't come? Are you having dinner with the little girl at noon?"

In the south, Mo Yan glanced at Wang Lin. Wang Lin reacted from the smirk to himself as a light bulb. He ran out of the smoke.

"have you eaten?"

Xi Muyan took out the insulated bucket hidden behind him, and hooked his lips. "Eat, boring at home, the company is very stable, free to do nothing, cooking for you."

Hearing the words, the smile on the face of the south is not stiff.

"What's wrong? Don't like it?" asked Xi Muyan.

Nan Lin Mo took the insulated bucket from her hand and walked toward the sofa. He said, "How can you not like it? You personally made lunch and sent it to me. I like it."

"Then you eat quickly, it will not taste good after a while."

Said, Xi Muyan clap his hands on the little princess in the man's arms and said, "Come, baby, Mommy, I want to eat rice."

The little princess obediently let the mummy hold it, and then the little hand rummaged through the drawer under the coffee table.

Upon seeing it, Mora opened another drawer in the south and took out a box of cranberry biscuits from the inside.

Xi Muyan took over and sneered. "Hey, this is for the little girl."

Said, also took a look at the box, the little brow immediately picked up, "Oh, it is still imported from Sweden, not cheap."

The little woman’s sour tone made the south face Mo’s lips.

I don't blame her for thinking too much. He has rarely come to visit people in his office. Even if he comes, he also talks about cooperation. He misses and doesn't come over often, and there are snacks that little girls like to eat. It really makes people think.

He knocked on the head of Xi Muyan and said, "What nonsense? I took the children to the old house last week to see my grandmother. The chopped green onions fell in the car, and I took it."

Xi Muyan’s glance, it is indeed a sign that the chopped green onion often eats.

Open the lid, the south is close to the eyes and look at the food inside, originally hungry, but the appetite is instantaneous.

For so many years together, either he cooks or cooks aunts at home.

Xi Muyan rarely went to the kitchen, but she did not let her cook, but the food she made could not be eaten at all. Even if she gave her a face, she would barely swallow it.

The key is that this woman is completely unconscious, even if she knows that she is not good at eating, she still enjoys it.

You can't imagine the south of Modu, how can someone make the dish so bad?

After looking at it, he decided to start with the omelet.

The omelet is made into a heart shape with a mold, and it looks ok.

Taking a bite, the man suddenly paused, squinting and glanced at the little woman who looked forward to her expression, and swallowed hard.

"I am going to pour a glass of water."

After drinking two cups, I pressed the taste of the dead man.

The fried pork with chili is actually sweet. The key is that the meat is still not cooked.

Fortunately, the rice is cooked, but the water is a little more, a bit like a rice porridge.

After eating a meal, it seems that all the spices have been eaten, and it is hard to drink three glasses of water.

After watching him finish eating, Xi Muyan asked, "How, my husband, my cooking has improved?"

A husband, the heart of the south is not screaming, and the thumbs up against the heart, "there is progress, at least this rice is not sandwiched, very good."

Wen Yan, Xi Muyan, a small face, smiled and blossomed, moved to his side, and then the bird leaned on his shoulder. "Really? Then I will give it to you tomorrow." !"