Deep and intimate love: the president loves hard

The dishes for the two of them were neatly arranged on both sides of the long table. Cao Jiaying was even better at the color and presentation of the dishes.

Everyone waited for Meng Yanxi, who had always had a bad face, to finish tasting before they started to go forward one after another. They subconsciously chose to taste Cao Jiaying's exquisite dishes first, but soon found that it was not very good.

I am used to delicacies from mountains and seas, how can I be overwhelmed by a simple dish?

Suddenly, a thin-waisted woman walked up to Han Yuning's dishes, took a sip and then took a few more, then touched her waist regretfully, feeling sad secretly.

With the first person eating crabs, the second and third one after another began to walk towards the other side of the delicate dishes.

Soon, Cao Jiaying realized something was wrong, and Cao Mocheng stepped forward to taste Shui Yumo's dishes.

Reluctant?

Cao Jiaying clenched her fists tightly, how could this happen?
How can Shui Yumo's mediocre dishes taste better than her exquisite dishes?
She doesn't believe it!

The high-heeled shoes made a loud sound on the shiny floor. Cao Jiaying pulled Cao Mocheng away, then picked up the serving chopsticks and put some potato shreds into the clean small bowl. When the delicate taste of the food touched her taste buds, she endured He couldn't help but look at the few dishes on the plate.

"Did I win?" A doubtful voice came from next to her ear, and Cao Jiaying was startled suddenly, feeling humiliated immediately.

Cao Mocheng realized something was wrong, and immediately pulled her hand, "Jiaying."

"...Brother." The beautiful face was stiff, still showing a beautiful smile.

Cao Jiaying behaved very decently, if Shui Yumo hadn't seen Cao Mocheng's tricks, she would have been fooled by her.

"Brother Yan." A guilty voice came out from the cherry lips, the voice was like a clear spring, Cao Jiaying held her skirt with her hands, and there was mist in her eyes, "Brother Yan, I will work hard, you..."

Before the cold-eyed Meng Yanxi could open her mouth, she quickly walked outside with tears in her eyes. Her stumbling body was so delicate that it made people feel distressed.

Cao Mocheng looked at Shui Yumo who was smiling brightly, his eyes flickered slightly, he turned and chased after him.

Next, everyone wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of praising Shui Yumo to get in touch with Meng Yanxi, but Meng Yanxi directly dragged Shui Yumo into the garden.

It was originally a good banquet and a wonderful queen selection match, but because of Cao Jiaying's impulsiveness, it turned into a two-person match.

Of course, the daughters who were supposed to participate in the competition would not humiliate themselves. After all, Cao Jiaying's reputation as a talented woman is recognized.

And now seeing the talented girl who has been overpowering them go away sadly, they applaud secretly.Of course, he didn't forget to gnash his teeth in his heart, cursing the Xiaolang who stole Meng Yanxi's goods.

"You...can you be gentle!" Shui Yumo struggled to keep up with Meng Yanxi's pace on high heels, her feet were already sore from the heels.

Meng Yanxi stopped impatiently, and said contemptuously: "Your physical strength is really poor!"

Even less than 100 meters, I was already tired and out of breath.

Shui Yumo took a breath helplessly, "Young Master Yan, I'm wearing high heels, and your speed is too fast."

If it was any other woman, she would have twisted her ankle a long time ago, and keeping up with him would be a dream!
Meng Yanxi understood, "Can you still walk?"

Shui Yumo nodded, just as she raised her foot, the place where her ankle rubbed was in unbearable pain.Unable to hold back his mouth, Shui Yumo could only ask for help, "Young Master Yan."

"Delicate!" A light and fluttering sentence.

She is delicate?
Shui Yumo was funny but didn't dare to show it, she could only lower her head to hide her expression.It's been a long time since I wore high heels.Besides, these are nine centimeter shoes!

"Young Master Yan, why do you have such confidence in me?" She directly asked her to abstain from the swimming competition.

Meng Yanxi's face was gloomy, "Don't forget your identity!"

Shui Yumo froze, and Nuo Nuo replied: "Yes, Young Master Yan."

Indeed, she was his woman.

There was an inexplicable soreness in his heart, and Shui Yumo didn't know what happened.

She subconsciously ignored this weird feeling.Maybe it's because she was adopted.

Meng Yanxi frowned, he didn't like this woman's appearance in front of him, so he simply hugged her to sit in the pavilion in the garden.

"Aren't you reconciled?" He raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes shining with overflowing brilliance under the dim light.

"...Yes." Huddled in Meng Yanxi's arms, Shui Yumo bit her lips, her palm-sized face was shrouded in shadows, looking especially pitiful.

Meng Yanxi pinched her chin, and said unhurriedly: "In the future, you will have a chance to show yourself."

"Young Master Yan, that's not what I meant." Showing this word is too harsh, she is not a commodity!
Shui Yumo stubbornly looked up at Meng Yanxi, "That's not what I meant."

Meng Yanxi pouted, "What does it matter?"

Just a word, or...

Seeing her complexion turn sour in an instant, he suddenly understood, and patted her on the head, "I am your collaborator and your man."

"do you understand?"

Or did this woman think that he would treat her as an item, or even give it away when he got tired of playing?

The corners of his lips curled up in disdain, and he looked down to see that the white ankle was slightly red, making him hug him.

"Why didn't you say it was worn out earlier?"

The familiar face caused Meng Yanxi's anger to rise suddenly, Shui Yu looked at him silently, raised his mouth, then lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

This is a master who cannot be messed with.

But he warmed her heart like this, and it's been a long time since anyone treated her like this.

Although it is scolding, it is caring.

Shui Yumo couldn't help laughing, and looked up at him, "It's okay, it's just a little bit worn."

"Really?" Meng Yanxi was annoyed, strong anger burst out from the bottom of his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up in a blink of an eye: "Then you can go and show me."

walk?

Shui Yumo sighed inwardly, how did she provoke this man?
Feeling remorseful in her heart, she should obey him.Furthermore, she actually lowered her vigilance towards a man she had only known for a few days.

Looking at Meng Yanxi with a numb scalp, Shui Yumo lowered his head and pleaded, "Young Master Yan, I was wrong."

"Hmph, what's wrong?" Meng Yanxi pinched her chin with sharp eyes, "Tell me what's wrong with you?"

This woman, who dares to refute him now, will step on him sooner or later if she doesn't train her well.

Shui Yumo pursed her lips, lowered her eyelids, and said in a low voice, "I shouldn't be indifferent... Also, I shouldn't refute you."

Use honorifics.

Meng Yanxi frowned, "I'm not much older than you."

He hates this woman using honorific words to him, is he so terrible?

"Ah?" Shui Yumo was surprised, her mouth was slightly opened, her lips were beautifully shaped, and her lips were moist and moist under the weak light, which made people want to kiss her.

Meng Yanxi followed her own will, bent down, and kissed her alluring and delicious lips.