The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Demi helps in the room.

Said to help, in fact, can not do anything.

She just cleaned up the house, and after Mo Chengan was in a meeting, she played on the ipad by herself.

The lighting is bright, and the interior atmosphere is warm and clean.

For a long time, the two of them had a tacit understanding without speaking.

Until the moment Mo Chengan's video conference ended, he raised his head and looked at the sofa.

The girl was half lying on the sofa watching a TV series. She was not like the house girl she usually saw on TV, sitting there cross-legged in her pajamas.

On the contrary, there is a very cute and sweet temperament about her body.

Well.

There is one similarity.

There are snacks on the table next to it.

In fact, Demi has always liked to eat snacks, but when she was in Glens Castle, she didn't have much chance.

During that time later, even if she became the daughter of Earl Glens's family, she was very restrained in her daily diet.

On the contrary, in the past two days, Mo Chengan didn't know what happened, so he stuffed her with a lot of snacks.

And tell her that these are prepared by the people below, he doesn't like to eat, and Ah Rui doesn't eat either.

She needs to solve it all.

So Demi's daily routine is to sit on the sofa and eat while watching dramas, in addition to helping to clean the house and tidy up the messy documents.

She wears headphones.

When Mo Chengan approached, Demi didn't notice at all.

It was only after a while that I finally said, "Are you full?"

"Ah?" Demi didn't realize it all at once, she subconsciously turned her head when she heard the voice, saw the man standing behind her, and was stunned for a while.

So he quickly put down the things in his hand and stared at him blankly.

"Duke, you are done."

Mo Chengan slightly raised his eyes, a rare sincere smile appeared on Jun's face.

"Just finished the meeting, take a break."

"Then I'll make you a glass of milk." Demi said as she was about to get up.

Looking at the table, he reckoned that he was also thirsty.

"What am I drinking milk for?"

How could a big man like him drink such a sissy thing.

Demi was speechless.

While speaking, she had already poured the milk, wiped the edges of the glass clean, and the milk was just right in the middle.

Looks like it's been scaled.

"Have a taste?"

When she handed it over, Mo Chengan sat on the sofa, obviously not intending to pick it up.

Demi's hand hung in the air for a long time, and the man's reaction made her somewhat embarrassed.

But after a long time, Mo Chengan didn't respond, so he could only take it back first.

Walked around and stood in front of him.

"If you don't drink milk, you only have plain water, okay?"

Mo Chengan raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly became interested in teasing her, and turned his head to look to the side, "Why are there only these two options, what else?"

"Uh, what else would you like to drink?"

The man just smiled and said nothing.

After a while, she reminded her, "You are my exclusive servant, of course it is up to you to decide the options, I am only responsible for choosing ABCD."

This is not too difficult.

Demi thought for a while and took the initiative to think.

"A milk, B boiled water, C ordinary red and green tea, D carbonated drinks." After she finished speaking, she frowned slightly, "The main thing is that it's a bit late now, coffee and tea are not suitable."

"There's nothing inappropriate, go grind another cup of coffee."

Demi didn't know what to say.

She also specifically emphasized just now that she should not drink coffee and tea at night, but obviously this man didn't listen at all.

Also take the initiative to ask her to change the option.

After thinking about it, he argued with reason.

"There is no such option. Only ABCD. Duke, you just said that you are only responsible for choosing the answer."

Demi directly took back what he just said.

Suddenly there was some obscure smell in the air.

Mo Chengan didn't speak for a long time, but raised his black eyes and looked at her for a moment, as if his eyes were scrutinizing her too much.

But this focused gaze made Demi a little uncertain about the man's mind.

In fact, it was difficult for him to understand Mo Chengan's thoughts now, as if that handsome face looked gloomy now, and seemed a little angry.

But he kept silent and couldn't make up his mind.

Then a little nervous.

The two were still in a stalemate, and Demi couldn't bear the cramped breath on the man's body, so she took the initiative to say, "Tomorrow? I'll grind it for you tomorrow. You can eat whatever flavor you want. It's late today. If you drink After drinking coffee, I might have to work overtime until midnight."

"There is a lot of work to be busy today, and it is indeed possible that it will not be completed."

"That's it. No matter how busy you are, you must pay attention to your body. Your body must come first. Otherwise, if you get sick one day, wouldn't it be more difficult to handle your work."

"En." Mo Chengan's voice was gentle, and he looked at her with an ambiguous look.

"It looks like you're worried about me."

Demi, "!!!"

"Nothing. No, I mean, this worry is not the kind of worry between men and women. After all, you are my master now. Of course I don't want you to catch a cold and get sick and ruin your health."

She was anxious to explain, for fear that the master might misunderstand what she meant.

Then it started to go online again.

You know, what happened between the two of them last night is still lingering in my mind, even if Demi has already denied it, as long as I get closer to Mo Chengan, I will always remember it unconsciously.

As if seeing her nervousness, Mo Chengan stood up on his own initiative.

Once the tall body appeared beside Demi, it felt more oppressive invisibly.

It was almost impossible for Demi to look him in the eye.

Suddenly there was some ambiguity in the air.

Demi looked around, didn't say anything for a long time, but blinked hard, and slowly lowered her head.

It's really that the breath of a man is too cramped, and for some reason, it seems to be getting closer and closer to her invisibly.

It seems that you can smell his breath when you breathe, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Half an hour passed.

Demi's tense body finally relaxed, and she took the initiative to speak.

"That... or just coffee. I'll prepare it right away."

She admits defeat!

Mo Chengan raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the girl circle the sofa in a panic, before finally walking out from behind.

But just halfway there, Mo Chengan stopped him.

"and many more."

Demi stopped subconsciously.

She turned her head and looked at him blankly, as if she didn't understand.

"Forget it, milk is milk. Don't run away."

Mo Chengan waved to him, motioning for her to come back.

Such a sudden change of attitude made Demi a little unbelievable.

She blinked her eyes, and confirmed softly from some distance, "Really?"

"real."

The man stood by and couldn't help but find it funny seeing her earnest confirmation.

But still nodded.

"Sure and sure. You come here first."

"Okay."

Only then did Demi walk back with the milk, and stretched out her hand again to pass it over.

This time.

Mo Chengan raised his eyebrows, and finally took the initiative to take the glass into his hand.

"Milk, fresh. If you don't like it, I can add some sugar for you."

"Add sugar?"

what operation.

He clearly remembered that even Mo Weitian drank milk directly.

"Uh. It's just a little sweeter. The reason why you don't want to drink milk is because it tastes weaker."

"No." Mo Chengan directly denied.

He really doesn't like to drink.

It's not to the extent that I hate it, it's just that I was forced to drink too much when I was a child, so that when I grow up, I have my own ideas and I don't want to drink this stuff.

At that time, he was already an adult, and there were many alternatives for nutritional supplements, so no one would force him to drink milk again.

"You really don't want sugar?"

"No need." Mo Chengan refused righteously.

I thought I was a girl now, what would it look like if I added some sugar.

He still wanted to grind for a while.

According to Demi, who was watching him from the side, he also took the initiative to tell him, "I heated it up a little bit, and let it cool down after a while."

"It's more fishy when it's cold."

Dimak's milk is not processed and seasoned like those in China.

More of them are sent directly from the dairy farm and can be drunk after being pasteurized.

The nutritional value is better than those sold in the market.

"Don't stare at me, I'll drink."

"Okay." Demi was very obedient.

He said not to stare at him, so he didn't look at it.

Then he sat back on the sofa again, but his eyes would involuntarily turn towards Mo Chengan every few seconds.

It seems to be more frequent than ever to confirm whether he really drank milk.

Mo Chengan, "..."

"I said, I will drink."