She is the world's thousands of styles

Shen Mochuan rushed forward with the crazy hungry wolf, regardless of it, as if all the people around him disappeared.

Lin Dai'er's heart was like a burning cave, which made her cheeks, neck, and ears turn red.

She was really ashamed to see others. She had never been so ashamed in her life.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Mochuan finally let go of Lin Dai'er, successfully leaving several bite marks on the corners of his lips.

He glanced at her without any emotion, and smiled sarcastically, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, making his frosty face even more ruthless.

"Who has better kissing skills, me or Fu Sinian?"

For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to be drawn away.

Lin Dai'er had mixed emotions in her heart, shock, astonishment, and complex emotions of resentment welled up in her heart.

Finally, he gave a bitter smile: "Mr. Shen, do you want to hear the truth, or a lie?"

Shen Mochuan fiddled with her slightly red and swollen moist red lips: "Of course it's the truth."

She stared at Shen Mochuan stubbornly sideways, and said word by word: "I feel dirty."

Why did he kiss her and ask her permission?

A burst of majestic coercion hit the top of the head like a torrential rain, and there was no way to hide, as if the skin could produce substantial acupuncture pain.

She thought Shen Mochuan would be angry and furious.

But Shen Mochuan didn't get angry, but pressed her lips with a little force with his fingertips: "Then you'd better get used to it earlier."

In other words, he would still kiss her in the future.

This sentence made Lin Dai'er more angry than Shen Mochuan's anger. She gritted her teeth angrily, deliberately disgusted him and asked, "Mr. Shen, do you think that a woman who killed her brother in bed has a sense of accomplishment?"

Shen Mochuan didn't respond.

He stood up unhurriedly, buttoning his suit tightly, only revealing his slender neck and slightly protruding sexy Adam's apple, exuding a strong abstinence atmosphere.

If it weren't for the overly conspicuous bite mark on the corner of her mouth, Lin Dai'er would almost have thought that the crazy and presumptuous person just now was just her own illusion.

She unabashedly took out a wet tissue and kept wiping her mouth.

She didn't want to smell like Shen Mochuan, it was disgusting and disgusting.

Shen Mochuan didn't look at her again, but gave an overbearing order that could not be refused: "Let's go!"

Immediately, he strode forward with long legs.

Lin Dai'er was very reluctant, so she chased after her in small steps, and silently followed her back to Yueting Villa.

Xiao Wu bowed respectfully and said apologetically, "Mr. Shen, the nanny is on leave today."

In the past, Shen Mochuan was very busy. He was only in Yancheng for about ten days a month. Even if he was in Yancheng, he mostly stayed at the company, and the days when he returned to the villa were even less.

He is also a person who pays great attention to privacy, so there is only one permanent nanny in the family.

Xiao Wu said again, "If Mr. Shen doesn't mind, I'll be in charge of the dinner for you and Ms. Lin."

"No, you go back first."

Then, Shen Mochuan walked up to Lin Dai'er, and slowly raised his arms.

She looked at him inexplicably: "Mr. Shen, what's the matter?"

Shen Mochuan lowered his eyebrows slightly, but still said politely: "Please help me untie the cuff buttons."

Lin Dai'er complained in her heart: Now he's starting to act like a gentleman and a gentleman.

She reluctantly helped him untie it, and when she touched the exquisite red stone cufflinks, she couldn't put it down.

It's really exquisite, it's like a work of art.No, it was originally a work of art, and it should have come from gem designer Fan Lun.

"If you like it, I will give it to you."

Shen Mochuan's deep male magnetic voice was suppressed from the top of his head, and he always shot generously.

Lin Dai'er immediately put on a disgusted look: "I don't care about it, I think it's dirty!"

He was not angry either, and continued to command her condescendingly to help him take off his suit jacket and take out his slippers.

It made her look like a virtuous little Japanese wife.

Shen Mochuan looked down at Lin Dai'er carefully.

Originally, she was not short, but her frame was slender and soft. She squatted down and looked even thinner, as if she could be lifted up with one hand.

Poor, like a beautiful puppet with a story.

He didn't know what was going on, so he asked abruptly, "Lin Dai'er, do you want to eat?"

In the morning, Lin Dai'er didn't even eat breakfast in order to draw blood, and after another day of tossing, her stomach was already hungry.

However, she still said stiffly, "I'm not hungry."

After finishing speaking, my stomach gurgled with disappointment and sang empty city tricks.

It is especially harsh in the quiet living room, and there is still a lingering sound.

Lin Dai'er blushed and covered her stomach, and she still refused to admit defeat at all verbally: "I know the servant has asked for leave, so don't imagine that I will cook for you, I don't know how to cook."

In fact, she really has no talent for cooking.

Even if grandma, a master cook, taught her herself, she could still stir-fry vegetables into black charcoal, and eggs were so salty that they could kill people.

So she set a goal for herself since she was a child, that her future husband must cook, not to ask for more delicious food, but at least to be able to eat!

Shen Mochuan rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, walked towards the kitchen, and asked coldly, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Lin Dai'er was stunned by his question, and recovered after a while.

She immediately followed Shen Mochuan's pace, and asked in disbelief: "Mr. Shen, aren't you going to cook for yourself?"

Shen Mochuan skillfully opened the frosting, and took out beef, ribs and other vegetables from inside.

He asked blankly, "Can't you?"

"hey-hey."

Lin Daier stood beside her with a smirk, and said sarcastically, "Will you eat dead people? Shall I make a will first?"

Shen Mochuan tilted his head and glanced at her lightly. His eyes were narrow and long, his pupils were black, and there was a cold look inside: "You are too noisy, go to the lobby and stay!"

Her eyes were wide open, her cheeks puffed up: "Mr. Shen, are you sure? Why don't we order takeaway!"

"roll!"

Shen Mochuan's handsome face instantly became cold and sharp, like a cold sword with a menacing edge.

Lin Dai'er touched the tip of her nose timidly, and left in despair.

She sat bored in the lobby, turned on the TV, and read financial reports.

After watching for an hour, Lin Dai'er was really hungry, and under the instigation of curiosity, she sneaked back to the kitchen.

The sun is gradually setting, and the pink dye is splashed in the sky, gradually rendering it, forming a large area of ​​charming splendor.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the top of the man's head, casting a layer of gorgeous soft light on Shen Mochuan's deep and three-dimensional profile, and at the same time falling on his tall and formidable body.

With his slender and fair hands, he skillfully sprinkled chopped green onion into the black chicken soup, which was full of fragrance.

Then, he tilted his head and continued to stir fry the tomato and beef, his every move was as beautiful as a close-up of a movie.

Lin Dai'er felt that everything in front of her eyes was an illusion, she reached out and rubbed her eyes, and opened them again.

Shen Mochuan picked up the spoon to spoon the soup, and took a sip gently.

The hot soup scalded the wound at the corner of his mouth, he frowned, but he didn't know what to think of, his brows gradually relaxed, and a slight warmth appeared on his face.

Is the person in front of you really Shen Mochuan?

That high-ranking, young boss who controls the entire Dark Night Empire, that living Hades who kills and kills resolutely?
Shen Mochuan turned around and found her, and raised his hand to beckon her, like calling a cat or a dog.

"Xiao Dai'er, come and taste it too?"

Lin Dai'er sniffed the fragrance, and kept salivating, her stomach growling even more happily.

In front of the delicious food, she abandoned all her self-esteem and pride, and leaned forward to drink up the soup spoon.

Sweet, fragrant and warm, that wonderful feeling spreads wantonly in the mouth.

Delicious, super delicious!
But on the surface, she still wanted to pretend to be proud, raised her chin and said, "Barely, I can't kill you."

Shen Mochuan was not annoyed, but just raised his hand to rub her black hair, and said quite seriously: "Little thing, you ate my saliva, you will listen to me in the future, you know?"

Lin Dai'er only realized later that she and Shen Mochuan shared a spoon.

Just now she despised him for being dirty, but now she abandons all principles, it's too spineless.

She puffed up her cheeks and was about to get angry when Shen Mochuan took a piece of braised pork ribs from the pot and stuffed it into her mouth: "Taste to see if it's too sweet."

The soft, glutinous and sweet braised pork ribs are just on the lips, this temptation is so great!

She glared at him with her eyes indignantly, but opened her mouth obediently, twirling her pink tongue, and rolled the ribs into her mouth.

Then, there was only one word in her mind.

good to eat!

Omg it was super delicious.

This craftsmanship is not lost to Michelin masters at all. Of course, it is also because she is really hungry.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and those beautiful peach blossom eyes were like peach blossoms blooming, full of vitality.

The words of praise that came to my lips changed their tone again: "It's average, my grandma's cooking is much better than yours."

She didn't want to praise Shen Mochuan, he slapped her and fed her a piece of candy, what was it?

The pent-up anger in Shen Mochuan's heart suddenly dissipated, and a warm current flowed from the tip of his heart.

His mood will also improve a little bit, and he will not pick on Lin Daier's arrogant command: "Go and serve the rice, and then take out the red wine."

"Is there happy fairy water at home? I don't like drinking."

"What happy fairy water?"

"Sprite and Coke, you don't even know this, do you?"

"There is no such junk food at home, and it is not good for your health if you eat it."

Lin Dai'er stuck out her tongue unconvinced: "Forget it, old man."

The movements in Shen Mochuan's hands paused, looked at Lin Dai'er solemnly and asked again: "Do you like drinking?"

She looked at the braised pork ribs in the pot, and nodded seriously: "The braised pork ribs and Happy Immortal Water go together best."

However, she felt that talking to a sophisticated son like Shen Mochuan was like talking to a duck, so she hurriedly went to serve the meal.

If you are not active in cooking, what is the meaning of life?

All grievances are put aside, now she wants to be a happy cook.

After serving the meal, she stood in front of the stove and waited for her favorite braised pork ribs, stir-fried beef with tomatoes, Kung Pao chicken, all the dishes she liked.

Ring Ring Ring!
The doorbell rang untimely.

Shen Mochuan raised his hand and knocked on Lin Dai'er's forehead: "Go and open the door."

Lin Daier stared at the rich dishes, secretly swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and reluctantly ran to open the door.

She was a little surprised when she saw Xiao Wu: "Why are you back?"

Xiao Wu smiled flatteringly and handed the bag to Lin Daier: "Mr. Shen asked me to buy this. I wish you and Mr. Shen a happy meal."

Immediately, he ran away in a hurry, as if he was afraid of disturbing something good.

Lin Daier opened the bag full of puzzlement, and was surprised to find that there were two bottles of happy fairy water inside.