Erosion Bone Marriage Pet: Hello, Mr. President

Her suitcase was placed next to the two-meter-wide bed. She stepped forward and pushed open the white sliding door. Inside was a ten-square-meter cloakroom filled with ironed suits and shirts.

It seems that he is a meticulous person, and the details of every corner are just right. After exiting the cloakroom, there is a separate bathroom on the left, but the question arises, where should her clothes be placed?

She can't share a room with him, can she?

Then she turned her head and went out, continuing to check the other rooms.

The second bedroom is very simple, with warmer decoration, and still has a large floor-to-ceiling window.

The entire wall of the study room is covered with books, and there is a notebook on the desk with a bright view.

Then, she chose the second bedroom, took her luggage into the second bedroom and put them away one by one, and began to tidy up the whole house.

After tidying up, she saw a lot of coffee beans in the window, and because she didn't know how to grind them, she chose a bag of tea with English written on it and brewed it. She carried the computer to the balcony of the living room to bask in the sun while studying the design drawings.

Although she was in finance, she liked to design beautiful clothes since she was in college, but she stopped studying after a year of college because the tuition was expensive and she couldn't afford it. My experience makes me laugh when I think about it now.

At the same time, my heart is bitter.

In the blink of an eye, it was four o'clock in the afternoon. She put away the computer and opened the refrigerator. There were only some wines with unknown names in it.

It seems that his life is also very bad.

He took the bag and went out, locked the door behind him, quickly followed the route he told him to the supermarket, bought a cookbook, carried a large bag of vegetables, and various seasonings, and returned home slowly.

They are lined up in the refrigerator in the same way, so that they feel like home.

Cooked a few side dishes. He Yunmei usually spends more time cooking when she is at home, and she only knows how to cook some simple side dishes, not Western food at all.

At six o'clock, the sound of opening the door sounded on time.

"You're back." Xia Ningxin came out of the kitchen with a knowing smile on her face, really like a little wife waiting for her husband to come home.

Mo Sicheng's physical and mental exhaustion was washed away at this moment, "Yes." He replied, changing shoes at the entrance.

"Wash your hands, you can eat soon." She said, and then went into the kitchen to cook.

The dishes were brought to the table one after another, and he lazily leaned on the sofa and looked at Finance and Economics.

She glanced at it, and sure enough, people are born to be good-looking, and even a simple gesture can be so attractive. Seeing him fascinated, I really couldn't bear to disturb him. A bowl of clear soup, "It's time to eat."

He turned his head when he heard the sound, got up and sat down at the table, looked at the three dishes and one soup in front of him, there was no chili, and his thin lips were slightly smiling. It seemed that his little wife liked details very much, and then pretended to be careless and slow. drinking soup.

"Well, how does it taste?" Xia Ning asked cautiously, she seldom cooks, and she doesn't know if it suits his taste.

He paused, looked at her, "Very good." Then continued to drink the soup.

very good?How good is good?Confused, she continued to eat.

The meal ended in silence. She had never seen a person who could sit at the dinner table without saying a word and eat so pleasingly. He packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.

Looking at Xia Ningxin who was busy in the kitchen, Mo Sicheng was in a good mood and continued to pay attention to finance and economics.