Your Excellency, I love you!

"Don't you like it when I kiss you?"

"If you don't speak, you agree."

Lifting Manman's chin, Mo Huangnian lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

The one-sided entanglement of lips and tongue, he slowly savored it as if possessing a treasure, holding her face in his hands and locking her kisses frantically, trying his best to absorb everything related to her.

The dense water vapor in the bathroom was also slowly dissipating, the woman's face was still extremely pale, and she was no longer as shy and rosy as when he kissed her in the past, and she would whisper sweetly, calling her husband.

Without a voice, she would never call him again.

Mo Huangnian obviously realized this too, a chord of frustration and powerlessness in his mind was tensed for no reason, the factor of rage was stirring in his blood, and the strength of his kissing her also deepened, almost deep in his throat.

Until there was a knock on the bedroom door, "Sir, madam, dinner is ready."

The man then withdrew from the woman's lips, hugged her and gasped, "Well, I see."

In the restaurant, the servant brought the meal to the table, saw the handsome man approaching with the woman in his arms, and couldn't help asking, "Sir, is your wife feeling well?"

Mo Huangnian pulled out the chair and sat down, letting Qin Manman sit on his lap, "Well, she fell asleep."

"When will the wife wake up? I'll put her food back first, otherwise it will be cold..."

"She won't wake up." Mo Huangnian wrapped Manman's waist with one hand, picked up the chopsticks with the other, "Pour her rice into my bowl, and I'll eat it for her."

The servant was stunned, she couldn't wake up, she looked at Qin Manman who was completely limp on the man's chest, her face was extremely pale, even her lips were pale.

This is clearly...

The servant froze in fright in an instant, his eyes widened, "Sir, madam, she...she is..."

"Bring the bowl here," Mo Huangnian said displeased, "If you don't eat, you will be hungry."

The servant was petrified.

Seeing that she was not moving, Mo Huangnian stretched out his arms to grab the bowl opposite him, causing Manman's head to slam on the edge of the table. His pupils narrowed, and he quickly lowered his hands to rub her head, "I'm sorry, Manman hurts." Doesn't it hurt?"

The servant's face was pale, and he stammered, "Sir...you...are you alright?"

Her first reaction was - he was crazy.

Or she once heard someone say that real lunatics are extremely calm, they have their own world, their own attachments, and their own madness.

Mo Huangnian said lightly, "It's okay, you go and do your work, I want to be alone with Manman."

These years, he spent so little time alone with her that she was full of complaints. She was wronged, and he knew it.

The servant backed away in shock.

Standing in the living room, she saw the man embracing the apparently dead woman, sitting at the dining table and eating as if nothing had happened. The words that the woman babbled in the past that annoyed him finally came from his mouth.

"Manman, the servant fried fungus today, you know I don't like it... But you said fungus is good for your health, I will eat it from now on, can you make me feel less wronged?"

"This eggplant is not as delicious as your frying. There is too much oil. How did you fry it before?"

"Do you like cooking very much? After I finish working these few days, I will start to learn how to cook. We cook every meal by ourselves, and you can sit by the side and watch me cook, okay?"

Mo Huangnian talked and asked tirelessly, even though he knew she would not answer.

What's the matter, he thought lightly, if she won't answer, then he will make the decision for her, anyway, she said that after marriage, she will listen to her husband in everything.