After being drunk, I won the most fragrant little wolfdog in the world

Chu Rou looked worried. She raised her head and looked at Mo Chi, "Do you think he is mentally ill?"

Seeing her worried look, Mo Chi felt unhappy and asked with a cold face, "You still care about him?"

Chu Rou nodded and shook his head, "I have been with him for five years. His temper occasionally gets a little irritable, but it has never been like this. Although we broke up, I still hope that he will be normal."

Mochi said no more.

Shen Luo wanted to say something more, but his cell phone rang. When he saw the caller, he said to Chu Rou, "It's our mother calling."

Chu Rou waved her hands hurriedly, "Don't talk about being with me, don't mention my affairs."

Shen Luo nodded, answered the phone, said a few words and then hung up.

"Sister, mom asked me to go home for two days, will you come back with me?"

"I won't go back now," Chu Rou refused, "I will go home after a while."

Chu Rou and the three of them stuffed their things into the car.

Mo Chi drove back first.

Chu Rou sent Shen Luo home. After Shen Luo came in, she stopped in front of the house for ten minutes, and finally stepped on the accelerator and left.

When they arrived downstairs at the rental house, Chu Rou had a lot of things in her car. She sent a message to Mo Chi and asked him to come down and help.

After Mo Chi received the news, he felt a little reluctant. How could he, young master Mo, be bossed around by this old woman!

But in the end Mo Chi went down to help.

After all the things were moved, Chu Rou sat on the sofa and gasped.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted that I realized I have so many things."

Mo Chi stood with his hands on his waist and looked at the pile of things in the living room, "Just throw away the useless ones. It's a pile of junk."

"Hey! What are you talking about, brat? Why are my things in tatters?"

Mo Chi brought out two pieces of clothes, curled his lips and said, "Your ex-boyfriend bought you clothes like this? How stingy."

Chu Rou grabbed her clothes and compared them in front of her, "What's wrong with these clothes? I bought them myself."

"Did you buy it yourself?" Mo Chi was stunned for a moment. In his opinion, his girlfriend's bags and clothes should be bought by her boyfriend.

He continued to ask: "You bought your own clothes, so what do you want your boyfriend to do?"

This time it was Chu Rou's turn to be stunned, "Huh? You mean you are looking for a boyfriend to buy things? That's not a relationship, it's about being kept!"

Mo Chi touched his nose. There were indeed many people he knew who supported women. "Isn't it normal for a man to spend money on things for the woman he loves?"

Chu Rou didn't speak anymore. When He Wei was with her, he really didn't feel bad about spending money on her. Even when he bought a house, he only put her name on it.

But so what, he didn't betray her.

After Chu Rou was out of breath, she began to organize her things, and Mo Chi also went back to his room to work on his things.

By the time Chu Rou finished cleaning up, it was already dark.

Thinking of her promise to Mochi to make delicious food tonight, Chu Rou walked to the kitchen to see what else was in the refrigerator.

There are shrimps, fish, meat and vegetables in the refrigerator. It's no problem to make a few dishes. Chu Rou doesn't know much about Mochi's taste yet, so she goes to Mochi's bedroom door and knocks on the door.

Mo Chi was watching the surveillance video in the bar. He touched his chin. No wonder Chu Rou beat the man. It turned out that he was the one who drugged Chu Rou that night.

Chu Rou's skills are good, and it can be seen that her basic skills are solid and she is not a showman.

Hearing the knock on the door, Mo Chi walked over and opened the door.

Chu Rou's smiling face reflected in Mo Chi's eyes, "Baby Mo, can you eat seafood? Can you eat spicy food? Are there any taboos?"

Mo Chi found out, and the old woman called him "Baby Mo" when she was in a good mood, and called him a "stinky boy" when she was in a bad mood!

"I'm allergic to seafood, and there are no other taboos." Mo Chi replied.

"I'm allergic to seafood," Chu Rou frowned. She also wanted to fry some shrimp balls. "You're really unhappy. Okay, I understand. I won't buy seafood in the future."

Chu Rou turned around and went to the kitchen. Mo Chi followed and leaned against the kitchen door, watching Chu Rou put on her apron and start working.

Mo Chi thought of Chu Rou's words last night. He really liked her mature body, liked to eat the food she cooked, and also liked hearing her call him baby.

In fact, the old woman is quite nice.

Chu Rou turned around and saw Mo Chi, and put the potatoes and paring knife in his hands, "Why are you standing there stupidly? Peel the potatoes."

Mo Chi looked at the potatoes and then at the peeling knife. Could he say he didn't know how to do it?

Mochi squatted beside the trash can and tried to peel it.

"Hiss..." Mochi's index finger was cut.

Chu Rou heard the voice and looked over. Mochi's fingers were bleeding. She quickly put down the things in her hands and pulled Mochi to the edge of the pool.

Turn on the faucet and rinse Mochi's hands clean, "Why are you so stupid? You can't even peel potatoes. If you don't know how, you told me that you broke your hands before you pretended to be an elephant."

Mo Chi listened to Chu Rou's words with a dark face. If he wanted to take back what he just said, how could this old woman be any better?

Chu Rou pulled Mo Chi out of the kitchen and asked him to sit down on the sofa in the living room, "Wait while I find the band-aid."

Soon, Chu Rou came out of the room with a band-aid and iodine in her hands.

She sat down next to Mochi, used tweezers to pick out an iodophor cotton ball, held Mochi's injured index finger, and prepared to disinfect him.

A small piece of meat fell off the joint of her index finger. Chu Rou grinned as she looked at it, "Disinfection will be very painful, please bear with it."

Mo Chi said "hmm".

He lowered his eyes and looked at Chu Rou's white and tender hands. Her hands were small and her fingertips were soft.

That night, she used these little hands to play with his little brother, making him unable to hold back and give his first night to her.

Chu Rou threw away the iodophor cotton ball, took out the band-aid, and kept mumbling, "You said you are just like a young man, you can't do anything, how can you find a girlfriend in the future?"

Mentioning the word "young master", Chu Rou couldn't help but think of that night. Although her brain was not very clear under the influence of medicine and alcohol, she still had an impression of physical pleasure.

That "young master" is really good at his job. He must be very profitable. What rich woman wouldn't like this?

It's a pity that he is too expensive. Chu Rou calculated his salary and found that it would be enough to use it once every two years without eating or drinking. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are you sighing?" Mo Chi asked.

Chu Rou smiled "haha" and said, "It's okay. I suddenly feel that my salary is too low. I have to work hard to make money."

"How much is your monthly salary?" Mo Chi looked up at Chu Rou.

"I got about [-] yuan."

Mo Chi raised his eyebrows, "In City C, the salary is not bad."

Chu Rou stood up with the iodophor and sighed again, "Oh! It's so irritating to compare people to each other. What I envy the most is the one who can earn half a million yuan at a time."

Mochi: "What to do once?"