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He Wan blushed as she accepted the popular science lecture from Uncle Hat. When she was finally terminated by the program crew and had to pay compensation, her eyes involuntarily fell on Shen Wuxu, who was chatting and laughing with the villagers.

That person was always as calm as a chrysanthemum, and even when he watched her leave, he still smiled and waved gently...

At the same time, after ensuring that Lu Mingyuan was on the yacht, Lin Moheng officially announced it to Meng Jiao on Weibo.

They also informed everyone through the live broadcast that they would be leaving the island tomorrow and would no longer participate in the subsequent recording.

At this time, Lu Mingyuan, who was completely unaware of the situation, was trying hard to pursue his wife after forwarding the promotional post of "Heart-beating Twenty Years Old".

When Meng Jiao curled up in bed after the live broadcast that night, she wondered whether she should tell her grandfather when she left the island tomorrow.

Lin Moheng quietly opened the door with warm milk in his hand.

"Wife, my scene will take another half a month to shoot. Can your husband take you to rest for a few days? I bought a small villa nearby before, and I plan to find someone to clean it up."

The hand that was about to make the call paused. Meng Jiao thought about it and it was not impossible. She could play here for a few days. Her brother seemed to be coming back in two days, so she could visit him at his company before he started filming.

Recently, because she was tired of listening to Lin Moheng's complaints every day, she told him to shut down the system. If she could hear her now, she would find that plans cannot keep up with changes...

At dawn, the orange-red sun slowly rose from the sea level, and the cruise ship began to return under the instructions of the director team.

Meng Jiao was picked up while she was dazed. After smelling a familiar scent, she was wrapped in the quilt and fell asleep without caring about anything else.

The assistant carefully helped the two people push their suitcases to the first floor of the villa. After watching them go upstairs, he turned around and went out and gently closed the door.

Who understands? With the way their brother Lu protects his wife so desperately, he may have to ask his sister-in-law for his salary in the future.

After adjusting the temperature and humidifier, Lin Moheng turned off their cell phones, and smoothly crawled into Meng Jiao's arms, sighing comfortably.

Her neck was rubbed and it was itchy. Meng Jiao thought it was DD in her sleep, so she reached out and pulled the person into her arms, patting him with her other hand.

"Be good, DD, stop making trouble and let me sleep a little longer."

The atmosphere was too cozy, and Lin Moheng was gradually becoming sleepy as well, so he simply buried himself in her arms and took a nap.

Lu Mingyuan successfully helped Shu Wenxin to untie her knot over a dinner. After the two of them let go in the second half, it was simply a confrontation between familiar faces, something that even some directors wouldn't dare to broadcast, and in the end, they even removed the hidden camera.

You have to know that as Shu Wenxin's fan leader for several years, Lu Mingyuan has dug up almost all the negative information about the actresses who had criticized her during her time.

The two of them always chatted privately before, and whenever Shu Wenxin was unhappy, he would chat with "her" for a few words.

Well, the two of them haven't made any progress not only because Lu Mingyuan doesn't have the courage, but also probably because he's stupid and has been lying that he's a woman.

When the two returned to the villa, Lu Mingyuan went straight to Meng Jiao's cabin, wanting to share the good news with them.

But no one came to the door after he knocked for a long time. No one answered the phone either. A staff member passed by and reminded him that they had left early in the morning to catch a flight.

When Lu Mingyuan heard this, he was stunned. With a dry throat, he called his old father.

"Dad, Sao Rui~ let that boy run away with Jiao Jiao..."

The bed was so comfortable that Meng Jiao stayed there until noon before she woke up completely. She opened her eyes and looked at the environment in front of her. Her brain briefly buffered for two or three seconds.

She had some recollection of what happened in the morning, but what about Lin Moheng?

Thinking of this, she got up from the bed, put on the slippers in her size placed beside the bed, and walked out.

In the kitchen on the first floor, Lin Moheng heard the door open and quickly picked up the spatula beside him.

Meng Jiao, who saw this scene after leaving the room, stretched out her body leisurely, leaned lazily on the handrail of the stairs, looked down at someone downstairs, and opened her heart to him.

[Hmm? Why isn't my wife coming down yet? I looked in the mirror. My muscles look the best from this angle. I'm wearing an apron, and I look like a married woman~ Hehe]

Seeing someone changing his movements several times in one minute, Meng Jiao couldn't help but chuckle as she walked down the stairs.

"Baby, you're cooking without turning on the stove..."

Hearing this, Lin Moheng froze for a moment, then put down the spatula and covered his face with his hands.

[Ahhh! How embarrassing! I just said I forgot something. My wife must think I’m stupid now. Will she think he’s just pretending? Well, he’s just a loser who can’t even seduce his wife.]

"I, I just forgot~"

Hearing his inner voice, Meng Jiao stepped closer, wondering how this man could become so cute now. Her ears turned red, and her neck also turned red because of embarrassment, making the mole on her collarbone more obvious.

Standing on tiptoe, he took away his hands that were covering his eyes. Lin Moheng's narrow and long eyes were red at the corners, and he explained with his hands clasped like a child.

"Honey, I can cook. I really just wanted to...well, I saw on the show that you liked it so I wanted to try it, but I seem to have messed it up. I'm sorry."

Looking closer, Lin Moheng's thin muscles, which he had trained for many years from filming, were too tight and well-proportioned.

Meng Jiao couldn't help but stretch out her hand, and the warmth of her fingertips brushed across the slightly cool skin, causing Lin Moheng to subconsciously exert force, and the muscle lines became more obvious.

"No, I really like you, especially you, I like you the most..."

Hearing this, Lin Moheng looked up in surprise and pressed down the rebellious little hand.

"Really? Honey, you're not angry?"

"Pa" Meng Jiao slapped his hand away from trying to stop her from touching him, and threatened him deliberately.

"I'm angry. If you don't let me touch you, I'll be even angrier."

Lin Moheng laughed, and he could tell that she was doing it on purpose, because her unbridled little hands made his body tense up more and more.

With red eyes, he tilted his head to look at the kitchen counter next to him, and with heavier breathing, he picked her up and put her on it.

He placed his hands on either side of her, covering her with his body, and leaned over to touch her nose.

"Touch me, my wife, you can do anything to me today."

The size difference made Meng Jiao feel like a pea in a pod for a moment. Before she could react, her nose was already filled with the minty scent he exhaled.

In a daze, he guided her hand again, touching her chest and across her abdomen.

"Honey, can I kiss you when you touch me?"

In the two seconds that Meng Jiao was stunned by these words, someone had already led her hand to the waist of the trousers that she had deliberately worn for posing.

The simple buckle gave off a slight chill. Without further hesitation, the little hand deftly hooked it open and reached inside.

"The two don't conflict, baby."

Unable to suppress his imagination of the last time he got drunk, Lin Moheng groaned and knocked his head against Meng Jiao's shoulder, and began to kiss her fair neck.

"Wife, you bully me."