White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

"Xiao Rou." Mo Fei looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "Do you want a villain?"

"I'm only 22... I can't even think about such a thing now." Chen Yirou picked up her underwear and put it on, her cheeks became hot when she met Mo Fei, so she simply stopped looking at her.

"I sometimes think...it seems nice to have a villain like you." Mo Fei said thoughtfully, pinching Chen Yirou's face.

Chen Yirou put on her hoodie and didn't speak for a long time. She didn't quite understand what Mo Fei meant. Maybe she knew what Mo Fei wanted to express, but she was ashamed to respond.Finally mustered up the courage to lift up his face, and looked at Mo Fei with his mouth flattened, looking miserable and aggrieved.

"Why this expression?" Murphy didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"If I really want... I want to be like you." Chen Yirou blushed again before she finished speaking.

"Whoever told you that you really want it, I'll just mention it casually, so why be serious." Mo Fei picked up Chen Yirou's chin, and took out a wet towel to wipe the lipstick on her face.

Chen Yirou raised her face high, and let Mo Fei take a closer look: "Is there any more?"

Murphy gave her a firm kiss on the lips: "It's gone."

"Where's the neck?" Chen Yirou raised her head.

"It's all wiped clean." Murphy looked around her face, with a smile on his lips.

Chen Yirou suddenly became serious: "What do you think? My mother insists that I take you home during the Chinese New Year, otherwise she will come to City H with my father."

Mo Fei heard this passage just now, and said it easily: "What else can I do, didn't I promise you that I would go home with you? Then go."

Chen Yirou grabbed her hands tightly and looked at her steadily.

"Don't be nervous, put on your pants quickly." Mo Fei picked up his pants and squatted down, letting Chen Yirou step into his pants legs.

There was a knock on the office door.

Chen Yirou panicked immediately, and quickly lifted the waist of her trousers.

Murphy unhurriedly buttoned his coat and raised his voice, "Who?"

"Sister Fei, it's me." Xiaomi pressed the doorknob, and the door was locked from the inside.

Mo Fei closed the door of the lounge, walked to the office room, let Chen Yirou sit on the sofa, took out the makeup mirror to touch up her makeup, and then went to unlock the door.

"Sister Fei, this door..." As soon as Xiaomi came in, she immediately looked around. You must know that Mo Fei never locked the door, and locking the door once in a while would undoubtedly arouse people's curiosity.

Murphy sat upright on the office chair, facing the computer screen, and said casually: "Maybe Manju was accidentally pressed somewhere and locked."

Xiaomi immediately looked at Chen Yirou who was sitting on the sofa, sitting upright, without any documents beside him, unlike what Murphy said, he was here to discuss business.

"Sister Fei, I've printed out the materials you need for the meeting tonight." No matter how curious she was, she was too embarrassed to ask directly. Xiaomi guessed that they were discussing family affairs, which made it sound bad to outsiders.

"Give it to me, thank you." Murphy took it.

"Sister Fei, would you like some coffee?" Xiaomi knew Murphy's habits, and he might feel sleepy in the afternoon.

"Okay, where's Xiaorou? What do you want to drink?" Mo Fei asked Chen Yirou without thinking too much.

Chen Yirou was stunned, just now Mo Fei called her Xiaorou in front of Xiaomi?And asked her what she wanted to drink?

Mo Fei was also taken aback when she heard what she said, she just blurted out out of habit, ignoring Xiaomi on the side.

"I'll just drink water." Chen Yirou lowered her head and pointed to the water dispenser in the corner.

"Okay." Xiaomi looked at Chen Yirou for a while, no matter how she looked at it, she felt shy when she lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes?

It's said that Mo Fei usually doesn't smile at all to his subordinates, and everyone secretly complains that she is a big iceberg, but when she called Xiao Rou just now... how could she smile so sweetly?And the voice is so tactful?Xiaomi has worked beside Mo Fei for many years, and she dare not confirm that it was Murphy just now.

Before Xiaomi exited, she glanced at Murphy's skirt from the corner of her eye. There was a small hole in the stocking. When Murphy asked her to come in, if I remember correctly, it should be intact.

Why is the door locked and the stockings torn?

Xiaomi couldn't connect these two things together, so she went out in a daze.

After that, Chen Yirou was restless for several days. After all, she was afraid that Xiaomi would notice something. When she was at home with Mo Fei on the weekend, she couldn't help but mention this matter when she woke up.

"I'm still afraid that Xiaomi thinks we have a problem with locking the door."

Mo Fei sat in front of the vanity mirror and applied lotion, and smiled at Chen Yirou's nervous face in the mirror: "Even if Xiaomi really thinks we have a problem, so what?"

"Oh." Chen Yirou finished tidying up the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and sighed.

"You, you." Mo Fei went over and scratched the bridge of her nose, laughing at her, "What's there to worry about? Your brows are frowning."

"Aren't you afraid that others will speak ill of you behind your back?" Chen Yirou was just worried, and no matter how much Mo Fei tried to persuade her, it was not effective.

"Since I can't control other people's mouths, it's fine if I don't listen to them." Mo Fei thought that Sister Mantou was still too young to see enough.

"I'm just...unhappy." Chen Yirou pouted, looking at Mo Fei with more and more aggrieved eyes.

"Okay, okay." Murphy hugged her and patted her. "Then let's find something fun to do."

"I'm hungry and I want to eat." Turning grief and anger into appetite is Chen Yirou's life philosophy.

Murphy coaxed her with a good temper: "What do you want to eat?"

"Face." Chen Yirou rubbed against Murphy's shoulder.

"Okay, I'll eat it for you next time." Mo Fei rubbed Chen Yirou's hair.

"Yeah." Chen Yirou didn't doubt Mo Fei's ability to cook noodles.

"After eating the bottom, eat the top, and after eating the back, eat the front." Mo Fei continued solemnly, his hands were not honest, slipped into Chen Yirou's clothes and stretched in, "After eating, have a poached egg, with two dates on the poached egg."

Chen Yirou pushed her away, extremely shy: "You hate it to death."

Mo's mother, who eats melons, happened to pass by the door of their bedroom. After hearing Chen Yirou say that Mo Fei hated her, she rushed in obliged to teach Mo Fei a lesson: "Did you bully our little Rou?"

Mo Fei felt bitter, she shook her head: "No."

"Xiao Rou, tell me." Mom Mo didn't believe her one-sided words.

"Feifei didn't bully me," Chen Yirou said, wanting to tease Mo Fei for a while, "She also said that I will eat next time."

Murphy's face turned red and then turned white. Fortunately, his mother couldn't keep up with the young man's train of thought, so he couldn't figure out whether it was a locator or a verb.

"Next?" Mo's mother's eyes lit up, "Xiaorou, my Feifei is really good to you. I've never eaten her noodles at this age."

Mo Fei rested his forehead with one hand, and slapped his mother with the other: "Mom, stop talking."

"Then what's the matter? To be honest, you don't like to hear it anymore, do you? When did you eat it for me?" The more she refused to let Mo's mother say it, she insisted on saying it.

"Mom..." Murphy almost knelt down and begged his mother to come on, so don't speak so confidently if you are ashamed.

"I want to eat too, let's go down." Mother Mo sent her away.

Mo Fei saw that his mother and Sister Mantou had a happy conversation, and walked to the kitchen lonely.

From afar, I heard Chen Yirou ordering her in the room: "Feifei, remember to add a poached egg to my bowl, and put two jujubes on top."

She knew that Sister Mantou was taking revenge on her indecency, so she kept silent.

"Feifei! Did you hear that! Xiaorou wants to eat poached eggs, and there must be two jujubes on top." Mo's mother was afraid that Mo Fei would not hear, so she repeated it thoughtfully, but Mo Fei didn't answer, so she continued to shout.

"I heard it!" Murphy yelled back, and finally became quiet.

An egg was knocked on the pan, and the egg liquid slowly condensed into white, sizzling.

The more Mo Fei thought about it, the more she felt, why did her steamed bun sister become so listless?But... a girl who is bad seems to be more addictive.

Murphy was frying eggs with a smile on his face.

Jian Xinyan called Yang Huan to her house over the weekend and said that she would cook for her. In fact, the main purpose was to make some reasonable suggestions in her opinion.

Yang Huan came over when she heard that there was something to eat, and after agreeing to be with Jian Xinyan, she couldn't bear Jian Xinyan's hospitality to her.

"Huanhuan." Upon entering the door, Jian Xinyan took her bag and made room for her to change her shoes, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything delicious is fine." Yang Huan changed into her slippers and found that Jian Xinyan had bought her new ones, which were just the right size.

"Then do you want Chinese food or Western food?" Jian Xinyan put on her apron and greeted her with a smile, acting like a waiter in a high-end restaurant.

"You know it?" Yang Huan thought, so why is Jian Xinyan's cooking skills so good?

Jian Xinyan smiled embarrassedly: "No, I used to cook some Western food when I was studying abroad."

Yang Huan lay down on the sofa, angry and funny: "Then you ask me if I want Chinese food or Western food?"

"Didn't I mean to respect you?" Jian Xinyan lay down after her, opening her arms to hug her.

Yang Huan gently pushed her away: "If you cook delicious food, I'll hug you."

Jian Xinyan smiled shyly.

Yang Huan really didn't understand her: "Why do you say you are shy?"

"You just... touched my chest." After Jian Xinyan finished speaking, she bit her lower lip, as shy as a [-]-year-old girl.

Yang Huan was wondering now, Jian Xinyan had never experienced such a big storm, even if he really touched her breasts, would he be so ashamed?

But looking at Jian Xinyan like this is quite interesting, Yang Huan asked her with a suppressed smile, "So?"

"I... like it very much." Jian Xinyan glanced at Yang Huan and smiled.

Yang Huan told himself that he must not laugh, if she was so easy to fool, Jian Xinyan would treat her badly.

"Speaking of business, what do you want to cook?"

"Would you like steak or pasta?" Jian Xinyan said, sticking her body sticky again.

"The steak is ready." Yang Huan hid back, Jian Xinyan's posture didn't look like she was asking her to eat the steak, it was more like she wanted to eat or be eaten.

Jian Xinyan then posted on Yang Huan: "Then do you want sirloin steak or filet steak?"

Yang Huan then stepped back: "Sireng."

"How familiar do you need to be?" Jian Xinyan pressed her every step of the way.

"Eight points?" Yang Huan had nowhere to retreat.

"Would you like mushroom sauce or black pepper sauce?"

Jian Xinyan asked endless questions, so Yang Huan quickly stopped.

"Stop squeezing me, I'm going to fall to the ground."

The author has something to say: Hahahahaha, the more I write, the more fun I get, I laugh out loud while writing

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I can’t understand the joke, I can only say that you are too pure, a good young man with good roots

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Tomorrow I will make more chicken, okay?