This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 1895 I want to kiss her, why is it so difficult!

  Mo Liangyu unconsciously grasped Ying Feifei’s fingers, and pulled it in front of him to take a look. There was a small red spot on the back of his hand.

   He twisted his thick eyebrows, rubbed his thumb twice, raised his head and asked seriously, "Does it hurt?"

  Ying Feifei did not answer, but looked at him instantly.

  The pain is not painful, but the back of the hand feels hotter!

  It's not that he didn't hold hands with him before. He hadn't healed his foot injury a while ago, and when walking inconveniently, he always used her to hold him.

  But tonight, every time is different from usual!

  His hand-in-hand gesture made Ying Feifei read her gentleness!

  Did she spend too much money and burn her brain? !

  Mo Liangyu lowered his head and blew on the back of her hand. Before Ying Feifei's answer, he raised his eyes suspiciously, "Look at what I'm doing? Are you stupid?"

  The words fell, Ying Feifei quickly withdrew her hand.

  And the tips of her ears and cheeks also climbed into embarrassment red.

  Mo Liangyu squinted at her pretentiously calm appearance, the light in the eyes flashed, and he leaned toward her eagerly, "What are you blushing?"

  Ying Feifei shook her hand and turned the steak in the pot directly onto the stove.

   "Don't make trouble with me here, go to the living room and wait!"

  Ying Feifei said as she pushed him, took the chopsticks and threw the steak back into the pot, feeling up and down.

   Seeing her obviously hurried movements, Mo Liangyu licked the corner of her mouth, directly raised her hand to pinch her chin, and forced Ying Feifei to look at herself, "What are you nervous about? Huh?"

  This woman doesn’t feel like him, right? !

  In response to Feifei's slightly raised tone, his whole heart began to thump.

  This kitchen is not too spacious at first, and it is even more cramped at the moment, making her breathing a little difficult.

  Ying Feifei’s apricot eyes widened, and she took the spatula and gestured in front of him twice, "Which eye of you sees me getting nervous!"

  Mo Liangyu leaned over, pulled the distance between the two again, and said without embarrassment: "Come on, tell me, why are you panicking?"

   "Mo Liangyu!!!"

  Ying Feifei yelled at him angrily, and directly pushed him out of the door, "Get out of here, get out!"

   Pulled by the two of them like this, Mo Liangyu grabbed her wrist maliciously, and with a little force, he pulled the person into his arms, "Is it a guilty conscience to push me away in such a hurry?"

  Ying Feifei is stupid!

  She held the spatula in one hand and propped it on Mo Liangyu's shoulder, while the other hand was pulled by him, and the whole person fell on his chest, and the atmosphere became ambiguous.

  The two eyes face each other, and each other's eyes are clearly reflected in each other's eyes.

  Ying Feifei looked up at him, tightly and motionless.

   And Mo Liangyu's eyes were playful, pulling her arms around her waist, licking the corners of her mouth, bowed her head and kissed her gently on the forehead.

  Ying Feifei was dazed, completely at a loss.

  Mo Liangyu finished kissing, watching her sluggish expression, and kissed again.

  I don’t know what she wiped on her face.

   is not an exaggerated perfume smell, but a faint faint smell, which seems to cleanse his soul.

   Taking advantage of the moment when Ying Feifei did not respond, Mo Liangyu's smile grew thicker, tilted his neck slightly, and pressed her handsome face against her lips.

  And then--

   With a "pop", Ying Feifei's spatula fell off and smashed it impartially on the back of Mo Liangyu's head.

  Mo Liangyu was interrupted again, "..."

  I want to kiss her, why is it so difficult!

  (End of this chapter)