After the movie, she turned wild after marriage

Chapter 12 Unless You Kiss Me

Unexpectedly, Yue Mo didn't turn the matter over in a face-saving way. Hearing her words, he frowned and said, "The flower cake you ate before getting off the plane today is cranberry flavored."

He didn't seem to be laughing anymore, his brows were a little tight, "Are you really allergic to cranberries?"

Yue Mo's tone suddenly became serious, and there seemed to be a faint air-conditioning around him, and Du Qian was frightened by his changes, as if the conditioned reflex from many, many years ago came back.

"No." Duqian lay on the table with frustration written all over his face, wiped his face and buried it in his arms, "I lied to you."

Only then did Yue Mo loosen her brows, and her face returned to normal.

"Then why didn't you eat?" The smile in Yue Mo's eyes finally came back.

He looked at the little ball lying on the table, and couldn't help but want to tease it.

"It's because it doesn't taste like chocolate, and it's not because I'm angry with you." Du Qian said it almost mechanically, with his face in the crook of his arms making his voice a bit inaudible.

life is not easy...

The smile in the man's eyes turned into the curvature of his lips, and he became more and more wanton, "Really? I don't believe it, unless you kiss me."

"Yue Mo!" Du Qian raised her head "swish", looked at him with a cold face, all the anger and embarrassment in her eyes pointed at him.

Yuemo knows how to get ahead, and also knows how to accept when things are good.

He suddenly felt that what Du Sheng said was right, she was like a cat, very coaxable.

He raised his eyes to look at her, and saw the girl's round almond eyes filled with anger, and her puffy face was a little cute, but it looked like the puffer fish that Du Sheng had experimented with a long, long time ago.

He remembered that the puffer fish was discouraged after Du Sheng poked it with a needle.

Yue Mo suddenly raised his hand and poked her face.

Du Qian was taken aback by his inexplicable action, and then bit his hand without hesitation.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, or if he couldn't draw his hand enough, but he was actually bitten by her.

He has always loved clean, dry hands with a faint scent of lemon, which should be the smell of hand sanitizer.

He opened his mouth with the intention of not biting it, but now he didn't know what to do, he met his burning gaze, and his magnetic voice seemed to be provoking someone's heart: "Qianqian, let go. "

Hearing his tone like talking to a dog, Du Qian became even more annoyed.

She won't let go!
The man still smiled warmly, and sighed helplessly, "Dirty."

Du Qian was a little embarrassed to be looked at by him, and after adding these words, just as she was about to let go, the finger in her mouth suddenly curled up and pressed against her tongue.

Du Qian's face turned crimson in an instant, and she immediately let go of him.

The owner of the shop just now happened to be walking behind the clerk who was carrying the hot pot. Naturally, having witnessed this scene, he couldn't help but joked: "The food hasn't been served yet, why did you eat it?"

Duqian's face... turned redder.

Yuemo smiled, got up and left the seat, and came back after a while, with an extra glass of water in her hand, put it in front of Duqian, "gargle."

Du Qian curled her lips, biting her mouth... At this time, she shouted to rinse her mouth.

In order to avoid unnecessary disputes, Du Qian obediently rinsed his mouth.

Seeing this, Yue Mo stopped looking, and poured some fat beef into the hot pot, "Don't do this again next time."

"Obviously you did it first." Du Qian pouted while staring at Yue Mo's churning pot.

Yue Mo smiled: "You will bite my finger if I do it first?"

"It's biting! It's not Han!" I have to say it like this... amorous.

She eagerly argued, but seeing the curvature of his mouth became more and more flamboyant, she was immediately discouraged.

He obviously did it on purpose.

"Zhai Fei told me to control your body well." As he spoke, he put a piece of freshly fished, crisp and delicious lettuce in her bowl.

Duqian made a bitter face, "I, I can exercise."

Yue Mo didn't make a sound, took another chopsticks of fat beef in her bowl, and said with a smile: "I think there is nothing wrong with being fat, but being too thin is harmful to the body."

It's really good to suppress first and then raise.

Duqian slandered silently in her heart, but still couldn't help but raised her lips, picked up the piece of fat cow and put it into her mouth, and said vaguely: "Hey, what you said, if something goes wrong with me, Zhai Fei Scolded, you have to bear it for me."

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Du Qian picked up the coriander she had just planted, cast her gaze into her bowl, and pouted.

After eating a meal for more than half an hour, there was no communication between the two of them, but she also accepted the dishes brought by Yue Mo, and there was basically no unnecessary communication after saying thank you twice from time to time.

The guests who were several tables away from them suddenly started arguing in English.

Duqian looked back curiously. Since they landed, the people around them all spoke Spanish, and she couldn't understand a word, so that she felt a little kind when she heard English now.

She lowered her head and took a bite of the chicken feet, but quietly focused on that.

"Why! You tell me why the ones they eat aren't on the menu?" The man spoke English and sounded depressed and angry.

Du Qian wanted to laugh, but she did.

"Wait a minute, sir, do you mean that you also want the meals of the two guests over there?" The owner pulled the waiter away and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I don't think you should have a hidden menu, and it's only open to Chinese people!"

Duqian laughed even more wildly. These are just a few home-cooked dishes in China, and they don't quite meet the tastes of foreigners abroad. In addition, this is a hot pot restaurant, so there is no such thing on the menu.

"Are you full?" Yue Mo asked suddenly.

Du Qian took a sip of water and stood up: "I'm full, I'm full."

Yue Mo nodded: "Let's go, the plane arranged by the program group is five hours later, go back and have a rest."

Duqian stood up first, and was about to go out, but suddenly stopped and looked at Yuemo: "Are you paying?"

"Well, don't run around." He signaled the waiter to come over, and went to see Duqian after paying the bill, and found that she was next to the customer who was talking to the store manager just now.

Both of them had smiles on their faces and seemed to be having a good time.

As he approached, he heard Du Qian smiling and saying to the man in English: "Next time you can tell the waiter, I want'Chinese home cooking'."

The man looked at her suspiciously, "Really?"

Du Qian gave him a firm look and gave him a thumbs up.

Yue Mo was standing behind her, Du Qian caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, and immediately stood up straight.

"Going away?" he asked.

Duqian nodded: "Let's go."

After leaving the store, a gust of cold air hits the face.

Du Qian stretched out his hand to pull up the collar of his coat, and when he suddenly wondered if Yue Mo's open coat would be very cold, the man's deep voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Qianqian, if you want to ask anything, just ask."

Du Qian was stunned, staring down at her toes without making a sound.

　Buddhist begging tickets

　　
　
(End of this chapter)