Spoil You All Your Life

The last day of the Lunar New Year, December 31st.

Mo Zimu filled out her marriage registration form and stamped it with a series of official seals such as C University, Street Office, Company, etc., and then handed the form to Shi Zixian and submitted it with his.

The New Year's Day holiday is coming.

On the statutory holidays when most industries are closed, Mo Zimu and all the old employees have been added three days of shifts and held wedding after wedding. The most common record is that a planner runs five times a day. Wedding.

In this way, Shi Zixian took a three-day vacation, and Mo Zimu was very busy for three days, and worked for 11 days without vacation.

On January 3rd, night fell.

Mo Zimu drove back to the General Building, and when he entered the house, he smelled the scent of vegetables. He put the key on the coffee table, turned and smiled and walked into the kitchen.

"Dad~~~"

Shi Zixian was wearing an apron and smiling at Mimi and scratched Mo Zimu's nose with his hands. "For you, my job is not a dad."

"Similar to Dad."

"Why, want to grab my daughter's patent?"

Mo Zimu stretched out his hand and hugged Shi Zixian, "Anyway, she hasn't arrived now. I will try it out for her first, and find out the shortcomings, and immediately correct them, so that she can enjoy the most perfect, considerate, and most advanced dad service."

"Hehe, who will enjoy your patent?" Shi Zixian smiled and poured the soup out of the pot, "Could it be that the madam allows the concubine?"

"Concubine?" Mo Zimu raised his eyebrows, "Master, I advise you to choke this idea in its infancy as soon as possible. As long as I am a concubine, it is impossible for any concubine to get close to you, the enchanting evildoer. Come one, kill one, come two, kill one pair, with your hands up and down, never being soft."

With that, Mo Zimu narrowed his eyes, brought the five fingers of his left hand together, and made a slashing motion.

"Haha." Shi Zixian said, "It seems that the lady is very ambitious."

"Yes, I will create a modern female version of the "Gentle Knife" and use my iron and **** wrist to compose a victory chapter for modern women to defend their love and family."

Shi Zixian raised the corners of his mouth and closed the lid of the soup bowl, "Let's go, take a gentle knife, and have dinner."

"Ok!"

On the table.

Mo Zimu smiled happily, "It feels so good that someone is at home waiting for their return, and someone cooks for themselves."

Shi Zixian smiled, "I don't know when and how long can I taste your cooking."

"Dare you eat it?"

"Dare, why don't you dare, are you afraid that you will murder your husband?"

Mo Zimu chewed on what was in his mouth and said, "Murdering her husband is definitely not possible. Such a good husband is gone. Where can I copy another one, mainly because I don't want you to be a guinea pig."

"Haha." Shi Zixian picked up a little vegetable and put it in Mo Zimu's bowl, "I have been working for so long, so will I take a vacation tomorrow?"

"It doesn't seem to work. There will be weddings tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and there will be one on Sunday the sixth."

Shi Zixian frowned slightly, "Then work for another week?"

"It should be. I haven't done archives for so many days of wedding planning, and the aftermath of each case has not been handled properly. There will be no outfield cases next week, and I will work in the company."

"Working for nineteen days in a row?"

Mo Zimu smiled disapprovingly, "This industry is like this, everyone likes to get married on a festive and auspicious day."

Shi Zixian put down his chopsticks and reached out to rub Mo Zimu's head, "Madam, you have worked hard."

"Haha, it's okay, busyness is only temporary."

Mo Zimu put down his chopsticks, pulled the stool and moved towards Shi Zixian, sitting next to him, "Zixian, sorry, finally you have a normal New Year's Day holiday but I didn't accompany you for a day."

"Hehe, this is not the key." Shi Zixian lowered his forehead and said to Mo Zimu, "The key is that you are too tired."

"Aren't you there?"

Shi Zixian smiled, "Well, I'm tired, so I can rest in my arms."

"Yeah. Let's eat, Zixian's craft seems to have improved again."

After dinner, I thought that Mo Zimu was too tired from work. Shi Zixian urged her to take a bath and rest very early. She was even more considerate and did not do her'homework'. Seeing her sleeping soundly within a few minutes, she felt distressed and her arms would be pregnant. The people in the crowd get closer, pull off their headlamps, and sleep in embrace.

Time was fast, almost blinking, and another week passed.

On January 12, Zhizi and his elder employees finally ushered in their 19-day holiday.

on Saturday.

Mo Zimu was in the quilt, no matter what Shi Zixian called her, he just couldn't afford it.

"Little things... little things..."

Shi Zixian walked to the * side, bent over, "Little things, *have lunch."

Mo Zimu turned his head aside, hummed twice, ignoring Shi Zixian.

"Little thing, it's twelve o'clock, get up."

Mo Zimu pretended not to hear, and continued to sleep.

"Ah."

Shi Zixian chuckled and sat down to the * side, "Pig, sleep for a night and morning, isn't it hungry?"

Mo Zimu still closed his eyes tightly, not thinking about *.

"Xue Rui ignores me, and even our pigs ignore me. Is my charm so discounted?"

Said Shi Zixian's hand slowly went into the quilt. When his hand was about to touch Mo Zimu's old brother, a warm little hand grabbed his wrist.

Mo Zimu closed his eyes and said, "This comrade of the People's Liberation Army, please speak as you please, don't move your hands or feet."

"This general touches his own belongings."

Mo Zimu still closed his eyes and said, "You only have the right to use, not the ownership. The ownership is mine. If you have the ability, you have two more."

Suddenly, Mo Zimu exclaimed.

"Ah~~~"

"Shizixian!"

Mo Zimu opened his eyes and watched the Shizixian who suddenly got into the quilt, his two hands arrogantly rubbed the softness under her pajamas.

"you*!"

Shi Zixian looked at Mo Zimu with a smirk, "I am fully enjoying my right to use it."

"The right to use it is not entirely yours. Okay, I will also give some credit to future family members."

Shi Zixian bowed his head and kissed Mo Zimu's perfect round, "I have not come now, it is my exclusive. Besides, their right to use it is only a few months, do you dare to fight with their Laozi? One by one, get out and stand in the army."

"You corporal punishment, domestic violence."

"One sentence of resistance plus one hour."

Mo Zimu's throat overflowed with a comfortable sigh, "Uh~ they will hate you as a father."

"It's fine if their mother likes me."

Before the voice fell, Shi Zixian stretched out his hand and pulled off the belt of Mo Zimu's nightgown, skillfully peeled off the clothes, and allowed to **** her plumpness...

It wasn't until lunch time had completely passed that the joy and love in the bedroom ceased.

Mo Zimu moved and looked at Shi Zixian who was lying next to him, "I hate it, you obviously told me to *eat, but I ate it* by myself."

"Hehe, isn't it also'eating' on *."

"Then may I ask the major general we hate, are you full?"

"Five points full, if you still have to eat, you should still be able to eat."

Mo Zimu grinned and took a bite of the little strawberry on Shi Zixian's chest, "How long have you been hungry."

Shi Zixian trembled lightly, hugged Mo Zimu's waist, and smiled, "You don't want to think about it. You have been working for 19 days. Seeing you are so tired, we only have two homework and I converge How hard it is."

"You still call convergence?"

"It's quite restrained, the firepower is not fully activated, and there are a lot of things in the ammunition depot."

Mo Zimu jerked, and the fan fist punched Shi Zixian, "I won't tell you, Luk!"

"Madam is hungry?"

Mo Zimu looked at Shi Zixian warily, "You mean the stomach when you say hungry?"

Shi Zixian looked at Mo Zimu solemnly, "Of course, otherwise, where else can I be hungry?"

Seeing Shi Zixian's bad eyes, Mo Zimu shouted from the bottom of his heart, fooled, and went into the pit he dug.

"Oh~~~ I see, the madam meant to blame me for not feeding her just now." Shi Zixian said, turning over and pressing Mo Zimu under him again, "For my husband this time, I will definitely please my wife."

"Hey, Shizixian, I didn't mean that. Hey...well..."

Shizixian, you annoying devil, you are obviously not full, and you insist that I am hungry, army of ruffians!

Family mansion, seven o'clock on Saturday night.

Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu returned to the compound for dinner, and it happened that Mo Dongdong and Fu Xiaoyou also came.

After eating, Mo Zimu looked at his Eniang, suddenly remembered something, and walked to Fu Xiaoyou's side, "Eniang."

"Huh?" Fu Xiaoyou was holding tea in her hand and looked at Mo Zimu for two seconds. "Go to your room and say?"

"it is good."