MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 83 don't move

  Chapter 83 Don't move around

   "It's okay to help others in the future, don't be impulsive, you have to see if you have the ability, and predict the consequences you will bear. Your full-frequency intuition and passionate way of helping others will only bring you trouble."

  She lowered her eyes slightly to listen to the training, "Okay."

   Today is really impulsive.

  She still wanted to say something, but he changed the topic, "It seems that I can't go to Qingwu Pavilion tonight, I have to trouble Miss Wen to take me home."

   Arriving at the gate of Xi's house, Wen Hua thought about it and decided to send him home.

  Auntie was startled when she saw Xi Mo whose arms were wrapped in gauze, "What's wrong?"

   "I accidentally hurt my hand when I encountered something on the road, it's not serious."

   "Why are you so careless? Let the old man know that you should worry again." Glancing at the person behind him, she paused, "This is Miss Wen, right?"

   "Yes, I'll send him back."

  There was no one in the hall, Xi Mo asked, "Where's grandpa?"

   "I went to Liyuan again, and I guess I won't be back until very late."

   Sending him home, Wen Hua wanted to tell him to leave after a few words.

   "Please prepare dinner, because of me, Miss Wen hasn't eaten yet."

   "Oh good, I'll get ready now, Miss Wen, please sit down first, I'll be there soon."

  Wen Hua: "I'm still..."

   "You've already finished your meal when you go home, why don't you eat something here." The man stayed with the guests calmly.

  Wen Hua had to sit down.

  Sitting and waiting was very boring. Seeing a few magazines on the coffee table, she raised her eyes and asked, "Can I read it?"

"certainly."

  She leaned over and looked through them, and found that they were all boring and obscure financial magazines. She sighed in her heart, the people who manage the company are all the same, and her father is similar.

   Flipping through the pages one by one, she glanced at a certain magazine with a pink cover that was out of place among a bunch of financial magazines. She was curious and pulled it out.

   When I looked at it, I found that it was a fashion magazine. The model on the cover had red lips and white teeth. She was very beautiful and looked familiar. When I saw the name, it was Zhou Shulong.

Ah, I remembered that the new generation Xiaohua Zhou Shulong, because of her pure and sunny appearance, was called the National School Flower by netizens. Her father is a famous director, and she is a proper second-generation star. In the past two years, her reputation and popularity have been very good. It seems that she is well-known quite high.

  Even Xi Mo, who is busy with business, knows it.

Turning to the inside page, I realized that this is not a personal magazine, there are several special editions of celebrities, but Zhou Shulong takes up a lot of space, Wen Wei reads it page by page, and finds that she is quite malleable, this time the magazine photo has made a breakthrough In the past, the pure and harmless image, the **** and charming and the cold and abstinent style were quite successful.

When she turned to a certain page, her eyes froze. The person in the magazine was kneeling on the carpet wearing a tight short skirt. The black silk decorated her slender legs **** and charming. The next is the looming temptation.

   Obviously there is no nudity, but the visual temptation brought by the atmosphere and the eyes of the model is silent.

  Commonly known as sexual tension.

  She looks hot even as a woman, and men definitely have no resistance to such a picture.

   After looking at it for a few seconds, she put the magazine back in its place.

  Xi Mo, who came back from the refrigerator to get water, saw that she hadn't read it, thought she thought those magazines were boring, and suggested: "Want to watch TV?"

  Wen Hua took the water, "Yes."

   Now is the time for the prime time TV broadcast. As soon as the TV is turned on, it will be a youth school drama, and the heroine is Zhou Shulong.

  A girl with a high ponytail and a book endorsing on the playground, with a fair face, clear and pure eyes, and a very youthful image.

  She glanced at the profile of someone watching TV intently, and said, "Do all boys like girls like this?"

  Xi Mo was distracted. Hearing this, his black eyes were focused on the TV. There were so many people on the screen. He didn't know who she was talking about. He caught a glimpse of a girl with a high ponytail, probably it was her.

   Staring at it for a few seconds, he moved his lips, "No."

   Too small white flowers, plain and tasteless.

  Wen Hua’s innocence in high school is different. She is full of color, warm and flourishing, like a rose that grows in the wind in the mountains, tough and gentle, with bones and blood.

  He added, "What I like is not the type, but the feeling."

  Wen Hua nodded.

  Auntie arranged the dishes and ordered: "Young Master, you are injured and I made some plain ones. Don't eat the fish that I made for Miss Wen. Be careful of the wound inflammation these two days."

"good."

   "The dishes look so beautiful. Auntie, you are amazing. The fish looks so appetizing. What kind of fish is it?"

   "The sweet-scented osmanthus fish that was just delivered today is fresh. Miss Wen should eat more."

  Wen Hua curled her lips and smiled, "Okay."

   After taking a sip, the meat was delicate and sweet, and she couldn't help but boast: "It's delicious! I made one myself before, but I'm not good at craftsmanship, so it's not so delicious."

The aunt was very happy when she praised her: "I have been cooking for decades, and I am still very confident in my cooking skills. If you want to eat delicious food in the future, come over anytime, and I will make it for you. Our old man will also cook for you." I often run to your pear orchard."

  Wen Hua chuckled.

  The person across the table lowered his eyebrows and stared at the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus fish for a moment, his expression unclear.

   Lifting his eyes slightly to look at Wen Wei, he used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish for her, but it wasn't enough, so he picked up some vegetables for her.

   Looking at the sudden extra dishes in the bowl, Wen Hua paused, "Thank you."

  After dinner, Xi Mo sent her out. When she went down the steps, she lost her footsteps and almost fell to the ground. The man dragged her back by the arm.

  Back hit the hard wall of flesh, she breathed lightly, then straightened up, but her scalp ached.

   "Don't move around." Ruoyu's deep voice enveloped her from top to bottom.

  He was silent, and with his long fingers, he untied a strand of blue silk hanging from the button of the shirt lightly.

   "Does it hurt?"

  She stood up and shook her head slightly.

   Got into the car and turned on the ignition, but he was still standing beside the car.

   "Go back and rest, pay attention to the wound, don't get infected."

  The man hummed.

  Wen Hua raised the car window and was about to set off, but found that the car couldn't move. After several attempts to no avail, the car window was knocked down, revealing his handsome face.

   "Can't go?"

   "...It was fine just now, I don't know what went wrong."

   "Wait a minute." After saying a word, he walked back.

   When he came out again, the man was driving a Maybach.

  Seeing him, Wen Hua trotted over, "You hurt your hand, you should call me."

   "It's okay." He got out of the car, "The driver at home is not here today, can you drive back by yourself?"

"no problem."

   "I'll have someone send your car to the 4S store later, and you can pick it up when you have time."

   Now that's all there is to it, she nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

  Get in the car and turn on the ignition. She stopped a second before she was about to leave, turned her head and asked, "Give me your bank card number, so I can give you the money when the time comes."

  Xi Mo took out his mobile phone, swiped it a few times and handed it to him.

  Wen Wei took it, stared at the QR code for adding friends on the screen, and then scanned the code to add it with a normal expression.

  (end of this chapter)