Yan Mo's whole body stiffened and even her movements became slow as he ran over her from behind. On the contrary, Si Ze, smelling the freshness on the tip of his nose and feeling her body temperature, felt extremely satisfied. His hands moved very skillfully, leading her to cut the mango into cubes.
Then, I cut oranges, a fruit that is not easy to eat.
After cutting, Si Ze released his hand from holding hers, but did not move his body back. He immediately put his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder.
Yan Mo was stunned, trying to ignore the breath he exhaled and the strange itch it brought when he sprayed it on her earlobe. She put some of it into the fruit bowl and some into a small bowl.
"Okay." Yan Mo clapped his hands, the meaning was obvious, he could let her go.
Si Ze closed his eyes and said "hmm" and nothing more.
"Let go!" Yan Mo turned his head slightly and glanced at Si Ze. Seeing that he had no intention of separating from her, he could only be patient and remind him.
"don't want."
"I'll make you something delicious." Yan Mo blinked his big eyes and said temptingly.
"No." Si Ze acted like a rogue and refused to let go no matter what.
"Then how can you let it go?"
Si Ze slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yan Mo, who was obviously anxious. He didn't say anything, but just slightly moved his face towards her.
Yan Mo understood instantly, hesitated for a moment, quickly kissed him on the cheek, and said in a low voice:
"That's all right!"
"Kiss me again." Si Ze said shamelessly again.
After giving him a shy glare, Yan Mo turned around, ready to kiss Si Ze on the face again. A sly smile of triumph flashed in Si Ze's eyes, and he deliberately raised his head to receive Yan Mo's kiss with his lips.
After the kiss, Si Ze smiled and let her go with satisfaction. He took two steps back, leaned against the door, and waited quietly.
"Scoundrel." Yan Mo cursed angrily, walked to the refrigerator in the corner, opened it, took out two bottles of stomach-regulating yogurt, and returned to the stove.
Seeing this, Si Ze stepped forward and took the yogurt from her hand, opened the lid easily, and asked:
"How?"
"Pour it in." Yan Mo pointed to the small bowl of fruit, and then, under her instruction, he completed the first plate of fruit salad in his life.
"Let me try it."
Yan Mo smiled and picked up the toothpick beside him, picked up a piece of avocado cube and put it in his mouth.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he praised:
"Si Ze, it's delicious." He took another piece and handed it to Si Ze's mouth:
"Try it too."
Si Ze hesitated, looking at the sticky milky white yogurt on the fruit. He had no appetite at all.
"Believe in yourself. Even though it doesn't look good, it tastes quite good." Yan Mo's eyes sparkled and he nodded with a smile.
Seeing Yan Mo's expectant eyes opposite him, after some struggle, Si Ze finally chose to open his mouth and eat the fruit she handed him in one bite, and his brows immediately frowned even deeper.
How to say it.
He didn't know if it was a problem with his technique or his own taste, but he didn't like the green and sour-sweet taste. However, he didn't want to spoil her fun and swallowed the fruit in his mouth immediately.
“Sweet, huh?”
"Yeah." Si Ze smiled.
"I think it tastes good too." Yan Mo said with a grin, and stuffed a few more mouthfuls into his mouth. Suddenly, his cheeks were bulging, and his lips were stained with white thick yogurt.
Si Ze chuckled and shook his head, pointing to his mouth and telling her that his mouth was stained with yogurt.
Seeing this, Yan Mo was confused.
What does he mean?
Should he ask her to wipe his mouth? But his mouth is very clean!
Seeing Yan Mo staring at him in a daze, Si Ze pointed at his mouth again.
This time she was sure that he must ask her to wipe his mouth.
The young master from a wealthy family was really explaining. He would take a bite of fruit and then wipe his mouth.
Thinking about it, Yan Mo took two steps forward, came to Si Ze, raised his hand, and gently wiped his lips carefully.
Si Ze grabbed her hand that was wiping his mouth. Afraid that she didn't understand, he pointed at her this time, and then at his own lips.
He scratched the back of his head, wasn't he wiping his mouth?
Yan Mo was shocked and suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at Si Ze in disbelief.
Did he want her to kiss him?
She thought it was very likely, so she tentatively pointed at herself and then at Si Ze's mouth.
He thought she understood and nodded.
It was just as she had guessed. Yan Mo lowered his head, feeling conflicted. He asked her to kiss him so blatantly, but she really couldn't bring herself to do it. She felt a little embarrassed.
"Mo Mo." Si Ze shouted in confusion.
Si Ze couldn't understand why she had so many expressions when he just asked her to wipe her mouth.
Forget it, never mind him.
Yan Mo raised his head and glanced at Si Ze. He made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and suddenly hooked his hands around his neck, pulled hard, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him.
Afterwards, Yan Mo immediately took several steps back and said, "That's enough!"
Si Ze was slightly stunned, then came to his senses and explained:
"Momo, there's something white on your mouth."
"Ah!" Yan Mo was stunned. He never expected this result.
She reached out her hand and wiped her mouth in a daze, and her hands were really full of yogurt. At this moment, Yan Mo didn't know where to put his face. It was so embarrassing.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly.
Yan Ming's shouts and increasingly clear footsteps could be heard from outside the kitchen.
Yan Mo's heart began to beat violently, and she felt like she was caught cheating. She immediately covered Si Ze's mouth to prevent him from speaking, and instinctively wanted to hide him.
I quickly looked up and glanced around. The kitchen was clearly visible at a glance, so it was impossible for anyone to be hidden.
"What should I do?" Yan Mo rubbed his fists and walked back and forth anxiously.
Si Ze said silently: "How about I go out?"
Yan Mo shook her head suddenly, remembering that there was a romance drama on TV. She didn't know whether men watched romance dramas or not, but Si Ze felt that they would not watch them.
When Yan Ming arrived at the door, Yan Mo still hadn't thought of a solution.
"Who is it?" Yan Ming asked again vigilantly, approaching the kitchen step by step.
The iron gate was broken by the people brought by Zhang Caifeng. Could it be such a coincidence that a thief came in?
If it were his daughters, they would not close the kitchen door at all. They would call him without him having to say anything.
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Yan Ming picked up the broom at the kitchen door and raised his hand to push the door.
Just then.
The kitchen door suddenly opened from the inside. Yan Mo leaned on the threshold, held the door open, looked at his father and said with a smile:
"Dad, it's me."
Yan Ming glanced strangely at his daughter who was stuck at the door and asked:
"Why didn't you answer me? Are you alone?"
As he spoke, he raised his neck and looked past his daughter into the kitchen.
"Yes." Yan Mo nodded immediately and said firmly.
"But I clearly heard a man's voice?" Yan Ming muttered, then jumped over Yan Mo and looked at the kitchen again.
"Dad, you must have heard it wrong."
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