Perfect Pampered Marriage: Good Morning, Hubby

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Mo Yichen returned home and said to Mo Ning, "Lemon, your hobby class has been changed to a painting class."

"Why? I paint very well, so you only need to go to the painting class." Mo Ningmin remembered that he laughed at her during the day and didn't want to bother him.

Few people know that Mo Yichen is not good at painting. Even though Mo Nianchen and Li Shengxia have found him the best teacher, he still has no interest. In comparison, Lemon's talent in this area is simply overwhelming.

"A strawberry tart."

"It's not uncommon, I can't give up my ideals for strawberry tart, I'm going to a taekwondo class!"

"One every day." Mo Yichen added lightly.

Mo Ning looked at him, sure it was not a joke, "Every day?"

"every day."

"Before you laughed at me for being fat! Now you seduce me again!"

"Baby lemon, you are the cutest you are now. How can more than ninety kilograms be related to fat. You are just more material."

"Daddy and Mommy won't let me eat so many strawberry tarts."

"So I came to the rivers and lakes to help, anyway, you can't eat fat."

"You are so complimenting me, there is no good thing." Mole Lemon said, "Don't think that one strawberry **** every day can lure me into fools. I have eaten all the strawberry tarts in the world. You can't be easily tempted."

"Who made the best egg **** in the world?"

"What do you mean? Do you help me make egg tarts every day??"

Mo Lemon has eaten too many strawberry tarts and is very picky about the taste, but she can't make the taste that she wants, but Mo Yichen can make mouthwatering strawberry tarts, even though she has eaten so many strawberry tarts. Still thinking about it after eating his production.

"Yes." Mo Yichen replied.

Almost without thinking!

"There must be a problem with what you promised to be so refreshing. It must not be that simple. I disagree!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"At least two a day!"

"Deal." Mo Yichen smiled lightly.

"Now tell me what I want to do. Brother, what do you want me to do in the painting class? Anyway, your painting is not saved."

"...Remember the girl who asked you to give directions that day?"

"Somewhat familiar, who is she?" Mo Ningm thought for a while, "You let me go to the painting class for her? Brother, has your peach blossom bloomed? Have you given up your Han Jinchu?"

"It's her."

"What are you talking about? She's Han Jinchu!? How familiar is she! She came to Dizhong to go to school? God, isn't she here specifically for you, right?" Mo Mengming suddenly felt that fate was amazing.

"The details are not clear, but her personality still hasn't changed much."

"Bullied again?" Molemon collapsed and stroked his forehead.

"You are a girl, make friends with her, no one by her side dares to bully her."

"It turned out to be me as a flower protector. Well, who made you my brother."

"It's obviously for strawberry tart."

"Don't expose me, we still have family affection."

"I'll keep the strawberry **** secret for you, and you will keep it secret about Han Jinchu."

"Deal! However, the interest class cannot be changed after filling in."

"Don't worry, it's already done for you, just go directly."

"Brother, it turns out that you had planned! I was fooled again!"

"It's just a matter of order, the result is the most important."

"You are so black, I really don't know who you are like! Fortunately, you are my brother. If my boyfriend must be played by you, I still think you are innocent."

"But your brother is not interested in playing tricks."

"Yes, you are only interested in Han Jinchu! Should I be happy for her? Haha."

"Now stop complaining, there will be strawberry tarts."

"I stop! Don't go back on what you say!"

Mo Yichen laughed, this sister, in the future, she will have to find a boyfriend who can make the best egg tarts in the world to cover her.

As soon as Han Jinchu got home, Han's father and stepmother rushed over.

"Jinchu, you girl, you are only coming back now. Hey, you also changed your clothes. It was given by the young master of the Mo family, right? How far have you progressed?"

Han Jinchu flushed his cheeks: "No, this is..."

"Don't hide it from us. Your dad picked you up just now and saw you talking to Young Master Mo's family. At that time, you were still dirty. Don't think you can hide it from us by changing into a similar dress. ."

"That's right, don't hide it from us, let's eat first."

"Dad, Aunt Feng, things are not what you think, I bought the clothes myself."

She had only two changeable clothes in total, and the paint could not be washed off. She could only buy another white shirt. The price was very cheap and the style was very ordinary, but she had an indescribable artistic temperament on her body.

"Where did you get your money?"

"I found a part-time job in a flower shop and paid a month's salary in advance. The remaining money can be used to subsidize the family."

"Let you go hook up with the young master of the Mo family, you will sell me flowers? How much money can you get in a month! Han Jinchu. Are you stupid? The young master has made it clear that he likes you, you just need to stand in front of him. , When the uncooked rice is cooked, I’m afraid that he will fall back on the bill? Even if he does, the Mo family won’t fall back on it! When the time comes, you will not worry about food and clothing, and what the **** will you sell!

"Aunt Feng, he remembers me, just because I still owe him money, he will not give me any more money, nor will I ask for it."

"You are stubborn! You still have wings for you? I spend so much money for you to go to the noble school, you go and sell me flowers!!"

"I will find a way to pay you back the tuition." Han Jinchu said.

"Bad girl, you still talk back!"

"Alright!" Father Han hurriedly pulled Feng Qinlan over, and whispered: "It's no good to force her to be too tight. As long as the young master is interesting to her, other things will come sooner or later, she can subsidize some household first."

Feng Qinlan turned and left.

Han Jinchu returned to his room, took out the newly bought paper and pen and began to draw.

She will hand over the homework to the teacher by next week.

She used her memory to outline Mo Yichen's outline, and after today, she seemed to have a deeper impression of him.

Although he remembered her only because of ten million, but she remembered him, there were too many reasons.

The little figure from ten years ago overlaps with the handsome boy with a long stature now.

Yi Chen, Yi Chen, recalling yesterday and today.

Gradually, his facial features appeared on the drawing paper.

Today, he is very close to her, close at hand, her mind is full of him, lingering.

Beautiful, almost perfect to the extreme handsome.

Breathing close to her will freeze her.

She could hear her heartbeat so close.

He is so good, she is not worthy.

However, like all girls, she also has time to daydream.

She wants to learn to paint, if she can become famous, can she pay him back? She doesn't know, but she can only work hard to achieve it.

Then, she was always beside him now with her head high.

No longer low to dust.

Today, although she started to have bad luck, she was lucky again.

It's finally a good day.

Xia Yichen, see you tomorrow.