Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

Unexpectedly, she just slept for a while, and things suddenly changed...

Ye Yanmo's methods were indeed vigorous and resolute, and cannot be speculated by common sense——

"What about sir?" Since she has been expelled, it is a foregone conclusion. No matter how nice she says, it won't change anything. She might as well not mention it again. Just read the novel.

"Sir, he went out, but he said he would come back for dinner. Madam, are you hungry? Your husband asked me to stew some tonic soup for you. It is ready now. Can you drink some first?" Butler Lin asked diligently.

What kind of tonic soups are there? The corners of Yin Yanyan's lips twitched. Even if she is still weak, one kind of tonic soup is enough. Why do you have so many kinds of tonic soups? Are you not afraid of giving her a nosebleed? [

Butler Lin was very observant and immediately saw the doubts in Yin Yanyan's heart and smiled: "Madam, don't worry, these kinds of soups are all warming and tonic. They were carefully prepared in the kitchen according to the doctor's instructions. They are absolutely not

There will be problems.”

Yin Yanyan's heart felt warm again, and she sighed softly, could he not treat her so well? This would make her conflict even more serious...

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, there was the sound of a car outside, and Yin Yanyan's heart moved. He was back?

Sure enough, within a moment, Ye Yanmo strode in. When he saw her, his eyes lit up: "Yan Yan, have you eaten?" He casually put his arms around her waist.

Although Yin Yanyan did not shy away from being intimate with him in front of others six years ago, she was not used to it six years later. She brushed his hand away calmly and took two steps forward: "I just woke up and was about to eat."

"Okay, let's eat together." Ye Yanmo's eyes dimmed, but then he smiled slightly, walked to her and pulled her to sit down.

The food had been prepared long ago, and as soon as they sat down, it was served like water.

Six dishes and four soups, all delicious and delicious.

Most of the dishes are her usual favorites, and the soup is also very delicious...

"Mr. Ye, why did you ask them to cook so much soup?" There were only two of them eating at the huge dining table. Yin Yanyan felt slightly uncomfortable and started to find something to say.

Ye Yanmo paused with his fingers holding the chopsticks, and looked at her with a half-smile: "How about calling me Mr. Ye again?"

It was already this kind of relationship, but she still treated Mr. Ye like Mr. Ye, and deliberately put a distance between him and her, making him want to pull her over and spank her.

His voice was a little cold, and Yin Yanyan's heart skipped a beat, and she glared at him: "Then what do you call me? Isn't that what everyone else calls you? Do you want me to imitate someone and call you Brother Ye?" After the last sentence came out, he said

She also had goosebumps all over her body. What bothered her the most was that her brother and sister were disgusting and boring.

Ye Yanmo served her a portion of soup, placed it calmly in front of her, and smiled elegantly: "What did you call me originally?"

Originally she called him Siyu, or simply called him by his first name and surname, calling him Gu Siyu...

She pursed her lips and said, "Isn't that your pseudonym? It's inappropriate to call me that."

"No, that's my nickname." Ye Yanmo said lightly: "So, it doesn't matter what you call me."

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