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Chapter 140 Encounter in the Restaurant(1/3)

Chapter 140 On the day of the encounter in the restaurant, after talking to Jiang Han on the phone, Mo Mi immediately returned to the boss’s chair in front of her desk, hoping to return to the house early to see her beloved woman Xia Cao, and soon actively entered the work state, striving to complete the work of the day before five o'clock in the afternoon.

Before six o'clock, he returned home, opened the door and walked to the hall, and heard a sound coming from the kitchen. He guessed that it must be Xia Cao making dinner. He felt very happy and quietly walked to the door of the kitchen.

It was really Xia Cao who was busy in the kitchen. He looked at her back surrounded by an apron and wanted to call her "wife". He raised his lips and smiled, walked gently behind her, and suddenly blinded her eyes from behind.

"Uh, 7e" His sudden action scared Xia Cao, "You, who are you?"

"..." He didn't say anything, just smiled with his lips pursed.

"Uh, Han, is it you?" Xia Cao frowned and asked in a blurting voice.

"..." Mo Mi still didn't say anything. When she heard that she was guessing that Jiang Han was sweet and joyful, she suddenly felt sore.

"Oh, my mother, it must be you." Xia Cao put down the spoon and touched his hand. He found that his hands were tender and tender. He immediately guessed that it was him, "Haha, my mother, take your hand away quickly, I know it was you."

"Hahahahahahahaha7e" He laughed out loud and slowly let go of his hand. "I thought you would guess it was Han, haha."

"Han's hands are not as smooth as yours." She turned around, looked at his handsome face, and said with a natural smile.

Han’s hand does not have his own hand slip? Xia Cao, how do you understand Han so much?

Thinking of this question, although his handsome face still smiled, his heart was inevitably sour.

"Miss, are you hungry?" Xia Cao asked with concern.

He thought about it, staring at her more and more pretty and charming, and her more feminine face, nodded with certainty, "Well, I'm hungry, very hungry."

"I'm very hungry? I'm still stewing pork rib soup now, and I'll have to wait half an hour before I can eat." Xia Cao said a little apologetically.

"I want to eat now, what should I do?" He suddenly looked like a child who couldn't wait.

"Let's do this, there are Wangwang Snow Cakes in the lobby where fruit is placed. You can eat a few packs of Wangwang Snow Cakes to cushion your stomach first."

"I don't want to eat Wangwang snow cakes. That's something that only children eat, so I don't want to eat it." He still stared at her little face and said with a frown.

Uh, can’t adults eat Wangwang Snow Cake?

Xia Cao complained in his heart and said with a good temper: "I went to the supermarket to buy instant noodles last time, so why not make a pack of instant noodles for you now."

"Xiacao, I don't want to eat Wangwang snow cakes, nor do I want to eat instant noodles."

Uh, didn’t this guy say he was very hungry? Since he was very hungry, why did he still have to be so picky about food? Can’t he just put a little bit of it?

Xia Cao really couldn't understand it. He raised his pretty and cute little face and looked at him in confusion, "If you don't eat Wangwang snow cakes or instant noodles, then what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat you." At this time, he Momo Mi was frank and said that the charming phoenix eyes that could discharge electricity seemed to burn out a scorching fire in an instant, becoming bright, burning, hazy.

"I'm so crazy, what are you talking about?" Xia Cao was familiar with his eyes at this moment, his face turned red and his heart beat, "I, Xia Cao is not something to eat."

"Xia Cao, you are wrong. In my opinion, you are my magic pill. After taking you, I will not be hungry, sick, and will not be random." His voice seemed to be equated with his eyes, with a scorching breath.

"..." Xia Cao was speechless, lowered his head and wondered, when did he become so powerful?

"Xia Cao, you are a magical medicine to detoxify all kinds of poisons." Mo Mi continued to say sweet and beautiful words she had never heard before, and the more she said, the more affectionate he became, "I need you, now, in the future, and in the future." The voice fell, and she quickly kissed her sweet and soft lips...

"Uh, I'm confused..." At that moment, Xia Cao felt like he was being shocked and could not say anything.

Just kissing would not solve Mo Mi's hunger. After kissing her deeply for a while, he immediately hugged her horizontally and walked towards the bedroom with steadily...



At seven o'clock, Jiang Han came back. As soon as he walked into the hall, he smelled the smell and immediately walked towards the kitchen with Xia Cao's name, "Xia Cao... Xia Cao... What's the matter?"

After entering the kitchen, he did not see Xia Cao. He quickly walked to the stove and found that it was stewed pork ribs. He quickly turned off the fire before walking out of the kitchen and heading towards the bedroom.

"Little 7e" was just about to call Xia Cao, but before he could shout "Xia Cao" the word "Xia Cao" was heard from a bedroom that was not closed. His handsome face suddenly became dark.

It was Mo Mi's bedroom, and the sound that made people blush and heartbeat came from his bedroom.

Oh, it turns out that I am back from my mystery. Xia Cao, how anxious are you and him? Do you not even have time to close the door when doing such a thing? Do you know that Jiang Han will come back today, or do you know that I am going back today, deliberately stimulating me? Do you think that I have seen you intimate several times with my own eyes. After being stimulated by you, my heart will not hurt?

Uh, listening to those sounds like magic sounds, he began to think wildly. His head was very painful, his heart was very uncomfortable, his heart was very uncomfortable, his feet, he didn't know whether to move forward or backward, but he just stood coldly and stupidly near the bedroom.

Mo Mi and Xia Cao didn't know that he was back...

"Uh, my fan, the pork ribs stewed in the kitchen are so muddy..."

"Baby Xiacao, if the ribs are muddy, then it will be muddy. At worst, we can go out to eat later..."

"fan……"

"Xia Cao, I love you...Tell me, do you love me?"

"Uh...love, love..." At that moment, Xia Cao seemed to be dazed.

"Haha..." Hearing her answer, Mo Mi smiled happily, "Baby Xiacao, tell me how much you love me."

"Ah, I love it very much..."

"Haha, among me, Han, and Nuo, hehe, among the three of us, the man you love the most is me, right?"

“Uh, yes, yes…”

"Hahaha..." Mo Mi smiled even more happily, and tears flashed in his charming eyes, as if he knew in his heart that when doing such things, women were actually the same as men. They said something that was not reliable and could not be believed in them all, but he just wanted to ask these words to numb himself and deceive himself like this.

He Mo Mi is proud. He cannot tolerate the woman he loves to love other men more than he loves himself. Only in this way can he feel more comfortable. Even if such comfort is not long, it can make him savor for a long time.



Jiang Han heard all their conversations and remembered them in his heart.

His heart, like his face, was so dark and dull, as if it was deep in the dust. "Uh 7e" sighed softly in discomfort, closed his eyes and brewed his emotions for a while, and then he turned around and left step by step with his handsome face...

Xiacao, I love you, I love you very much. I want you to get real happiness that is recognized by people. I think it is time for me to quit and fulfill you and my mystery?

Xiacao, if I had no one, would you think your life would be missing something?

Xia Cao, would you be angry if I leave you?

Xiacao, if I stay by your side, you will get bored of me one day, right?

Xia Cao, I really don’t want to leave you. Even if you get bored with me in advance and even hate me, I don’t want to, but for your happiness, I have to.

Xia Cao, I am lucky to know you and have you.

Xiacao, because of you, I know how to love. It was you, which made me know what love is. It was you, which made me taste the sweet taste of love, who was lonely, cold and ruthless.



When Mo Mi and Xia Cao put on their clothes and walked out of the bedroom, it was already dark, and stars blinked in the air, beautiful and cute, adding a lot of fun to the monotonous and lonely night.

The first thing Xia Cao did when he left the bedroom was to run into the kitchen quickly and find that the fire was closed. Confused instantly emerged in his heart... Huh? Who is the fire? Could it be?

"Uh 7e" She quickly thought of someone, and her clean and beautiful forehead wrinkled with self-blame and worry.

"Can ribs be eaten?" When she was sad, Mo Mi walked in, hugged her slender waist from behind, and asked gently in her ears.

"..." She seemed to have not heard it, and did not answer. She suddenly opened his hand and walked out with a faint frown. "I'll go to the bathroom."

"Haha, go." Mo Mi looked at her back and said happily, "I'll take you to the best restaurant in Mist City for dinner tonight."



Xia Cao lied. When she arrived at the toilet, she did not go to the toilet, but took out her cell phone and dialed a mobile phone number...



A Hummer parked near the dam under the night sky. Looking at it, it was like his master, and was covered in loneliness and sorrow by the stars and moonlight.

Jiang Han was sitting in the car and looked ahead without any expression.

At this moment, he was bored and felt very depressed. If he were normal, he would definitely take out the cool cigarettes, but this night, he did not smoke because he promised Xia Cao that Jiang Han would not smoke anymore in the future. He wanted to live longer and accompany her to grow old and watch the sunset slowly.

There is no cigarette to smoke, and the woman Xia Cao is with her side. Thinking of Mo Mi and Xia Cao in the villa where he has already regarded as a writer, he didn't know where to go for a while, and he really couldn't hold on.

"Uh..." Chen sighed long. He searched through all his pockets before finding a Zhibao lighter related to cigarettes that can interpret the taste of men. He held the steering wheel with one hand and kept playing with the lighter with the other. He watched the warm flame appear and disappear, burning and extinguishing...

As he watched and played, he suddenly felt that love was just a fire, so difficult to catch. If you hug it tightly, it would burn you and extinguish it. If you hug it loosely, it would neglect you and at the same time, it would also be extinguished. No matter how you treat it, it would not seem like a good way.

How should I treat such love? Is it better to let it go?

Just as he was struggling, his cell phone rang...

‘I stood on the roof at dusk and I heard the sound of love coming. The subtle reaction suddenly remembered you. This tacit understanding felt like a mystery…’

Because of his love for her, he had already replaced the incoming ringtone of the bullet sound that he had loved before with the incoming ringtone of her cell phone.

Because he loves her, he will like the music she likes.

Because he loves her, he hopes that he will be like her, and no matter what it is, he can be related to her.

After a while, he took out his cell phone and saw that it was a call from his beloved woman. His heart suddenly jumped up and down... Xia Cao, should I answer your call?

He hesitated for a while, but he answered the phone because it was too cold this night. He wanted to hear her nice voice and warm himself up, "Hey..."

"Han, have you been back?" After he answered the phone, Xia Cao immediately asked this on the other end of the phone.

"...I don't." He hesitated for a second, and he replied with certainty, "Why do you ask this? What happened to the family?"

"Oh, nothing happened at home - Han, have you... really not come back?" Xia Cao was still suspicious.

"Yes, I don't need to lie to you. I told you that I will not lie to you even if I lie to you." He said with a serious smile.

"Han...I believe it." He said this. If Xia Cao didn't believe it, it would definitely hurt his heart again. "Han, where are you now? It's already 8:30, why haven't you come back yet?"
To be continued...
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