Zhao Mosheng woke up in the early morning and couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhao Shucheng lying beside him.

Looking at Zhao Shucheng who was still sleeping, he lowered his eyes, raised his fingers, and stroked Zhao Shucheng's heart. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes, as if he wanted to engrave his name in Zhao Shucheng's heart.

Zhao Shucheng woke up when Zhao Mosheng first started writing, but as Zhao Mosheng's movements did not stop, he couldn't help but grab Zhao Mosheng's restless hand.

"Woman, have you ever thought about the consequences when you torture me like this?"

Zhao Mosheng seemed to be shocked, subconsciously trying to escape, but he couldn't break free from Zhao Shucheng's hand.

"Brother Ying, let go of me, I'm going to get up and make breakfast."

"The breakfast is placed in front of you, so there is no need to prepare it specifically."

Zhao Mosheng was stunned for a moment, and soon realized what Zhao Shucheng was saying. He couldn't help but lower his head and blush, saying, "Isn't it okay?"

Seeing Zhao Shucheng let go of herself, she quickly started to put on her clothes in a hurry. Seeing Zhao Mosheng as being so disorganized, Zhao Shucheng grabbed her and said, "Can you be more steady? The buttons are wrong."

"Ah?" Zhao Mosheng lowered his head and saw Zhao Shucheng's fingers slowly buttoning her again. The embarrassment that was temporarily ignored because of shyness once again surged into her heart, and her face turned red.

Although everything that should have happened last night and the two of them have been honest, it was night after all, but now it is morning.

When Zhao Shucheng let go of Zhao Mosheng's clothes, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air. Zhao Mosheng seemed to be unable to bear such an atmosphere and quickly fled out, as if he had been chasing the prey.

Zhao Shucheng couldn't help but chuckled, and then got up and started to wear clothes and wash.

After Zhao Shucheng came out, Zhao Mosheng lowered his head and said, "Brother Ying, breakfast will take a while."

"It's okay, I'll do it for you."

As he said that, Zhao Shucheng walked to Zhao Mosheng's side, surrounded Zhao Mosheng's waist from behind, and the two of them stood in front of the stove and began to stir up breakfast.

When Zhao Mosheng turned around and was about to say something to Zhao Shucheng, he was caught off guard by a kiss and blocked the words he was about to speak.

"You seduce me!"

Zhao Mosheng opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Shucheng, as if he couldn't believe that the words just now came out of Zhao Shucheng's mouth.

"Where do I have it?"

"I said no, then why are you looking back and asking me for a kiss?"

Zhao Mosheng smiled angrily and said, "No, I, I want to ask you if breakfast is ready."

"Now, let's go for a meal."

Zhao Mosheng could only follow Zhao Shucheng's command and no longer cared about the "dispute" between the two people just now.

Perhaps it was because the relationship between the two people had made substantial progress, or perhaps it was because of the fusion of negative distances between them, as if they were all merged from the body to the soul, or because Zhao Shucheng was Zhao Mosheng's first man, Zhao Mosheng really had an inexplicable strong dependence and intimacy with Zhao Shucheng now.

However, when Zhao Mosheng was about to visit and go to work with things, he suddenly thought of something. When he came to the bed, he lifted the quilt and saw plum blossoms on the sheets.

She couldn't help but blushed and quickly pulled off the bed sheet and replaced it with a new one. She looked at the old bed sheet and couldn't help but hesitate. This was her first time after all, should she keep it?

When Zhao Shucheng heard her call her to hurry up, Zhao Mosheng stuffed the bed sheet directly into the cloakroom, and then hurriedly walked out with his bag.

In the afternoon, Zhao Shucheng was talking to employees in the office, and suddenly his phone rang. There was a short message sent by Zhao Mosheng.

"Brother Ying, what will we eat tonight?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled when he saw the message from Zhao Mosheng. Zhao Mosheng never took the initiative to ask about this matter. Unexpectedly, after a night, he seemed to have become a different person.

In fact, Zhao Shucheng rarely sends text messages, most of them contact each other by phone. Moreover, when Zhao Shucheng went to college, he was only the eldest brother and his mobile phone did not enter the country. After he arrived in the Ugly Kingdom, because he was not familiar with the place, although text messages had become popular there, Zhao Shucheng was busy working and starting a business and had no contacts. After his work was on track, Zhao Shucheng had become the president of INSO and had his own secretary and assistant. Some people's contacts came through them, so naturally he didn't have to reply to messages by himself.

Moreover, Zhao Shucheng was really busy at that time and had no time to type on his phone word by word. Usually, he would call him back, and slowly, not many people sent messages.

After Zhao Shucheng traveled through time, he became even less used to sending messages. After all, he had long been used to chatting with online chat software, or even video conversations, and text messages were rarely used. Although after traveling through time, due to different time periods, Zhao Shucheng's most commonly used contact is telephone contact, which is convenient and fast, and there will be no delay in delivering messages.

However, at this moment, Zhao Shucheng rarely missed the time when sending text messages, so he typed word by word and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Mosheng saw Zhao Shucheng's reply, with a smile on his face and replied: "Is it okay for us to eat at home?"

"good!"

"Then I'll cook today!"

Zhao Shucheng was stunned for a moment. He remembered that when he was in the Ugly Kingdom, Zhao Mosheng had not cooked, but the taste was not very bad, and he could only be considered as swallowing. But it was really unreasonable to say that it was delicious.

"Are you sure?"

When Zhao Mosheng saw the message sent by Zhao Shucheng, he immediately replied with guilt: "I looked at the recipe and it should be fine."

"Okay!" Zhao Shucheng didn't want to dampen Zhao Mosheng's enthusiasm. She was indeed okay in stewing soup before, but because stewing soup doesn't require superb cooking skills, as long as you add ingredients to the textbook, there will basically be no big problems.

But stir-frying is different from stewing soup. Stewing soup is a slow-fired thing, while stir-frying requires quick stir-frying, and you need to master a certain heat and cooking skills. Maybe just because you don’t pay attention for a few seconds, a dish can go from being able to eat to something that is mushy, or maybe because a seasoning is not added correctly, it goes from salty to sweet, and from sour to spicy.

But seeing Zhao Mosheng's confident look, Zhao Shucheng couldn't help but dispel her enthusiasm, so he could only look forward to his performance at night.

When Zhao Shucheng returned home, he saw that he cut shredded potatoes in an extremely clumsy position in the kitchen, so Zhao Shucheng could only shake his head helplessly. Especially when he saw that there were recipes on the dining table, the computer was turned on, and the recipes were also displayed on it, he couldn't help but sigh.

Zhao Shucheng walked to Zhao Mosheng and said, "Mosheng, I'll cut vegetables. You just need to be responsible for cooking."

As he said that, he took the kitchen knife from Zhao Mosheng and then cut the potato shreds with extremely skillful knife skills. Zhao Mosheng opened his eyes wide and looked at it. Although he saw Zhao Shucheng cooking many times, he never got tired of watching such handsome knife skills.

"Brother Ying, why do you cook so well?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "I don't have any skills, let alone the poor children are in the family early. I started to cook for my parents when I was very young. At first, I was not as tall as the stove, so I could only cook the fire on the side. Later, I slowly started to cut vegetables by myself, from the potato cubes at the beginning to the potato chips at the back, followed by potato strips and shredded potatoes."

Zhao Mosheng felt much better when he heard this. After all, no one was born with the opportunity to cook, and they learned it step by step. However, seeing Zhao Shucheng's skillful knife skills must have been working for a long time before he could reach such a level.

Zhao Mosheng suddenly felt a little sad. He used to live a life of having clothes and food, but Zhao Shucheng had to get up early and work late and help his family work.

"I would have known you earlier..."

Zhao Mosheng said as he walked behind Zhao Shucheng, stretched his arm over, hugged Zhao Shucheng directly from behind, and leaned his head on Zhao Shucheng's shoulder, as if something happened in the morning was repeated, but the two were in different positions.

"Brother Ying, teach me. I will cook it for you in the future."

"Okay! Actually, I think it's a good thing to know how to cook. At least when I was studying abroad, it was easier to find a job than others. After all, I could go to the kitchen to help, rather than ordinary people who could only take dishes and wash dishes."

Zhao Mosheng couldn't help but blush when he heard this. She was the one Zhao Shucheng said to hold dishes and wash dishes. Even because he couldn't speak properly when he first went there, he often made mistakes in holding dishes and was complained by customers.

After dinner, the two of them went to the living room together to rest and relax here.

Zhao Shucheng suddenly thought of something and said, "Mosheng, wait for me."

Zhao Mosheng was a little curious about what Zhao Shucheng was going to do, and was he just surprised by him again?

But when Zhao Shucheng saw him walking out, holding a file bag in his hand, which was not the gift box as he imagined, Zhao Mosheng felt somewhat disappointed.

Zhao Shucheng walked to Zhao Mosheng and sat down, and said, "Mosheng, this is the divorce agreement we signed before. I have said before that I will not submit it to the court. I hope I will wait until you think it through. So I did not destroy it, and it is up to you to decide what to do."

Zhao Mosheng looked at the divorce agreement in front of him and couldn't help but think that he was determined to move out, but Zhao Shucheng directly asked him to return to China and even drafted this divorce agreement. He originally hoped that after returning to China, if He Yichen had not married, he might have to submit it to the court and divorce Zhao Shucheng, but he did not expect that the two people who were wrongly together were really together.

Mo Sheng no longer needed this divorce agreement, so he simply took it over, tear the agreement in half, and then put it aside.

"Brother Ying, I have already thought about it. Let's really be together!"
Chapter completed!