——Yin Mo, go back to Nanyang and I'll marry you.

Until dinner time, Yin Mo looked at the rich seafood dishes on the table, and this sentence popped out of his mind from time to time.

A yong drove to buy seafood dishes. They are all Yin Mo's favorite tastes.

Outside the window, the moon rises and dusk.

He Chen sat opposite and smoked lazily. His dark eyes were full of the light. He looked at Yin Mo for a moment and never got tired of seeing it.

Yin Mo likes seafood. She never said it, but he Chen knows it.

After a while, Yin Mo ate a few slices of scalded cuttlefish, picked up chopsticks, hesitated between crab and abalone for half a second, and finally chose to eat abalone first.

Then, the plump crab was taken away by the slender fingers.

Yin Mo raised his eyelids, pursed his mouth and felt hot.

The man opposite had a cigarette in his mouth. The light mist blurred Junlang's outline. He half narrowed his eyes and did not skillfully handle crabs with tools.

He Chen noticed Yin Mo's eyes. He took off his cigarette and twisted it out in the crab shell. He looked at her and joked, "what are you looking at? I can't eat?"

Yin Mo got used to his immorality, picked up the mustard dip and handed it to him, "this goes fishy."

He Chen looked at Yin Mo while dealing with the crabs in his hand, with an imperceptible smile under his eyes.

He has seen many women throw themselves into the arms, and many women boo him, but they are not as good as Yin Mo's one action or one look.

She has low self-esteem and sensitivity. She takes the initiative few times, but it is also particularly fascinating and exciting.

He Chen raised a radian on his lips and handled the crabs in just a few minutes. He put a small plate of crab meat in front of Yin mo.

He pressed down his fingertip and saw the faint blood on his finger abdomen by the bright light.

Very good. For the first time in my life, I had two holes in my fingers.

"Don't you eat?" Yin Mo looked at the plate of crab meat and looked at he Chen with an obvious smile on his face. "I can't eat so much."

He Chen picked up a towel, wiped his hands, raised his chin and motioned, "eat as much as you can, not feed pigs."

Yin Mo glanced at him and automatically ignored the unpleasant words.

She picked up a piece of crab meat, dipped it in mustard sauce and handed it to he Chen.

Yin Mo held up his chopsticks, while he Chen looked at her deeply. A few seconds later, Yin Mo was a little discouraged and planned to withdraw his hand, "do you..." don't like seafood?

Before he finished, the man grabbed the back of her hand, lowered his head and took the crab meat dipped in mustard.

Yin Mo pinches his chopsticks tightly and his cheeks are slightly red.

He kissed tomorrow morning, but he did not mind holding the chopsticks she had used. This intimacy was more tender than skin kiss.

Yin Mo lowered his head and ate crab meat in small bites. His eyebrows and eyes hid a charming smile like spring.

After three minutes, he Chen tied the button at the collar of his shirt without any trace. "Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

When Yin Mo looked up, he saw that the man had bypassed the corner of the table and went straight out of the kitchen.

She looked at the untouched food on the table suspiciously, and asked with a frozen eyebrow, "don't you eat? Don't you have an appetite?"

The seafood noodles at the man's table haven't been moved.

At this time, he Chen stood at the door of the restaurant and waved to her frivolously, "you come."

Yin Mo put down his chopsticks and walked over. He didn't know if it was the light. There were some irregular red marks on he Chen's handsome face and neck skin.

She looked up to see more carefully, but the man put his arm around her back and kissed her lips.

Yin Mo did not struggle and carefully responded to him with the tip of his tongue.

He Chen breathed heavily and kissed deeper and deeper until Yin Mo was dizzy. He rolled his Adam's apple and blew a breath in her ear. "If you recruit me again, don't eat."

Whether Yin Mo understood it or not, she was confused and forgot what she wanted to do before.

He Chen patted her soft waist and sucked with her earlobe. "Go to dinner and go to bed early after dinner."

Yin Mo walked back to the table with blurred eyes, sat straight down, lowered his head and stuffed crab meat into his mouth.

I don't know what happened just now. She had an impulse to kiss him all the time.

Especially the good smell of he Chen stimulated her nerves and seemed to want more.

Although Yin Mo has no personnel, he somehow lives in the open-minded western British emperor. He has never done or seen adult men and women. After all, there are legal adult channels on TV

Thinking of this, Yin Mo felt very ashamed. He lowered his head like an ostrich for fear that he Chen would see something.

The man who adjusted his breathing by the door looked at her slightly bullied chest, closed his eyes, turned and went back to the second bedroom upstairs.

Fuck.

He's allergic to mustard!

Itching all over!

....

At 9:30 pm, Yin Mo finished dealing with the things on the computer, stood on the balcony and stayed for a while. When he was bored, he was ready to take a bath and go to bed.

The night of Beicheng No. 1 is very quiet. There is no noise and traffic in the city. I can't hear any noise quietly.

Yin Mo dried his hair. Not long after he lay down, the mobile phone beside the bed rang a vibration.

Yin Mo opened his eyes and picked up his mobile phone. He was a little confused.

A yong sent a wechat message: Miss Yin, did brother Chen eat seafood tonight? [shivering]

Yin Mo: No, what's the matter?

Then ah Yong called, "Miss Yin, it's no big deal, as long as brother Chen didn't eat. Just now the Earl Hotel specially called me to apologize, saying that I took the wrong food tonight, and each one was added with mustard."

Yin Mo frowned, "he... Can't eat mustard?"

"Well, I can't eat it. Brother Chen is allergic to mustard."

Yin Mo's eyelids jumped and suddenly remembered that he Chen's irregular erythema on his cheek and neck seemed to appear after she fed him mustard crab meat.

"What are the symptoms of his allergy?" Yin Mo said, and lifted the quilt out of bed. "Is it serious?"

Ah Yong thought seriously, "this... I can't say. Because brother Chen has never eaten it, and we haven't seen his allergic reaction."

Yin Mo was annoyed. He opened the door of the master bedroom in three or two steps. "In this way, please buy me some anti allergy ointment and send it. If it's convenient, go to Shang's medicine hall for consultation. Be careful on the way and don't be found."

Ah Yong's channel was not good, so he quickly answered, "OK, Miss Yin, I'll do it right away."

Yin Mo hurried to the guest room on the other side, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After dinner, she didn't see he Chen coming downstairs. Is it... His allergic symptoms are too serious to get up?

There was no movement in the door. Yin Mo couldn't wait. He became more and more worried. He simply squeezed the door handle and pressed it gently. The door of the second bedroom opened.

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