Chapter 595 599, drunk

   "Get up!" Chu Jin reached out and patted his forehead, and said in disgust, "You stink to death!"

   Mr. Mo's movements stopped for a moment, and he raised his eyes in shock.

   He stinks! ? ’

  I can't believe it, it's the first time someone said he smells bad!

   Taking advantage of this gap, Chu Jin slipped out from under him, like an agile demon fish.

   "My body stinks?" Mr. Mo leaned over.

   "It stinks." Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly and looked serious.

   Seeing her being so serious, Mr. Mo almost doubted himself. He lowered his eyes and smelled it, making sure there was no odor on his body before he felt relieved.

   A person with serious cleanliness addiction, how can he tolerate having a peculiar smell on his body?

   "Pfft!" Seeing him so nervous, Chu Jinyou chuckled softly, "I'm just kidding you, I'm going to take a shower first."

  Yu Luo dodged and entered the bathroom.

   She is completely awake now, and she can't stand the pungent smell of alcohol on her body.

  Chu Jin came to the bathroom, filled a bathtub full of water, and dropped some essential oils in the water, and then lay down barefoot in it.

   It was also at this time that Chu Jin discovered an important problem.

   I didn't bring a change of clothes in.

   In desperation, Chu Jin had no choice but to shout outside, "Mo Zhixuan, bring me some clothes and come in."

  Mr. Mo raised his eyebrows lightly, took out a white shirt from the closet, knocked on the door of the bathroom, and said in a low voice, "Put on mine first, and I will have someone bring new clothes over tomorrow morning."

  Chu Jin opened the bathroom door a crack, and stretched out his long white arms, "Where's the clothes?"

  Mr. Mo looked at the white dangling arm speechlessly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, little girl, guarding him is like guarding against thieves.

  Chu Jin changed her clothes and walked out. There was no Mr. Mo in the room. She didn't think much about it.

  The room is kept at constant temperature throughout the four seasons. Chu Jin climbed into the bed, covered the quilt, and fell asleep.

   The next morning.

   As soon as Chu Jin opened his eyes, he saw Mo Zhixuan's angular face. Chu Jin was stunned for a few seconds, and then he realized that he pinched his temples with a headache. Last night...she seemed to have drunk too much.

   The feeling of a hangover is not good at all.

   I felt a little dizzy and a little sore.

   Wine is really not a good thing.

   "Morning, A Jin." A deep voice came from overhead.

   "Morning." Chu Jin yawned sleepily, "What time is it?"

   "It's only a little after nine o'clock, you can still sleep for a while." Mr. Mo's voice sounded a little lazy.

   is full of sense of security. Only at this time can she feel that she will let go of her guard and sleep comfortably.

  Because all the wind and rain were blocked by the man in front of him.

   Downstairs, someone was already busy in the kitchen, Zuo Lingxiang was busy in the kitchen humming English songs.

   There are already two sandwiches on the table.

Mr. Mo walked leisurely to the kitchen. When he saw the figure in the kitchen, he frowned slightly. Mr. Mo never cared about unimportant people. At this moment, he had forgotten who Zuo Lingxiang was. When she was a maid in the villa.

"Mr., good morning." Zuo Lingxiang raised a standard smile when she saw the person coming. She painted delicate makeup and wore a slim dress. Because of her short stature, she also specially chose a pair of high heels to wear to cover up. Defects in height.

   Although he was frying eggs, he didn't even wear his apron.

   In short, it doesn't feel like a servant.

   Mo Zhixuan frowned indistinctly and nodded slightly, which was a response.

Mr.    is so cold.

   is like an iceberg.

   Zuo Lingxiang thought subconsciously.

   At the same time, Mo Zhixuan's astonishing facial features surprised her, even those movie stars, the popular little fresh meat, are not half as good as Mr.

  No one is perfect. Although Mr. looks amazing, his temperament is like sitting on an iceberg. This kind of person should have no heart, right? It is estimated that he is playing with Chu Jin.

  Fortunately, she has self-knowledge, and it is not the man who covets her husband, but his wealth.

   Even if she can't get money, she will earn it if she can sleep with her husband once.

"Sir, my mother is a little uncomfortable today, so let me prepare breakfast. I grilled steak and fried eggs, and I can eat it in a while." Seeing Mo Zhixuan's puzzled look, Zuo Lingxiang continued, "Mr. "Sister Zhang is my mother."

  Looking at her like this, most probably misunderstood her as a servant!

   She is not a servant, but from a prestigious university.

  Looking at Chun's appearance, she knew that she couldn't get into college, she was just a vase.

  I don't know how the husband liked her!

  If Chu Jin is out of the package of 'rich family's daughter', he will be nothing.

It's not that Mrs. Zhang is uncomfortable, but she drank water mixed with sleeping pills, so she slept and hasn't woken up until now. Her mother is poor and short-sighted. If she is awake, it will definitely ruin her good deeds.

When Zuo Lingxiang said this, Mo Zhixuan remembered that Mrs. Zhang had stayed in this villa for many years, and Mrs. Zhang was a loyal and honest person with no scheming. He trusted Mrs. Zhang very much, so what happened last time, He would have forgiven Zuo Lingxiang so easily.

   "I don't need you here," Mo Zhixuan said slowly, his tone low and magnetic, "Let's go out first, and take advantage of the holiday and take Mrs. Zhang out for a walk."

   Zuo Lingxiang looked at Mo Zhixuan and said hesitantly, "Sir, the eggs will be fried soon..."

   Not only eggs, she also prepared exquisite steaks, handmade sandwiches, and boiled milk.

The purpose of    is to make Mo Zhixuan admire her.

   Because Zuo Lingxiang knew that a rich lady like Chu Jin would definitely not be able to cook.

Although she is not as good as Chu Jin in appearance, she is ten times better than Chu Jin in other skills. She can speak many languages, is versatile, and has a wide range of knowledge. She is a thousand times stronger than a canary like Chu Jin in a cage. times.

   Facing Chu Jin, Zuo Lingxiang fell into a very strange feeling.

   is jealous and disdainful at the same time.

   "I said, go out." Mo Zhixuan repeated coldly.

   "But..." Zuo Lingxiang said in a very embarrassed way, "Egg..."

"Get out!" The faint two words, as if dyed with ice, are so cold that one's teeth tremble. Mo Zhixuan has been in a high position all the year round, and his body exudes an irresistible aura of attraction. Under pressure, others didn't feel anything. At this time, his aura was full, like an emperor who looked down on the world, Zuo Lingxiang couldn't stand it at all.

   Cold sweat broke out on Zuo Lingxiang's body all of a sudden, and she didn't care about the eggs anymore, she walked out the door shaking her legs, almost not daring to look directly at Mo Zhixuan.

terrible!

Mr    is terrible.

  At the same time of being terrifying, his body exudes a fatal allure, which makes people want to approach, conquer, and possess.

  How can someone like Chu Jin be worthy of such an excellent gentleman?

Seeing Zuo Lingxiang go out, Mo Zhixuan's expression softened a little. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a strong arm, walked to the pot and put all the steaks and sandwiches into a lunch box. Wash the pots and pans, re-boil porridge, and flour, pancakes.

  A Jin does not like to eat Western breakfast.

  A Jin likes to eat his own breakfast.

  It is said that men should stay away from cooks.

  Before, he thought so too.

  A man should be born on the battlefield, protect his family and defend his country, what is it like to deal with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar like a woman? Is this still a man?

   But now he feels that a real man should go to the battlefield and go to the kitchen.

   For the sake of his daughter-in-law, he will do anything and do everything.

   Zuo Lingxiang stood outside the door, almost biting her silver teeth, and her husband actually disliked her for breakfast! Also very shocked! The gentleman cooks by himself!

   Moreover, Mr. is so eloquent in cooking, so eye-catching.

   If an ordinary man appeared in the kitchen, he would definitely look very naughty, but although the husband was in the kitchen, he showed the air of a tyrant who pointed the country.

  What kind of gentleman stay away from cooks.

  It is estimated that they are all made up by such crooked melons and cracked dates.

   For a while, Zuo Lingxiang's eyes became even more obsessed.

   After a while, there was a smell of porridge in the kitchen.

  Mo Zhixuan took the lunch box he had just packed and walked out. Seeing Zuo Lingxiang was still there, he said with some displeasure, "Why haven't you left yet?"

   Zuo Lingxiang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'll stay here to see if Mr. needs any help."

   "I don't need your help here, go accompany Mrs. Zhang." Mo Zhixuan said as he walked out the door.

   Back to the Soviet Union tomorrow! Back to Su tomorrow! Back to Su tomorrow!

   Say the important things three times!

   There hasn't been a message from the little fairy recently, and Deyin is crying.

   After returning to the Soviet Union, it will update normally and reply to comments normally.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)