Chapter 1068 Mustard Allergy

Chapter 1068 Mustard Allergy

——Yin Mo, go back to Nanyang, I will marry you.

Until dinner time, Yin Mo looked at the sumptuous seafood dishes on the table, and this sentence still popped up in his mind from time to time.

The seafood dishes were bought by Ah Yong by car, and they were all Yin Mo's favorite flavors.

Outside the window, the moon rises and the sun sets.

Sitting across from him, He Chen smoked lazily, his dark eyes filled with the light of the light, he stared at Yin Mo without blinking, never tired of watching it.

Yin Mo loves seafood dishes, she never said it, but He Chen knows it.

Not long after, Yin Mo ate a few slices of boiled cuttlefish, picked up his chopsticks and hesitated for half a second between the crab and the abalone, and finally chose to eat the abalone first.

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

Yin Mo raised his eyelids and pursed his lips, feeling hot inside.

The man on the opposite side had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and the faint mist blurred his handsome outline. He squinted his eyes halfway, and handled the crab with a tool that was not very skillful.

He Chen noticed Yin Mo's gaze, he took down the cigarette butt and twisted it out in the crab shell, looked at her and teased, "What are you looking at, I can't eat it?"

Yin Mo got used to his indecency, so he picked up the wasabi dipping material and handed it to him, "This one will remove the fishy smell."

While handling the crab in his hand, He Chen looked at Yin Mo, with an imperceptible smile hidden in his eyes.

He has seen many women throwing themselves into their arms, and many women greeting him, but none of them can compare to Yin Mo's actions or eyes.

She has low self-esteem and sensitivity, and she rarely takes the initiative, but she is also particularly fascinating and heart-pounding.

He Chen's lips curled up, and he finished handling the crabs in just a few minutes, and he placed a small plate of crab meat in front of Yin Mo.

He pressed down on his fingertips, and saw the faint blood stains on his fingertips under the bright light.

Very good, it was the first time in my life to handle crab meat for a woman, and I got two holes in my fingers.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Yin Mo looked at the plate of crab meat, and then at He Chen, with a smile on his face, "I can't eat so much."

He Chen picked up the towel and wiped his hands, raised his chin and signaled, "Eat as much as you can, it's not like feeding pigs."

Yin Mo glanced at him, automatically ignoring 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. After a few seconds, Yin Mo was a little discouraged and planned to withdraw his hand, "Are you..." Don't you like seafood?

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

Yin Mo squeezed the chopsticks tightly, her cheeks flushed slightly.

He had already kissed her already, but he didn't mind holding the chopsticks she used. This kind of intimacy is more tender than skin-to-skin kisses.

Yin Mo lowered his head, eating crab meat in small bites, with a charming spring-like smile hidden in his brows and eyes.

Only three minutes later, He Chen buttoned up the collar of his shirt without any trace, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

The moment Yin Mo looked up, he saw that the man had walked around the corner of the table and walked straight out of the kitchen.

She looked suspiciously at the untouched food on the table, and asked with a frown, "Aren't you going to eat it? Does it not suit your appetite?"

The seafood noodles in front of the man's table have not been touched.

At this moment, He Chen stood at the door of the restaurant, sideways and frivolously beckoned to her, "Come here."

Yin Mo put down his chopsticks and walked over. I don't know if it was because of the light, but there were some irregular red marks on He Chen's handsome face and the skin on the side of his neck.

She raised her head to look more carefully, but the man put his arms around her back and kissed her lips hard.

Yin Mo didn't struggle, and cautiously responded to him with the tip of his tongue.

He Chen was breathing heavily, and the kiss became deeper and deeper, until Yin Mo was dizzy from being kissed, then he rolled his Adam's apple, and blew in her ear, "If you recruit me again, you won't eat."

Regardless of whether Yin Mo understood or not, anyway, she is quite confused now and has forgotten what she wanted to do before.

He Chen patted her soft waist, sucked her earlobe, "Go eat, go to bed early after eating."

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

For some reason, she had the urge to kiss him forever.

Especially He Chen's pleasant smell stimulated her nerves, as if she wanted more.

Although Yin Mo is not a human being, but at least he lives in an open-minded Western British emperor. Adult men and women have never done it or seen it. After all, there are legal adult channels on TV...

Thinking of this, Yin Mo felt very ashamed, lowered her head like an ostrich, afraid that He Chen would see something.

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

Hold.

He is allergic to mustard!

It's itchy all over!

...

At 9:30 in the evening, Yin Mo finished processing things on the computer, stood on the balcony and stared blankly for a while, and was ready to take a shower and sleep when he was bored.

The night at Beicheng No. 1 is very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the city, without any noise.

Yin Mo dried her hair, and not long after she lay down, the phone next to the bed vibrated.

Yin Mo opened his eyes, picked up the phone and looked at it, feeling a little puzzled.

The wechat message was sent by Ah Yong: Miss Yin, brother Chen didn't eat the seafood dish tonight, did he? [trembling]

Yin Mo: Didn't eat, what's wrong?

Immediately afterwards, Ah Yong called, "Miss Yin, it's nothing serious, as long as Brother Chen didn't eat. Just now Earl's Hotel specially called me to apologize, saying that tonight's food was taken by mistake. All with wasabi alone.”

Yin Mo frowned unconsciously, "He...can't eat mustard?"

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

Yin Mo's eyelids twitched, and suddenly remembered the irregular red spots on He Chen's cheeks and neck, as if she had fed him crab meat with mustard.

"What are the symptoms of his allergies?" Yin Mo lifted the quilt and got out of bed as he spoke, "Is it serious?"

Ah Yong thought about it seriously, "This...it's hard to say. Because brother Chen has never eaten it, and we have never seen his allergic reaction."

Yin Mo was so annoyed that he opened the door of the master bedroom in two or three steps, "Then, please go and buy me some anti-allergic ointment and send it over. Be careful, don't get caught."

Ah Yong didn't think well, so he hurriedly responded, "Okay, 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 hastily.

After dinner, she didn't see He Chen coming downstairs. Could it be... his allergies are so severe that he can't get up?

There was no movement inside the door for a long time, Yin Mo couldn't wait any longer, and became more and more anxious. He simply squeezed the doorknob and pressed it lightly, and the door of the second bedroom opened in response.