Chapter 2706 Don't Worry, I Won't Do Anything

Mo Yesi looked at her lovingly and left the kitchen with a smile.

After Qiao Mianmian married Mo Yesi, she rarely cooked by herself.

Although Mo Yesi said that he liked to eat her cooking, he rarely let her go to the kitchen. Usually Qiao Mianmian would cook for him occasionally when she was in the mood.

No matter whether it tasted good or not.

He would eat it all with great courtesy.

Qiao Mianmian was very good at making home-cooked dishes. In less than half an hour, she had made three dishes.

The porridge in the pot was just cooked.

She washed her hands, took off her apron, and called a maid to take the dishes out.

"Are they all ready?" Mo Yesi was sitting in the living room watching the current affairs news. When he saw her coming out of the kitchen, he immediately stood up.

"Yes, they are ready. I fried a shrimp, and the other two dishes are vegetarian dishes. Come and see if you like them."

"I said, as long as you make it, I like it." Mo Yesi hooked his lips and walked to her side, putting his arm around her waist.

The two walked to the dining room together.

Qiao Mianmian's cooking skills are not very good, but she is above average among ordinary people. Several dishes look delicious. Although they are not delicacies, in Mo Yesi's eyes, the food cooked by his wife is better than any delicacies.

He eats delicacies every day and is tired of them.

"It smells good." He walked to the table and praised her before he started eating. "It looks delicious. I just want to drink some porridge and eat some side dishes at this moment. This midnight snack is really to my taste."

"You haven't eaten yet, but I know it's to your taste." Qiao Mianmian sat down, picked up a shrimp from the porcelain white bowl with chopsticks, and then called him, "Try it and see how it tastes. I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if my cooking skills have deteriorated."

"Okay." Mo Yesi sat down next to her and ate the shrimp she picked up.

"How is it?" Qiao Mianmian asked.

"Delicious." Mo Yesi commented seriously, "The shrimps are fried very tender, the freshness is retained, and the heat is well controlled."

"Really?" Qiao Mianmian was very happy to receive such high praise and evaluation from him, and her eyes lit up, "When I fried it just now, I was afraid that it would be too dry, so the taste would be bad."

"The taste is very suitable." Mo Yesi tasted another vegetarian dish and praised it generously, "This dish tastes good too."

"Then you should eat more." For a cook, the first thing is the affirmation of his cooking skills by the diners.

Especially Mo Yesi is a very picky person.

Even if he knows that his praise is mostly for face, who would be unhappy to hear good words.

Mo Yesi raised his eyes, and his dark eyes were full of pampering: "Okay. My wife worked hard to cook the loving midnight snack, I will try my best to eat it all."

*

After dinner, Qiao Mianmian took a bath and lay lazily on the bed.

The side of her body was slightly concave, and a warm breath surrounded her from behind. Her back was pressed against the man's strong chest, and a pair of equally warm arms were wrapped around her soft waist.

"Mo Yesi..." Qiao Mianmian's body stiffened.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything." The man's voice was low and sexy, and his thin lips whispered in her ear, "I know you have to get up early tomorrow, I just want to hug you."

The delicate body in his arms relaxed.