Chapter 740 You Do It for Me!

But the man beside him was still in high spirits.

Like a vixen who has just been fed up with blood.

And Qiao Mianmian was the woman who had her essence and blood sucked dry.

It is said that couples fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.

There is nothing that cannot be solved by sleeping on it.

If it doesn't work, then sleep a second time, a third time...

Qiao Mianmian turned over weakly, looked at the man beside her with a bit of resentment in her eyes, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Mo Yesi, I'm hungry."

"Well, what do you want to eat, baby?"

"Can I eat whatever I want?"

"Yeah, of course."

The man who was satisfied in a certain way was in a very good mood, with a pleasant smile on his brows and eyes. He stretched out his hand to caress her face, his voice was extremely gentle.

To say how satisfied Mo Yesi is, that's not the case.

He felt that he would never be enough for Qiao Mianmian.

His satisfaction comes more from a kind of satisfaction in his heart than in his body.

Every time he wanted her, he extremely enjoyed the feeling of possessing her completely.

At that moment, he could feel that she completely belonged to him.

Qiao Mianmian remembered how cruelly he bullied her just now, so she glared at him with resentment and said angrily: "I don't want to eat takeout."

Mo Yesi curled his lips, nodded and said, "Okay, no takeout."

"I don't want to go out to eat either."

"Okay, then I won't go out to eat."

"You cook it for me!" She knew he couldn't cook and deliberately made things difficult for him. "I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."

Mo Yesi was silent for a moment.

Qiao Mianmian immediately slapped his hand away, pretending to be angry: "Forget it, I knew it would be like this. I just said casually, how can you, a young man who has never touched the sun since childhood, do this? What kind of food?”

"I'd better order takeout."

She reached for the phone on the bedside table and pulled out the takeout app.

As soon as I clicked on it, I heard the man behind me say in a tangled and hesitant voice: "Do you really... want to eat the food I cooked? I have never cooked sweet and sour pork ribs, but you really want to eat it, I can learn it now.”

Qiao Mianmian then turned to look at him: "Are you really willing to do it?"

Mo Yesi nodded, a little helpless, but with deep doting in his eyes: "If you want to eat, I will do it. Baby, as long as you are happy, there is nothing I can't do. But don't feel bad about it then. It’s okay if it tastes bad.”

He doesn't have much confidence in his cooking skills.

Except for the time I boiled brown sugar water for her and cooked once.

Other times, he never entered the kitchen.

However, if she really wants to eat his cooking, he can learn it for her.

Qiao Mianmian never thought that Mo Yesi would really agree.

She just felt a little resentful in her heart, so she deliberately made things difficult for him.

What can he cook?

I guess I can't even make a tomato scrambled egg, let alone sweet and sour pork ribs.

But when he really nodded in agreement, she suddenly became interested again.

She stared at him for a while, blinked, and frowned: "But there is no kitchen here and no ingredients."

"These are just minor obstacles."

After Mo Yesi was silent for a few seconds, he turned over, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

Qiao Mianmian heard him whisper in a low voice: "I need a house, and I need to prepare the ingredients for making sweet and sour pork ribs. Well, buy some other things as well, something that girls like to eat."