The next morning, when Wen Yu woke up, he found that Jiang Mo had already woken up.

"A taro," Jiang Mo called out.

Wen Yu lazily turned over, "Morning."

Jiang Mo smiled, "Morning."

Wen Yu rubbed his eyes, "Where are you going?"

Looking at Wen Yu's lazy appearance, Jiang Mo couldn't help but recall the good touch of last night. His heart was itchy, and he stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of Wen Yu's nose, "Go shopping."

Wen Yu froze for a moment, then smiled, "I'll help you"

Jiang Mo stopped Wen Yu, "No, you can sleep a little longer."

After Jiang Mo left, Wen Yu couldn't fall asleep anymore, but he lay on the bed in a daze, then got up and walked to the bathroom, intending to brush his teeth.

Just as Wen Yu picked up the cup, he looked up and saw the person in the mirror with a red and swollen mouth, reddish eye sockets, and a little less obvious red marks on his neck, looking like he had been loved.

Wen Yu stared blankly at herself in the mirror, suddenly feeling ashamed.

How could I have this kind of thought? I shook my head and started to rinse my mouth. Xiaoguai walked over and lay at Wen Yu's feet and licked his shoes.

Wen Yu touched it, "Little boy, are you hungry?"

Xiaoguai wagged his tail.

"Shall we go to eat?"

Xiao Guaiai rushed forward excitedly and took Wen Yu to the kitchen.

Jiang Mo bought a lot of ingredients and came back, ready to make breakfast for Wen Yu himself.

Wen Yu stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Jiang Mo skillfully chop vegetables, stir-fry them, and finally serve the soup.

Soon, a bowl of steaming and fragrant rice noodles was served on the dining table.

Jiang Mo told while serving the soup: "Eat slowly, it's hot."

"Oh, it's so hot," Wen Yu complained, but he still didn't stop drinking the soup.

After Wen Yu wolfed it down, he put down his chopsticks. Jiang Mo then handed over a tissue. Wen Yu wiped his mouth, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're full, I'll get you a glass of water." Jiang Mo said, went into the room and poured a glass of water, and handed it to Wen Yu

Wen Yu held the water glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Jiang Mo pampered Wen Yu's forehead, "Drink slowly, and no one will snatch it from you."

Wen Yu smiled, "Hey, you don't even know how long it's been since I've been so full."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help complaining, "There is no Meituan yet. Are you hungry? It's inconvenient to get a takeaway. The food in the restaurant downstairs is terrible, and the delicious ones are too far away..."

I have been cooking at home these days, but the dark dishes I cook, even Xiaoguai hates it. Every time I call it to eat, Xiaoguai will lie under the table and pretend to be dead."

The cheerful little boy who was eating meat at the dining table seemed to feel Wen Yu's sorrow, his body froze, he silently stuffed the meat into his belly, and then continued to eat bitterly...

Listening to his rambling words, Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, "You really need to replenish your body, why don't I make chicken soup for you at night."

Wen Yu nodded like a pounding garlic, "I was just about to say, I'm so greedy for your chicken noodle soup."

"Okay." Jiang Mo smiled, "I went out and bought a lot of fish and meat today, do you want braised or sweet and sour for lunch?"

"Sweet and sour fish, I like it."

"Okay." Jiang Mo responded, and then added: "In the future, I will make you whatever you want to eat, so that you can be full every day."

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, "I'm afraid I'll become fat and become a pig, and I won't be able to marry a wife in the future."

"Then you will stay by my side forever, I will support you." Jiang Mo said seriously.

"Okay, but my ugly words are up front. If you marry a daughter-in-law in the future, you are not allowed to abandon me," Wen Yu said.

Jiang Mo chuckled, "Fool, why am I willing to leave you?"

Wen Yu's heart trembled slightly. He looked up at Jiang Mo. At this moment, the sun was shining on Jiang Mo's sharp side face. He was handsome and extraordinary, like a movie star, so fascinating that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"A taro? Ah taro? What's the matter with you?" Seeing Wen Yu's dazed look, Jiang Mo yelled twice worriedly.

Wen Yu snapped back to his senses, and smiled awkwardly, "Oh, it's okay, I was distracted just now."

Jiang Mo rubbed his hair, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in his eyes, "I'll wash the dishes first, and you will rest."

Wen Yu smiled and nodded, "Go."