Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Shen Moling: "Little devil, do you want to piss me off?"

Youyou: "What will happen if you die?"

Shen Moling thought about it: "I will probably go to heaven."

Youyou rolled his eyes: "Who cares where you go, I just want to ask if you died, all your things belong to me!"

Shen Moling: "..."

Wen Wan walked into the restaurant, said with a smile: "Yes, everything is yours when he dies."

Shen Moling was about to vomit blood, but now he was stabbed so hard by his wife that he almost slapped him. He asked angrily, "Can you still eat well?"

"You don't call me when you eat." Wen Wan sat down, and Su Yan immediately set the tableware for her. Looking at the sumptuous dinner table, her stomach couldn't help but growl.

"Miss, you slept all day. I was afraid that you would be tired so I didn't call you, but my husband left you dinner, so it seems unnecessary." Aunt Rong explained with a smile.

Only then did Wen Wan take a satisfied look at Shen Moling: "Okay, you still remember me."

"Don't dare to forget your wife if you forget anyone." Shen Moling hurriedly agreed but got a supercilious look from his son.

"Mum, I'm full and I'm going to play in the yard." Youyou put down her chopsticks, got up and walked outside.

Seeing this, Aunt Rong hurriedly said, "I'll accompany the child, you eat." After that, she went out.

Seeing that everyone in the restaurant should go, Su Yan also left consciously, and closed the door of the restaurant. As a result, Wen Wan and Shen Moling stared at the bustling dining table.

"Honey, eat beef tenderloin. This is the tenderest calf. It's very delicious." He was in a good mood and smiled as he sandwiched the meat for her.

Wen Wan was not feeling well, and just didn't really want to eat greasy food. Looking at the beef tenderloin he brought over, she took the bowl and moved aside, protesting: "I want to eat celery."

"No!" Shen Moling sternly refused, "Look at your anemic and anemic lips are no longer bloody, you can't eat celery to lower blood pressure, you will get dizzy, come and eat the meat obediently."

Wen Wan desperately doesn't want to eat meat: "I won't eat it, I won't eat it, I won't eat it! Say important things three times!"

Shen Moling held up the meat with the chopsticks in one hand and forcibly pinched Wen Wan's cheek with the other, forcing the beef tenderloin into her mouth.

As soon as that greasy taste entered her mouth, Wen Wan felt sick, and quickly spit it out, directly onto Shen Moling's face.

Seeing the piece of meat slipping down the bridge of his sharpened nose with oil and some unknown liquid, both of them were stunned for three seconds.

Wen Wan thought that Shen Moling, who was obsessed with cleanliness, would definitely throw his chopsticks and run away...but...but...but he didn't!

Seeing that he reached out and directly picked up the piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, Wen Wan was completely dumbfounded, before she recovered, she felt a forceful aura attacking her face , and then he clasped the back of the head hard, and the lips of the two were tightly pressed together.

Wen Wan's eyes widened, feeling his soft and dexterous tongue pressed into her mouth with a piece of delicious beef z Then he left the meat, withdrew his tongue, looked at her with a wicked smile, threatening Said: "If you dare to vomit, I will fight bloody tonight."

This sentence instantly shocked Wen Wan so much that she didn't even bother to chew, and directly swallowed the meat in her mouth, almost choking her to death!

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen Moling hurriedly handed over the water, and assured her: "Look, it scares you, if you do that, it will breed bacteria. No matter how much I want, I will work hard to endure it for my wife."

Wen Wan took a sip of water to calm down, glared at him abruptly, sat down angrily, buried her head in her own meal, and never wanted to talk to him again!

Her husband is simply a capitalized "dirty"!