The actor who turned black and overlord is sweet and flirtatious

The temperature is getting lower and lower, and the signs of early winter have arrived.

In the car, Xia Xingchen kept rubbing his hands, trying to warm them up.

Jiang Mo calmly adjusted the temperature to the highest level, and the warm air vents concentrated on Xia Xingchen.

In the evening, there was some traffic jam on the road.

Stop and go, a little boring.

Jiang Mo has always talked less, and Xia Xingchen is a chatterbox. When the two were together before, they never lacked topics and always had endless things to say.

The car was completely blocked and unable to move forward, Jiang Mo half leaned on the seat, resting his left hand casually, his eyes were cold and indifferent, looking ahead.

"I haven't announced recently, and if I have a schedule, I will go abroad to record a variety show."

Xia Xingchen had nothing to say, so he tried to make the atmosphere more lively.

"En." Jiang Mo replied, not intending to continue chatting.

Xia Xingchen scratched his head, and smiled: "Our show was recorded in the UK, do you have anything to buy? I can help you

purchase. "

Jiang Mo cherished words like gold: "No."

"That's right, everything you want can be bought for you immediately from all over the world, how can you be short of something." Xia Xingchen drooped his head in frustration, flipping through his phone in boredom.

Sensing the change in the other party's mood, Jiang Mo glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Xia Xingchen replied listlessly.

"En." Jiang Mo responded, and the atmosphere fell into silence again until they got home.

Walking up to the second floor, one left and one right, the two returned to their rooms.

Jiang Mo has always been cold-tempered, and his brothers often tease him, how much warmer a person can warm his heart.

At this time, Jiang Mo would always laugh at himself, the person who kept warming him had already cruelly abandoned him.

In the study, Jiang Mo was a little tired.Yesterday's 18 hours of super-intensive work made him overwhelmed.

But in order to allow time in advance to take a long way to pick up Xia Xingchen, he had no choice but to do so.

Recalling Xia Xingchen's little depression in the car just now, Jiang Mo closed his eyes, and his eyes were stained with a touch of complexity.

He has been used to being alone for so many years, even if he stays in the study for several days in a row, he will not feel tired.

Usually when socializing with others, they are also looking for topics to chat with him, and there is no need for him to cater to him.

He leaned back on the chair a little irritably, and murmured, "Why should I take care of his emotions?"

On the other side, after Xia Xingchen took a shower, he stood in front of the makeup mirror and started his daily skin care.

When he was playing tricks in the past, he was very rough. No matter whether it was winter or summer, he never smeared oil on his face, and his skin was still white and translucent, without even tiny pores.

But not long ago, the assistant forced him to buy a set of men's skin care products, and told him to use it every day, not to mess around just because he is young now. "Oh, a set of skin care products cost more than 1W, which is too expensive."

"Fortunately, it's Jiang Mo's money, hehe."

In front of the mirror, Xia Xingchen had soft and delicate cheeks, a small but straight nose, deep and bright eyes, and the contours of his face were perfect.

"Ugh…"

The man in the mirror sighed, with concern on his face.

In fact, when Xia Xingchen decided to sign a marriage contract with Jiang Mo, he made this decision with the idea that the two of them could get back together.He could feel that Jiang Mo still cared about him.

But the relationship between the two is very delicate now, Jiang Mo seems to have created an enchantment around him.

Xia Xingchen couldn't go in at all to spy on his inner thoughts.

Just as his eyes were full of sadness, his stomach started to growl.

"Fill your stomach first."

In the kitchen on the first floor, Xia Xingchen opened the refrigerator and looked at the rich ingredients inside, feeling a little worried.

These are elementary ingredients. Except for cooking instant noodles, he can't cook other meals at all. It can be said that he doesn't know anything about it.

Although he has been playing tricks all these years, what he ate was the box lunch of the crew, and when he got home hungry, the supper was just a bucket of instant noodles, that's all.Looking at the king crab, Argentine red shrimp, caviar and other high-end ingredients in the refrigerator, Xia Xingchen decided to cook himself a bowl of noodles.

He looked up at the time, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Afraid of disturbing Jiang Mo, Xia Xingchen moved very lightly, tiptoeing around.

But, he still screwed up.

With a bang, the frying pan almost exploded, and the range hood seemed to be out of control, jingling like crazy.

In an instant, the kitchen exploded.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, Jiang Mo's cold voice came from the stairs.

Xia Xingchen trembled with fright, and held up the shovel helplessly, "I'm cooking."

Jiang Mo frowned slightly, glanced at the messy kitchen, and said coldly, "I thought you were going to blow up my kitchen if you didn't tell me."

"Just... just... some accidents happened."

Xia Xingchen's voice was as loud as a mosquito, and he stepped back to make room for Jiang Mo.

After clearing up the mess, Jiang Mo asked in a deep voice, "Are you hungry?"

Xia Xingchen's stomach was rumbling, and he blushed a little: "Just a little bit."

Jiang Mo chuckled: "Then be hungry, you can have breakfast tomorrow morning."

"Oh." Xia Xingchen looked at Jiang Mo blankly, a little in disbelief.

Jiang Mo seemed to have laughed just now?Did he read it right?

Five minutes later, Jiang Mo boiled the water again, put the pasta in and cooked it.

In the refrigerator, the king crab and shrimp that Xia Xingchen had been craving for a long time were taken out. Jiang Mo lowered his head and concentrated on peeling off the crab meat. After adding some butter seasoning to the frying pan, put the crab meat and shrimp meat into the stir fry.

Xia Xingchen stood obediently aside, stretched his neck, admiring Jiang Mo's cooking skills.

Jiang Mo's fingers are beautiful, and his movements are not in a hurry. It doesn't seem like he is simply cooking, but he enjoys it.

He has been very serious and focused on everything since he was a child. In Xia Xingchen's words, serious men are the most handsome.

In a blink of an eye, a plate of seafood pasta was ready.

On the dining table, a glass of warm water was placed in front of Jiang Mo, while Xia Xingchen devoured it with great enjoyment.

"Jiang Mo, your cooking skills are amazing, it would be a shame not to be a cook."

Jiang Mo lowered his eyes halfway, and replied in a low voice, "Eating can't stop your mouth."

"It's really delicious!"

Xia Xingchen gave a thumbs up, with a slightly exaggerated expression, which made Jiang Mo think he was acting.

Seeing that his food was delicious, Jiang Mo pondered for a moment and asked, "Will Lan Jinchen cook for you?"

Xia Xingchen said without hesitation: "Why should I eat his cooking? My husband is you and not him."

After saying this sentence without thinking, Xia Xingchen was stunned when he thought about it.

His name is Jiang Mo's husband?

The surprise on Jiang Mo's face was fleeting, and his expression was a little weird: "Please pay attention to your wording, we are only married by contract."

"Oh, I see." Xia Xingchen buried his head, his ears were red, and he didn't dare to look up at Jiang Mo.

In order to change the subject, he offered to recommend himself: "You made me supper today, how about this, I will make a cake for you to send to the company tomorrow, okay?"

Jiang Mo stood up and prepared to go back to the bedroom on the second floor: "No need. Is the cake you made edible?"

Xia Xingchen murmured softly: "Tch, I can learn, anyway, I have nothing to do at home now."

Jiang Mo didn't speak any more. When he walked to the second floor, he remembered the phrase "husband" and suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you like the food I cook?"

Xia Xingchen shouted from downstairs: "I like it."

"Look at your performance in the future, if you satisfy me, I can do it for you from time to time."

"Nani?" Xia Xingchen had some doubts as he slurped the noodles, "Ask me, what can I do to satisfy Jiang Mo?"

Jiang Mo's heart, the seabed needle...

Early the next morning, Xia Xingchen got up firmly, ready to start his own dessert plan.

According to the steps on the Internet, he accurately and conscientiously adjusted the ingredients according to the grams, trying to make no difference.

After working for a long time, the cheese and chocolate bread is freshly baked.

Xia Xingchen sniffed the fragrance, and lamented that he was really an ordinary dessert genius.

After packing the box, take a taxi to Jiang Mo's company.

Entering the hall, Xia Xingchen seemed like a lifetime away.

The last time I came here, Jiang Mo tried his best to toss himself, but now he is the wife of the president?

Although this president's wife is fake and shoddy, it will expire.

After talking to the lady at the front desk, the president's special assistant was sent over the phone to pick him up.

"Hello, please come with me."

Zhao Tezhu adjusted his glasses with a shrewd expression.

After getting on the elevator, he glanced at the cake in Xia Xingchen's hand, and said with a smile, "You are so kind to Mr. Jiang, and you even made dessert for him."

Xia Xingchen smiled: "It's the first time I make it, so I don't know how it tastes."

"It's just..." Zhao Tezhu looked embarrassed: "It's just that Mr. Jiang treated you like that back then, I can't bear it."

Xia Xingchen froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's all in the past."

"But now that I think about it, Mr. Jiang ordered me not to give you food and water and keep you locked in the storage room. I still have lingering fears."

"Although Mr. Jiang let you out after his anger subsided."

Zhao Tezhu raised the corners of his mouth and observed the other person's expression.

Xia Xingchen's face changed suddenly, and after thinking for a moment, his tone was soft: "I am already very grateful that he can save me from Lan Kuo."

Zhao Tezhu nodded agreeingly: "That's right, but Mr. Jiang does act a bit extreme sometimes."

Xia Xingchen suddenly raised his head and stared at Tezhu Zhao.

"You're a little strange, why did you suddenly tell me this? Shouldn't you be on Jiang Mo's side?"

Zhao Tezhu was at a loss for words for a moment: "I...I just love you."

Xia Xingchen smiled thoughtfully, but did not speak.

In the CEO's office, Shen Yuebai was chatting with Jiang Mo about the cooperation case.

Shen Yue was stunned: "My family Fanfan insists on making me breakfast in the morning, and he can't stop him."

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Xia is here."

"Let him in."

After the secretary opened the door, Xia Xingchen walked in with the cake, and nodded to Shen Yuebai to say hello.

"Did you really do it? Can you eat it?"

Jiang Mo opened the cake box and said in distaste, "The appearance is mediocre."

Xia Xingchen rolled his eyes at him, and said with a good temper: "Don't look at the appearance, the taste is definitely good."

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and pushed the cake away: "Okay, you have delivered the cake too, let's go."

"Oh." Xia Xingchen felt mmp in his heart, but guessed that Shen Yuebai was here, and the two of them must have something important to discuss, so he turned around and left happily without saying anything.

Shen Yuebai smiled meaningfully, and stretched out his hand towards the cake: "I know this person, I will taste the cake."

With a "snap", Jiang Mo hit Shen Yuebai's hand.

"This is for me. If you want to eat it, let your family make it."

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