Chapter 2044: What kind of psychology is this!

It was a little more conservative and a little more mature.
But this may be regarded as Xishi in the eyes of lovers.
Her own husband, she thinks it is the best look.
Mo Yesi finished his question, and did not hear Qiao Mianmian answer. When he lowered his head, he met her obsessive eyes.
Then she glanced down her eyes again, and couldn't help hooking her lips.
He sat down next to her, stretched out his hand and took the man into his arms, squeezed her soft waist and whispered softly, "Baby, is it pretty?"
Qiao Mianmian recovered.
Faced with the man's abusive gaze, her face was a bit hot.
She just...again became a at her husband again.
"Cough, you've finished washing."
Qiao Mianmian buried his head in his arms and took a deep breath.
She likes the smell of Mo Yesi, especially when he just took a shower. There is a light lemon fragrance on her body, which smells good.
"Huh." Mo Yesi looked at the woman sniffing and sniffing at him like a puppy in his arms, and said a little funny, "Who had you just chatted with? So enchanted?"
"He Chen Chen."
"Chen Chen? What are you talking about?"
"Mo Yesi, can you help me do something." Qiao Mianmian raised his head from his arms.
"Ok?"
"I want you to check something for me, but I don't know if I can find it."
"What is it, you say."
Qiao Mianmian thought for a while and said, "I want to check some black materials related to Qiao Anxin."
"On this matter?" Mo Yesi raised an eyebrow.
"Well, this one."
"I thought it was a difficult thing, it's that simple? Is there anything else?"
"No longer."
Mo Yesi smiled and said, "Okay, let me ask Wei Zheng to check it for you. How do you clear up Joao's mind now? Do I need to do this for you?"
"I'll do it myself, I should be able to do it myself." Qiao Mianmian rolled his eyes, withdrew from his arms, and got up, "If I have a place that needs your help, I will tell you. Your hair is still Wet, I'll get a blower to blow you."
Mo Yesi touched some still wet hair and nodded: "Okay."
After a moment.
Qiao Mianmian came with a hair dryer and stood behind him, blowing his hair slowly.
The girl's soft hand flicked gently on his head, and the warm wind shed a little bit. Mo Yesi heard her voice softly and said to him: "When I was away, did you take a shower? Blow dry your hair before going to sleep? You remember, you must blow dry your hair and not sleep with your hair wet. Otherwise you will definitely get a headache later."
She told him like a child.
Mo Yesi didn't think these words were verbose, but his heart was warm.
Waiting for Qiao Mianmian to blow him for a while, he suddenly called her out: "Mianmian."
The voice was very low and gentle, as if whispering softly in her ear.
"Well." Qiao Mianmian also whispered softly.
Mo Yesi turned around, took the hair dryer from her hand, turned it off and put it on the bedside table aside, and pulled her to sit on his lap.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair, her dark eyes condensed on her: "Always by my side, okay?"
"Always stay with me, never leave me."
Qiao Mianmian froze.
"How did you talk about this all of a sudden?"
"You promised me first."
Qiao Mianmian: "...Well, I promise you. I will always be with you and never leave you."
Mo Yesi lifted her jaw and kissed gently.