It hurts? Where does it hurt?

Did you hit him just now?

She didn't seem to be very hard, and she didn't mean it. Since it hurts, then rub it with her hands.

He reached out to touch his chest and rubbed it. He was afraid that he would feel pain, so he tried to be as gentle as possible.

But Su Nanxi's move made Mo Qinghe miserable. She didn't know that she was trying to provoke back and forth in his endurance line.

Mo Qinghe pressed her hand and said in a low voice, "It's not here."

Not here, it might be a stomach.

Su Nanxi easily broke away from his hand and moved it to his abdomen, and rubbed it slowly while tying circles.

Mo Qinghe was anxious and didn't dare to say that it was not here anymore. He was afraid that he would rub his thighs as soon as he said it, so he grabbed her hand and prevented her from rubbing it again. After a while, he took a rest, and then he spoke lightly, "It's okay, I'll just ease it, don't rub it."

Su Nanxi was a little hurt by his hand force. He thought he was in pain and wanted to find support, so he let him do it.

After a while, he let go of his hand and collapsed on the bed, like a stranded fish, all over his body.

Su Nanxi remembered that he was sweating profusely and had no towel to wipe, so he simply wiped it with her own sleeve.

Her clothes were worn every day on the surface and had never been washed, but secretly she washed and dried in the space every day, so her clothes were not dirty and smelly.

Mo Qinghe smelled the fragrance remaining on her clothes and felt at ease. He looked up at the person in front of him. His eyelids gradually became heavier and he fell asleep in a daze.

I woke up from my dream and found that it was dawn and Su Nanxi was missing in the room.

He quickly got up and went out to the yard to see that no one had gotten up yet, and there was no trace of Su Nanxi, but he smelled a scent of the yard. Following the smell, there was movement in the kitchen.

The kitchen cooking smoke rose, the smoke was shrouded inside, and the figures were shaking.

Who gets up so early?

If you don’t have a fire on weekdays, what’s wrong today?

Just as Mo Qinghe was speculating, the people inside came out and saw him get up, so they saliva for him, then turned around and went into the kitchen.

After a while, Su Nanxi came out with a small bamboo basket, which was steaming inside and handed it to Mo Qinghe.

Mo Qinghe looked closely and was shocked. There were two buns in the basket, white and fat.

His voice trembled, "Is this what you did?"

Su Nanxi nodded, pushed the basket forward and signaled him to take it.

Mo Qinghe swallowed, slowly reached out to pick up one, and took a light bite under the burning eyes of Su Nanxi.

Su Nanxi leaned closer and stared at him, wanting to ask if he tasted delicious?

Mo Qinghe nodded hard at her, "It's delicious!"

It was so delicious! He had never eaten such delicious buns, fluffy, soft, not sour, and had a sweet fragrance. The filling inside was so delicious that it was full of filling after one bite.

Su Nanxi smiled with satisfaction. Her prescription ratio was correct.

Mo Qinghe wanted to eat one, but Su Nanxi suddenly ran away with the basket. He looked at her back and smiled helplessly.

Su Nanxi ran back again after a while, holding the smoking basket, and gestured in front of him.

"You mean, these three buns are all different, are they all for me to eat?" he asked uncertainly.

She nodded vigorously, put the small basket in his hand, and turned around and ran into the kitchen. Mo Qinghe looked at her far away with deep eyes.

The child's biological clock is relatively accurate, and he gets up as soon as the sky is dawn.

Mo Dongcheng was the first to run out and saw Mo Qinghe eating in the yard. He ran over and asked, "Uncle San, what are you eating?"

When I got closer, I saw it was a bun!

"ah!"

The ghost roared.

The Mo family's old house was trembling a few times by him. When the people inside heard about it, they rushed out of the door immediately.

"What happened?"

Everyone ran over and asked Mo Dongcheng.

Mo Dongcheng pointed at Mo Qinghe and shouted at Old Mrs. Mo, "My uncle, I want it too!"

Everyone surrounded Mo Qinghe and looked at it. It was really a bun! No wonder they smelled so fragrant early in the morning! They all thought they made it next door, but they were still cursing them in their hearts! It turned out that they ate it by their own people!

Children are so hungry that they are about to cry, and adults feel their stomachs are bulging.

Old Mrs. Mo asked her third son who calmly ate buns, "San'er, where did you get the buns early in the morning?"

Mo Qinghe pointed his hand and said, "On there."

Everyone looked at the kitchen?

They were the same doubts when they first saw it. Finally, Old Mrs. Mo stopped everyone and went into the kitchen to take a look.

As soon as I entered, I saw Su Nanxi. Before I could ask, I was stuffed with a large basket of steaming buns, and then pushed it and turned out of the door.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Mrs. Mo coming out holding the smoke-producing thing. Boss Mo was afraid of hurting me, so he quickly stepped forward to take it. He looked closer and saw the things in the basket and was even more shocked.

Old Mrs. Mo squeezed her eldest son away and held the basket in front of everyone, looking a little proud, "This is made by the mute girl, let's eat while it's hot. Let the dolls take it first, come one by one, don't push or squeeze it."

Everyone took one, looked at it and then started to eat it slowly. After taking a bite, they couldn't stop.

The couple of Mr. Mo burst into tears. They lived for decades and had eaten such delicious buns for the first time.

The child still wants to finish eating. Old Mrs. Mo went into the kitchen and came out to bring out a large basket.

"Oh, this is a different stuff. Thank you for your hard work. I got up early in the morning to make so many buns." Qin said with relief.

Mo Yunmei said "stop" and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't she do that?"

Boss Mo looked over coldly and was threatening without anger, "What does it mean? Then what should you do?"

Mo Yunmei shouted at the top of her voice, "Isn't it? Who does a daughter-in-law need not get up early to work? If she wants to be a daughter-in-law, she must have this awareness and serve our family well."

Boss Mo swallowed the bun in his mouth, looked at the increasingly outrageous sister, and said lightly, "I know a lot, who told you?"

Qin listened on the side, knowing that her husband was about to get angry, so he came over and grabbed his arm.

Mo Yunmei had no idea that she was going to be beaten. She raised her eyebrows and said proudly, "Sister Qiuxia knows a lot, she told me!"

"Oh!" The tail sound was elongated and raised. Boss Mo was grabbed by his wife's arm, and he was rational. "She knows so much. Have you ever told you that it's best for my sister-in-law to please her at home?"

Mo Yunmei snorted, "Why should I please? It is her to please me if I want to please me!"

Old Mrs. Mo also disliked her daughter and became more and more unrestrained. "Why do they want to please you? This is her home, not your home! In two years, if you get married, your in-laws' home is your home! If you are not good to your sister-in-law, no one will tell her if her sister-in-law doesn't let her go in the future!"

When Mo Yunmei heard this, her temper also rose and she stumbled on her neck, "She dares!"

Mo Qinghe said coldly, "She doesn't dare, I dare!"

Mei Mo Yun was so angry that she stamped her feet a few times, and ran away with anger.

Su Nanxi happened to hear it, and felt warm. He stuffed the basket in his hand to Qin Shi, turned around and grabbed Mo Qinghe's hand and drew it.

Mo Qinghe was stunned for a moment, looked up at her, "Are you sure?"
Chapter completed!