Outright Favoritism

Chapter 1068 Mustard Allergy

——Yin Mo, back to Nanyang, I will marry you.

Until dinner time, Yin Mo watched the sumptuous seafood dishes on the table, and this sentence popped in his mind from time to time.

The seafood dishes were bought by A Yong when he drove them back. They are all flavors that Yin Mo likes.

Outside the window, the moon rises and the sun sets.

He Chen sat on the opposite side and smoked lazily, his dark eyes filled with the brightness of the light, and he stared at Yin Mo for a moment, never getting tired of it.

Yin Mo loves seafood, she never said, but He Chen knows it.

Not long, Yin Mo ate a few slices of boiled cuttlefish, picked up the chopsticks and hesitated between the crab and abalone for half a second, and finally chose to eat abalone first.

Then, the plump crab was taken away by the slender fingers.

Yin Mo raised his eyelids and pursed his mouth, his heart hot.

The man on the opposite side had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and the faint mist blurred the outline of the handsome. He half-squinted his eyes, and he did not act skillfully with a tool to handle crabs.

He Chen noticed Yin Mo’s sight. He took the cigarette **** and twisted it out of the crab shell, staring at her and teasing, “Look at what, I can’t eat it?”

Yin Mo got used to his rudeness, picked up the mustard dip on the side and handed it to him, “This is fishy.”

He Chen looked at Yin Mo while dealing with the crab in his hand, with a slight smile hidden in his eyes.

He has seen a lot of women throw and hug him, and many women sneer at him, but none of them can compare to a gesture or a look in Yin Mo’s eyes.

She is inferior and sensitive, and she takes the initiative very few times, but it is also particularly fascinating and exciting.

He Chen’s lips curled up, and the crab was processed in just a few minutes, and a small plate of crab meat was placed in front of Yin Mo.

He pressed his fingertips, and through the bright light he saw the faint bloodshots on his fingertips.

Very good, for the first time in my life handling crab meat for a woman, my fingers were pricked with two holes.

“Aren’t you going to eat it?” Yin Mo looked at the plate of crabmeat, then looked at He Chen, with a smile on his face, “I can’t eat so much.”

He Chen picked up the towel and wiped his hands. He raised his chin and gestured, “You can eat as much as you can, and it’s not about feeding pigs.”

Yin Mo glanced at him, automatically ignoring the unacceptable sentence.

She picked up a piece of crab meat, dipped it in mustard sauce, and handed it to He Chen.

Yin Mo held his chopsticks, while He Chen looked at her deeply. A few seconds later, Yin Mo was a little discouraged and planned to withdraw his hand, “Are you…” Don’t like seafood?

The question was not finished, the man held the back of her hand, lowered his head and took away the piece of crab meat dipped in mustard.

Yin Mo squeezed his chopsticks tightly, his cheeks were slightly red.

I kissed tomorrow morning, but he didn’t mind holding the chopsticks she had used. This kind of intimacy was more tender than a skin-to-kin.

Yin Mo lowered his head, eating crab meat in small sips, her brows hidden in her eyes, and she was charming and smiling like spring.

It was only three minutes later, and He Chen tied the button on the shirt collar without a trace. “Eat slowly, no one will grab it with you.”

The moment Yin Mo raised her head, she saw the man had gone around the corner of the table and walked straight out of the kitchen.

She looked at the untouched food on the table in confusion, and asked with her eyebrows, “You are not eating anymore? Isn’t it appetizing?”

The seafood noodles at the man’s table have never been moved.

At this time, He Chen stood at the entrance of the restaurant, waving at her sideways and frivolously, “Come on.”

Yin Mo put down his chopsticks and walked over. He did not know if it was the cause of the light. He Chen’s handsome face and the skin on the side of his neck had some irregular red marks.

She raised her head to look more closely, but the man took her back and kissed her hard.

Yin Mo didn’t struggle, and cautiously responded to him with the tip of his tongue.

He Chen breathed very hard, the deeper he kissed, the deeper he kissed, until Yin Mo was dizzy from the kiss, he rolled his Adam’s apple and blew into her ear, “If you recruit me, you don’t want to eat.”

Regardless of whether Yin Mo understands or not, she is quite confused now anyway, and she has forgotten what she wanted to do before.

He Chen patted her soft waist, sucked on her earlobe, “Go to dinner, and go to bed early after eating.”

Yin Mo walked back to the dining table with blurred eyes, sat down straight, lowered his head and stuffed crab meat into his mouth.

I didn’t know what was wrong just now, she actually had the urge to kiss him forever.

Especially the good smell of He Chen’s body stimulated her nerves, and seemed to want more.

Yin Mo has no personnel, but he lives in an open-minded Western British emperor. He has never done anything about adult men and women and watched it. After all, there are legal adult channels on the TV…

Thinking about this, Yin Mo felt very ashamed, and lowered his head like an ostrich, for fear that He Chen would see any clues.

The man who adjusted his breathing by the door, looked at her slightly undulating chest, closed his eyes, turned and went back to the second bedroom upstairs.

Fuck.

He is allergic to mustard!

Itchy all over!

……

At half past nine in the evening, Yin Mo finished dealing with the computer, and stood on the balcony for a while. When he was bored, he was ready to take a bath and sleep.

The night at Beicheng No.1 is very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the city, and no noise can be heard quietly.

Yin Mo dried her hair, and shortly after she lay down, the cell phone by the bed vibrated.

Yin Mo opened his eyes, picked up the phone and took a look, somewhat puzzled.

The WeChat message was sent by Ayong: Miss Yin, did you not eat the seafood dish Chen Ge tonight? [trembling]

Yin Mo: I didn’t eat, what happened?

Immediately afterwards, A Yong called, “Miss Yin, it’s nothing serious, as long as Brother Chen didn’t eat. The Earls Hotel specifically called me to apologize, saying that the dish tonight was wrong. Mustard is added separately.”

Yin Mo frowned, “He…can’t eat mustard?”

“Well, I can’t eat it, Chen Ge is allergic to mustard.”

Yin Mo’s eyelids twitched, and suddenly he remembered the irregular erythema on He Chen’s cheeks and neck. It seemed that she had fed him mustard crab meat.

“What are the symptoms of his allergy?” Yin Mo lifted the quilt and got out of bed as he said, “Is it serious?”

Ayong thought about it seriously, “This…not good. Because Chen has never eaten it before, and we have never seen his allergic reaction.”

Yin Mo was annoyed, and opened the door of the master bedroom in a few steps, “Then, please help me buy some anti-allergic ointment and send it over. If it’s convenient, go to Shang’s Medicine Hall for consultation. You are on your way. Be careful, don’t get caught.”

A Yong’s channel was bad, so he hurriedly responded, “Okay, Miss Yin, I’ll do it right away.”

Yin Mo hurried to the guest room on the other side, raised his hand and knocked on the door hastily.

She didn’t even see He Chen coming downstairs after dinner, could it be…his allergic symptoms were so severe that he couldn’t get up?

There was no movement in the door. Yin Mo couldn’t wait any longer, and became more anxious. He simply pinched the doorknob and pressed it lightly, and the door of the second bedroom opened in response.

(End of this chapter)