Outright Favoritism Chapter 1068: : Mustard allergy

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

Until dinner time, Yin Mo looked at the sumptuous seafood dishes on the table, and this sentence popped up 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 looked at Yin Mo for a moment, never getting tired of it.

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

In a short while, 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 in the corner of his mouth, and the faint mist obscured the outline of handsome. He half-squinted his eyes, not handling the crab with a tool very skillfully.

He Chen noticed Yin Mo's sight. He took down the cigarette **** and twisted it out in the crab shell, staring at her and teasing, "What are you looking at, I can't eat it?"

Yin Mo got used to his rudeness, picked up the mustard dipping sauce 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 there are also many women who 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 blood streaks on his fingertips.

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

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Yin Mo looked at the plate of crab meat, then looked at He Chen, with a smile on his face, "I can't eat so much."

He Chen took up a 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 her hand back, lowered his head and took away the piece of crab meat dipped in mustard.

Yin Mo squeezed his chopsticks tightly, his cheeks flushed.

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

Yin Mo lowered his head, eating crab meat in small mouths, with a charming smile in his brows and eyes.

Three minutes later, 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 looked up, he saw the man walked around the corner of the table and walked straight out of the kitchen.

She looked at the untouched food on the table in a puzzled manner, and asked with her eyebrows, "Are you not going to eat it? Isn't it right?"

The seafood noodle at the man's table hasn't been moved.

At this time, He Chen stood at the entrance of the restaurant, waving at her sideways frivolously, "You come."

Yin Mo put down his chopsticks and walked over. He didn't 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 put an arm around her back and kissed her **** the lips.

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

He Chen breathed very hard, the deeper he kissed, until Yin Mo was dizzy by the kiss, he rolled his Adam's apple and blew into her ear, "If you recruit me again, 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 eat, and go to bed early after eating."

Yin Mo walked back to the 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.

Although Yin Mo has no personnel, 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 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 bullied chest, closed his eyes, turned around 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 soon 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 A Yong: Miss Yin, did you not eat the seafood dish Chen Ge tonight? [Shivering]

Yin Mo: I didn't eat it, what's wrong?

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 cooking tonight was wrong. Each portion is individually added with mustard."

Yin Mo frowned, "He...can't eat mustard?"

"Well, you 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, which seemed to be the result of her feeding 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?"

A Yong thought about it seriously, "This...not good. Because Chen has never eaten it, and we have never seen his allergic reaction."

Yin Mo was annoyed, and opened the door of the master bedroom in three or two steps, "Then, please help me buy some anti-allergic ointment and send it over. If it is convenient, I will consult Shang's Medicine Hall. , Be careful on your way, don’t be discovered."

A Yong’s message 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 allergies are so severe that he can't get up?

There was no movement inside the door for a long time. Yin Mo couldn't wait. He became more anxious. He simply pinched the doorknob and pressed it lightly, and the door of the second bedroom opened.