MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 212 city ​​extra 1

  Chapter 212 City Story 1

  After the caesarean section, Wen Hua left a scar on her stomach. Every time she saw it, Xi Mo would be silent for a while.

He found the best nursing and repairing products and food supplements, both internally and externally. In addition, Wen Hua is also working hard to exercise and shape. In fact, he is recovering very well. The excess subcutaneous fat produced during the three-month pregnancy after delivery has been reduced by Wen Hua. down.

  The scar has also faded a lot, and it didn't look hideous at first. As a woman, Wen Wei felt harmless, but Xi Mo couldn't see it.

  He didn't say it clearly, but Wen Hua could tell that he blamed himself and felt distressed.

  This is also manifested in another aspect.

  Every time we get close after giving birth, he is very gentle, far from the style of jackals and leopards before.

  The two of them really didn't have a single time during pregnancy. Roughly speaking, he had been vegetarian for almost a year.

   After being so methodical for a year, Wen Hua learned another truth. This man has strong self-control. He was able to be more gentle and restrained before, but he just didn't want to restrain himself.

  He loves himself dearly, and she just takes advantage of this love to recharge her energy.

  But after a long time, she felt something was wrong.

  Every time she got close to her, she was embarrassed to look at him. One night, she accidentally caught a glimpse of his perspiring face, and Wen Hua realized that he seemed to be suffering?

  It may indeed be more tormenting for people who used to have such a big need to suddenly restrain themselves.

   Biting her lips and thinking for a while, Wen Hua slowly raised her eyes to meet him.

   "Actually, I..." The man looked down at her. From her perspective, the collarbone and Adam's apple were the most prominent. She swallowed, "I've recovered a long time ago, you don't have to endure so hard..."

   Speaking of the back, the sound is like a mosquito, and the neck is red.

  Xi Mo stared at her with dark eyes for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled.

   A moment later, the big palm supported her slender waist, and the two changed positions.

  He leaned on the bedside and looked at her idly, his sweat-drenched hair drooped slightly on his forehead, his thin lips were **** and charming, "Since Mrs. Xi loves me so much, why don't you come?"

   Seeing that she was still moving, the magnetic voice called again: "Baby?"

  The next day, Wen Hua fell asleep until the sun was up for the first time in a long time.

   It was the first time in over a year since she was pregnant that she couldn't get out of bed.

  Since that night, Xi Mo began to abandon his abstinence and self-restraint appearance to do whatever he wanted, Wen Hua felt like he had shot himself in the foot with a stone...

Recently, a male artist named Zhao Zhiyan in the entertainment company of my cousin’s husband suddenly became popular because of a drama of the Republic of China. He is not a newcomer. He graduated from a regular drama school. He has excellent acting skills and lines. He has been studying the script steadily. A good character, one of the few entertainers with both virtue and art in the impetuous entertainment industry.

  Because of this, in his thirties, he has been tepid in the entertainment industry where idol group traffic dominates.

  In this Republic of China drama, he is not upright, on the contrary, he is a black-bellied warlord villain, dressed in a neat military uniform and black leather gloves, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and has a handsome and charming demeanor.

   Against the background of the boring emotional line between the male and female protagonists, the ruthless, cold and handsome, black-bellied villain warlord who only knows how to engage in business has won the hearts of thousands of boys and girls.

  Girls like his handsome and dark belly, boys like his decisiveness and leadership, his popularity exploded for a while, and the popularity of artists of the same period was precipitously increased.

  Wen Hua didn't chase stars at first, but when Rong Qiu Anli gave it to her, she thought it was a little fresh meat who just pretended to be cool and handsome when she just debuted.

  He is not a fresh meat at all, but a mature man who is restrained and stable. It doesn't matter if he is charming, but the temperament of a career-oriented black-bellied warlord is really fascinating.

One of Wen Hua's favorite shots is that he is lazily leaning on the sofa in the interrogation room. A beam of light comes in from the narrow window, hiding half of his handsome face in the darkness. He smokes and smokes between his fingers, but his eyes are sharp Quietly staring at the tortured traitor.

  When I was a child, I didn't understand the meaning of the phrase 'men are not bad and women don't love', but now she can empathize very much.

   This kind of ruthless, murderous and decisive black-bellied man is really tasteful!

Based on the advantage of being close to the water, she asked Luo Qingyu about Zhao Zhiyan's itinerary, and learned that there will be an offline fan meeting this Saturday, and her cousin also helped her get an internal ticket, and then she can go to the backstage dressing room to see it up close God.

  Because Rong Qiu also fell in love with Zhao Zhiyan, Wen Hua was so generous that she even got a ticket for her sister.

  I didn’t understand the fanaticism of those star-chasing girls twittering and calling male celebrity husbands, but now I can understand it. It’s the first time in my life to chase stars. This feeling is very novel and very happy.

   But calling her husband is not an option. She always remembers her status as a married woman, and star fans will keep a good sense of it—to keep her husband from knowing.

She didn't dare to bring back the limited edition posters she got through her relationship with Liuyue Mansion. Those little dolls, posters and postcards were all hidden in Wen's own boudoir. Appreciate it once.

  With Xi Mon's jealousy, if she knew that she was chasing male celebrities, she would definitely be ripped off.

  She thought she hid it well, but she didn't know that the man had already discovered some clues.

For example, she has never been addicted to TV dramas, but for two consecutive Mondays after dinner, she took the time to sit in the living room and watch a TV drama of the Republic of China, and looked down at her mobile phone more often. Sometimes he just came out of the bathroom and met her face I don't know who I'm talking to with a smile.

   Another time when she brought milk into his study, she saw that he didn't wear glasses and asked him why he didn't wear them.

   "I can see the words, but I don't want to wear them."

  She pursed her lips slightly, "Put it on, wear it well..."

   "Wear it to protect your eyesight." I almost spoke my truth.

  So, after he put on the glasses, her eyes shone brightly, and he recognized that expression.

   is confused by his beauty.

  No doubt about him, Xi Mo was so happy that his wife was obsessed with his appearance, and after that, he always wore his pair of silver-rimmed glasses at home.

  Then one day, after he finished answering the phone on the bedroom balcony, Wen Huawo looked up in her favorite chaise longue and asked him, "Have you quit smoking?"

  The number of times he smokes can be counted on the fingers, and it has been a long time since I have seen him smoke.

  The fact is that after she became pregnant, Xi Mo never smoked at home, and he would not smoke in front of her before, and it is even more impossible after having a child.

   I didn’t have any addiction to smoking, but now it’s no different from quitting.

"Stop doing."

   "Actually, you are very **** when you smoke." Wen Hua praised generously.

   "I'm not **** any other time?"

  Wen Hua blushed, "Sexy, but there is a kind of lazy handsomeness when smoking."

  Xi Mo stared at her, "Have you been reading romance novels recently?"

   "No, it's been a long time since you smoked, so just ask."

   "Want to see me smoke?"

   Nodding.

   "It's not impossible to see it if you want to."

  A certain person's eyes lit up, which made Xi Mo feel even more strange, and slightly bent down to pick him up and walked towards the big bed.

  While lifting up the skirt with her hands, a magnetic voice sounded: "Come to the company to find me some other day, and I'll show you how **** I am."

  He is very good at it.

  Listening to the crisp voice, Wen Hua bit her lower lip and helped him take off his glasses.

  The two were kissing passionately, when the two little **** outside the door were scratching the door again.

   "Mommy, we're back!"

   "Mommy—"

  (end of this chapter)