Chapter 1055: I don't deserve to be your wish?

Yin Mo said casually.

He Chen asked again, "Where do you want to go this afternoon?"

Yin Mo said it’s okay.

After the two questions, He Chen chose to shut up.

He naturally had his arrangements, and asking Yin Mo just wanted to listen to

her suggestions.

Unfortunately, the beauty is low in EQ, and she is a submissive temperament,

and it is difficult to hear her express her wishes.

He Chen sat down, rubbing Yin Mo's hand, slowly relaxing the joints and

clasping her fingers tightly.

He was silent for a moment, his narrow eyes filled with rare seriousness and

concentration, and his hoarse voice taught Yin Mo: "Baby, in front of me, you

can do whatever you want."

She can do whatever she wants, she doesn't need to be obedient at all.

"I can really do anything." Yin Mo looked back at He Chen, and said lightly.

Perhaps seeing the clear reflection in the bottom of his eyes, Yin Mo thought,

and asked tentatively: "Then...Shall we eat steak?"

He Chen did not speak, but his chest was mixed with sourness and unspeakable

distress.

He was also unfortunately young, and suffered years of oppression and bullying

in He’s family.

But He Chen is luckier than Yin Mo, because he escaped from the sea of

suffering very early, and he lived happily and happily.

In contrast, Yin Mo was trapped in the Duke’s Mansion, and her character and

background were polished by the Xiao family, making her pale and dull.

If she hadn't met Li Qiao, she would probably never learn to resist and fight.

He Chen raised his arms and hugged Yin Mo in his arms, gently stroked the back

of her head with his palms, with thin lips printed on her forehead, "Then eat

steak."

Everyone says that He Chen is passionate and frivolous, because no one has

ever seen his single-mindedness and affection.

He can’t say how much he loves Yin Mo, but she is the only one he doesn’t want

to touch any more women.

……

Earl’s Seven-Star Hotel is at the peak of dining, but the entire western

restaurant has only one table of guests.

He Chen and Yin Mo sat across from the long table, and uttered to the menu in

front of her, "Order whatever you want."

Yin Mo opened the menu, and her dazzling array of delicious food dazzled her.

She ordered a steak at random, and then she frowned as she looked at the

center of the long table.

He Chen caught this scene, took a look at it, and joked, "Baby, need a

candle?"

In the center of the long table, there are three candles.

Hearing this, Yin Mo closed the menu and handed it to the waiter, and shook

his head: "No. It's just this kind of western food set up. It would look

better with a bunch of flowers."

The waiter beside silently looked at He Chen holding the menu.

Seven-star hotel’s top western restaurant, of course, will not make such

common sense mistakes.

But the father of the gold master who booked the table today, didn’t let those

bells and whistles be reorganized, saying that flowers would block his sight

of beauties...

On the other side, He Chen, sitting lazily at Yin Mo, gestured to the waiter

in compromise after a few seconds, "Swing, swing quickly."

He Chen has no sense of a gentleman, nor is it rare to play romance and make

superficial skills.

But Yin Mo was born in the British emperor, and has a natural sense of ritual.

It can only be said that the two most complementary people in the relationship

are none other than them.

……

After the meal, He Chen took Yin Mo to the Cultural Park.

The two walked hand in hand in the Pama-style scenic area, enjoying the rare

tranquility.

Yin Mo is a girl who can’t hide her worries. She walked around an old alley

block. She looked sideways at He Chen’s three-dimensional and distinctive

profile, and asked thoughtfully, “If you can’t find Auntie, what do you do?”

"I will find it." He Chen tilted his head, his thin lips showed a pleasant

arc, "Even if you can't find it, your man won't sit still."

Yin Mo's eyelids twitched, and quickly turned to look at the scenery.

Looking over from He Chen’s perspective, she just happened to see her ears

gradually turning red.

He lowered his head and breathed on her auricle, "Baby, is my answer

satisfied? You can reply."

Yin Mo avoided complaining, "Don't make trouble."

Except for certain specific moments, she is not used to having ** with He

Chen in the public.

But the man obviously doesn’t know what it means to accept as soon as he sees

it, so he kissed her on the face for several times before it counted.

Next door to Cultural Park is a playground.

This kind of location, He Chen has never walked in since he grew up so old.

He tilted his eyes slightly and saw Yin Mo glance at the Ferris wheel and

rubbed her head, "Want to go?"

Yin Mo looked at him and nodded hesitantly.

She has never been on a Ferris wheel, nor has she ever been to a playground.

He Chen bent down and put his handsome face in front of Yin Mo, and said with

a grin: "Baby, I will take you with Brother Scream."

Yin Mo glanced at his profile, then glanced at the Ferris wheel, "Can't you

enter alone?"

He Chen squinted at her, suddenly lost interest.

He whirled at his feet, leading Yin Mo to the playground, his back looked

somewhat...apathetic.

is another day hurt by the low EQ of 29 points.

……

There are many young couples in places like playgrounds, but men and women

like He Chen and Yin Mo are absolutely rare and comparable to one in a

million.

Under the Ferris wheel, He Chen took Yin Mo to ignore the amazing voice behind

him, and leaned into the car.

The inside is very spacious, with two rows of seats and a square table in the

middle.

He Chen predominantly led Yin Mo to sit on the same side.

As the Ferris wheel slowly lifted into the sky, Yin Mo looked at the scenery

with his chin, and the man was watching her.

Going to the top, He Chen asked her if she had any wishes.

Yin Mo thought blankly for a few seconds, then shook his head, "No, I have no

wish..."

Most of her wishes come from spiritual or material desires, but she does not

have them.

The style of the Duke’s Mansion does not allow servants to have their own

ideas and opinions.

The perennial admonitions made Yin Mo lose all desire to pursue. At the

beginning, the only belief that supported her to live was probably her

parents.

At this moment, He Chen looked out the window and hugged Yin Mo's waist to her

lap. The ferris wheel rose higher and higher, his dark eyebrows and eyes

flashed with a trace of unpleasantness, and his tone was vicious, "Captain

Yin, I Not worthy of your wish?"

Yin Mo looked straight at the man, "I can."

He Chen: "..." He felt a little reluctant.

Yin Mo pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes gleaming slightly, "I have a

wish. I hope my parents will live a long life and be healthy."

He Chen: "..."

When the Ferris wheel they were on gradually rose to the highest point, Yin Mo

rubbed He Chen's handsome face with his soft hands, and smiled shyly, "You

too."

He Chen: "..."

Go ** and live a hundred years old.

With this woman, he will be fortune-telling before he died early!

He Chen covered his lips without saying a word, and his anger was extremely

strong.

But soon, the kiss became lingering.

Yin Mo shrank in He Chen's arms, his mind getting more and more confused.

He Chen looks frivolous and slutty, but his kisses are extraordinarily

powerful and domineering, which can always bring her trembling and heart

palpitations.

At the highest point of the Ferris wheel, the man held her lips, his narrow

eyes are full of narrow narrow eyes, "Captain Yin, where should I touch it?"

At this time, while Yin Mo was not paying attention, He Chen pinched her wrist

and stuffed her palm into the collar of the shirt.

Unknown Yin Mo lifted his eyes with water, lowered his head to look intently,

and quickly retracted his hand, "It's obviously you..."

He Chen wickedly curled her lips and pressed her palm to the position of her

heart through the shirt. His eyes were deep and focused, "Yin Mo, it belongs

to you."

This heart belongs to you.

Yin Mo stopped struggling, his gradually damp palm pressed against He Chen's

heart, and he could clearly feel the warmth and beating from the skin under

his palm.

Gradually, the heartbeat frequencies of each other seemed to become the

same...

6000+, ask for a monthly ticket~ After working on these days, maybe we can add

more on weekends. Maybe...

(End of this chapter)