Chapter 1282 Sir, Is that You? (1)

Looking at his serious eyes, Xiangyun shut up and lowered her eyes.

At this moment, the enemy is strong and I am weak, only a fool would fight him head-on!

Seeing that Xiangyun did not resist him fiercely, Mo Zili was very satisfied. He said gently: "You have slept enough, I brought the chess, let's play chess after dinner."

As he said that, he couldn't help laughing, thinking of Xiangyun stealing chess pieces when playing chess with him last time, and teased: "I haven't played chess with you for a long time. I wonder if your chess skills have improved. Do you need to rely on 'open chariots and dark horses to steal cannons' to win the game."

Xiangyun didn't want to play chess with him. She lowered her eyes and said dryly: "I don't want to play chess."

The smile on Mo Zili's face froze for a moment, and then he said gently: "No chess, no ... Well, whatever you like to do, reading, painting, I will accompany you.   "

Reading, painting, reciting poems and writing essays, these were Du Wanqing's hobbies at that time. Xiangyun sneered and said in a muffled voice: "I like embroidery."

Mo Zili was speechless for a while, but seeing her tricky look, he liked it from the bottom of his heart. Just as he was about to speak, Cuiping opened the curtain and walked in, saying: "Madam, dinner is ready."

Mo Zili stood up and said: "You must be hungry after sleeping for so long. Let's go and eat."

Xiangyun rolled her eyelids helplessly, got off the ground and put on her shoes very uncomfortably, and went to the outer room with him to eat.

When she arrived at the outer room, she saw that the round rosewood table was already filled with delicious dishes: steamed sea bass, fish-flavored eggplant casserole, lightly braised double mushrooms, Sichuan eel slices, steamed crab, old duck soup, honey-glazed spareribs...

Seven or eight dishes, all of which were her favorites!

Xiangyun looked at the dishes on the table in surprise and asked Cuiping foolishly: "What's going on here?"

Cuiping looked at Mo Zili timidly, bowed and replied: "Madam, these dishes were made by the kitchen ordered by the young master, and they are all your favorites!"

This table of dishes was asked by Mo Zili to ask Madam Wu at the Jian'an Marquis's Mansion. Knowing that Xiangyun liked to eat these, he brought the ingredients and ordered people to make them as soon as he arrived at the manor to please her.

Mo Zili sat down, picked up a soup bowl, and personally filled a bowl of milky white duck soup, handed it to Xiangyun, and said: "This is Liu Fuji's duck soup, your favorite, drink it while it's hot."

Xiangyun took the bowl he handed over with great reluctance, and reluctantly lowered her head to drink a sip.

Mo Zili pretended not to see her question, and said: "How is it? Is it delicious?" While asking, he peeled a shell of crab roe and handed it over.

Xiangyun couldn't stand his attentiveness, and didn't take the crab shell. Instead, she looked at him and said, "Mo Zili, you don't have to treat me like this. I know you are not the type to serve others, so you don't have to make it difficult for yourself. Besides, I feel uncomfortable with your attentiveness."

Mo Zili put the crab shell in his hand on the plate in front of Xiangyun, and wiped his hands with a handkerchief while saying, "I am willing to treat you well. You don't have to feel uncomfortable. Besides, I don't think there is anything to be embarrassed about. Isn't it natural for a husband to love his wife and treat his wife well?"

Xiangyun stared at him. She didn't expect that such a cold person could say such a disgusting thing. It was just that this sentence was said too late. Why didn't he say this when he married her? And his attentiveness, why didn't he do it when he married her? It was not until he broke her heart that he thought of 'it is natural for a husband to love his wife'. Doesn't he think it's ridiculous?