Xiao Linghui's birthday passed just like that. In the following days, Xia Mang continued to date Cheng Mo and occasionally had dinner with Xiao Linghui. Soon, it was Christmas.
In this city, for the young people, Christmas was a lively festival, and the Spring Festival was a lively event. Lovers were even more eager to pursue foreign festivals.
Xia Mang had a rough understanding of Cheng Mo after dating him for a month. Cheng Mo was a person who understood the mood of life very well. He arranged their date time very well. Every day, the program schedule was different. When he was in a good mood, he would spend time in his own kitchen and cook a table of delicious food for Xiamang. Xia Mang was a lazy person. Cheng Mo was willing to arrange the schedule for their date, so she was happy to rely on him. She hated it when she had to pick the location for a friend's dinner party. Cheng Mo picked her up from work every day. In this month, he only had two nights off because he had something to do. Xiamang was happy to relax. It was good to be able to breathe a sigh of relief.
To put it simply, their date this month was exceptionally polite. Cheng Mo didn't turn into a Moonlit Werewolf. Other than asking for a good kiss in a fixed way, he simply became a gentleman and a gentleman.
However, who didn't have a wonderful beginning in love? Humans were always used to showing their best side in front of others when they first met. Distance produces beauty, but the loss of distance produces contradiction.
On December 24th, the office was clearly divided into two classes. Unmarried colleagues received flowers of different origins, while married colleagues did not receive any. As the only male in the office, Old Shu was infected by this atmosphere and ordered flowers for his wife for the first time.
Xiamang received a bouquet of purple roses. It was a new breed that had been sold at a sky-high price this Christmas. Naturally, it attracted a wave of flattery from his colleagues in the office. Ever since she found out about the relationship between Xiamang and Heng Long's chairman, Shi Jing had restrained herself a lot.
When it was time to get off work, everyone was in no mood to go to work and discussed their arrangements for Christmas Eve.
"It's a foreign festival. I heard that if we eat a meal tonight, we can eat at least three meals on a normal day. I really don't understand what you're thinking. It's obvious that you're being ripped off by the Shang family!”As the oldest senior in the office, Sister Li couldn't understand the anticipation of these unmarried girls in the office for tonight.
Xiamang was about to hear the others 'rebuttal when her phone rang.
"Shall we have dinner at home tonight, Sammy?”Cheng Mo had already said this very casually, so casually that Xia Mang didn't feel that it was inappropriate. Xia Mang was already familiar with Cheng Mo's villa at Repulse Bay, so she didn't realize the full meaning of the word "at home" from Cheng Mo's mouth.
"Oh." Xia Mang replied casually as she recalled Sister Li's words.
As long as there was good food, she did not care about the occasion. It wasn't that she wanted to save money for Cheng Mo, but she was afraid that there would be too many people and didn't want to be slaughtered by the merchants!
Cheng Mo was very strange today. It wasn't the first time he had gone to the supermarket with him to buy groceries. The previous few times, Cheng Mo had always picked the vegetables that Xia Mang liked. This time, however, Cheng Mo seemed to have picked something different from usual. He even bought fish, a fish that Xia Mang couldn't name. Cheng Mo liked to eat it, but Xia Mang didn't.
By the way, Cheng Mo liked fish the most. It also seemed that Cheng Mo wasn't the only one. Most men loved to eat fish, just like cats loved to steal fish.
She didn't need to do anything anyway, so she didn't care what he bought. As Xia Mang thought this, his doubts disappeared.
When they reached home, Xiamang, who was about to go to the balcony on the top floor to slack off and wait for food as usual, was stopped for the first time."Wait, Sammy."
"Uh, what's the matter?" Xia Mang was confused.
"Sammy will cook today!" Cheng Mo took out the vegetables from the shopping bag one by one and smiled evilly.
"Uh, I don't know how to!" Xiamang recalled Xiao Linghui's birthday dinner and immediately shook her head. No, she couldn't cook in front of Cheng Mo. Her shortcomings had been exposed, so why should she embarrass herself?
"Just treat it as a Christmas gift from Sammy.”His smile became even more unscrupulous.
Alright, Xiamang admitted that she was heartless. Although a certain someone had flowers and chocolates every day, she had never given him anything. If she went out to eat, she would not have the chance to pay the bill. Therefore, in general, Xia Mang really seemed to be 'stingy' in front of Cheng Mo. This time, the victim took the initiative to ask for a gift. Although this gift was a little strange and might cause a chain reaction and cause negative effects, could she refuse?
"But I really don't know how to." She was struggling on her deathbed and had a pitiful look in her eyes.
"You can take me as your master."
"You should be the assistant." Xiamang replied very quickly in a fit of pique.
"Alright." Cheng Mo seemed to have expected Xia Mang to say this, so he answered readily.
Hence, the two of them started to mess around in the kitchen. This was Xiamang's second time in the kitchen. The first time was to snatch a horse alone, and it ended up in a mess. This time, there was a person who was called a kitchen helper but was actually a chef supervising and guiding him. The scene was very different.
"You wash the vegetables and I'll cut them." Xia Mang began to give instructions. Cheng Mo was good-tempered and carried out Xia Mang's orders with a smile. As he washed, he instructed Xia Mang on how to cut the vegetables later.
"Uncle, aren't you tired? I feel that it's not as easy for you to take care of everything like before!”Xiamang felt that Tang Sanzang was beside her. It was fine if Tang Sanzang was teaching her how to cut and match vegetables, but he was also nagging about the nutritious side dishes. This was really unbearable.
Xiamang was still not used to calling Cheng Mo by his name, so she usually used him as a substitute. Occasionally, she would feed him, and when she was in a bad mood, she would call him uncle.
"But you have to learn these things.”
Cheng Mo spoke very naturally, and his hands did not slow down in washing the vegetables. Xiamang froze in her cutting motion. Did she have to learn all this? It seemed that no one had ever said such words to her. Her parents didn't. Wen Hao didn't advocate it in the past. Even on Ah Hui's birthday, he didn't support her to do it at first.
"Why must you learn it? Nowadays, there are plenty of men who cook." Besides, didn't they have a nanny? However, Xia Mang didn't say the last sentence out loud. She didn't want Cheng Mo to think that she would only marry him.
"Learning how to cook doesn't mean that you have to cook every day in the future. It's just that when you're in the mood, it's also a kind of happiness to be able to do it yourself. Moreover, a girl could be good in the hall and in the kitchen, so she could add a lot of impression points in front of the elders.”
"Impression points?" What was this? On second thought, could Cheng Mo be preparing for her to meet his parents in the future? F * ck, would it be like those TV dramas where she would be ridiculed, despised, treated coldly, or even ridiculed? Then, his father or mother would analyze her sinister intentions for getting close to their son, and finally throw a check at her face to tell her to stay away from Cheng Mo?
"Ah!" Xia Mang put down the knife in his hand and couldn't stand it anymore.
"What's wrong? Did you cut your hand, Sammy?" Cheng Mo took a step forward and grabbed Xia Mang's hand to examine it carefully. His hands were still wet from the sweat, and there was a rare nervous expression on his face.
"No, no, I'm not that stupid!”Xia Mang pushed Cheng Mo away quickly. She really disliked people when she was upset and in a bad mood." Why are you so nervous? You forced me to cook. It's your fault that I cut my hand and finger!”
It was obvious that Xiamang was expressing her strong dissatisfaction because of her imagination! She couldn't let this happen. She couldn't suffer such humiliation. That was all!
"It's good that you're fine! Why are you suddenly shouting?" Uncle Cheng had a rare good temper towards Little White Mang. He could actually tolerate Little White Mang's unreasonable behavior and even smile in relief.
"If you're in a bad mood, just shout.”Xia Mang pushed Cheng Mo away and turned around to pick up the kitchen knife to continue cutting the vegetables. Perhaps it was because she had already experienced a relationship or because she was influenced by Ye 'zi and Lin Ran's relationship, she would unconsciously think of practical problems in her relationship with Cheng Mo. This had never happened before.
As for love, once it was connected to real life, it would always make people feel depressed. Xiamang was like this now.
"Don't think too much. Focus on the kitchen. It's something that relaxes you and makes it easy for you to calm down.”Cheng Mo looked at Xia Mang thoughtfully as he said this.
Xia Mang didn't take Cheng Mo's words seriously. However, when she picked up the kitchen knife to cut the vegetables again, she suddenly put down the things that had troubled her just now. As the saying goes, a great teacher produces an outstanding disciple. Besides, Xia Mang was not stupid. She did not expect that after Cheng Mo's supervision and hands-on guidance, she could actually make a table full of decent dishes. Although Xia Mang was surprised and asked a hundred thousand questions during the whole process, and his mouth never stopped talking, he also had the " unfortunate " experience of having his hands scalded and having oil splattered on them. However, when Xia Mang saw the decent dishes on the table, he suddenly felt extremely satisfied.
As expected, cooking skills needed to be cultivated and practiced.
Xiamang was in a good mood after regaining her confidence. She sat on the balcony on the top floor that she loved. The air conditioner was on, and it was warm, just like how Xiamang was feeling now.
"What would you like to drink, Sammy?" The lights on the balcony were dim and the music was soft. Cheng Mo looked extremely gentlemanly as he stood beside Xia Mang and asked softly. Damn, he had forgotten that he had been in England for many years. It was a piece of cake for him to act as a wolf in sheep's clothing.
"Juice." Xia Mang looked up at Cheng Mo and rolled her eyes. Perhaps the atmosphere in the kitchen just now was too harmonious, or perhaps Cheng Mo's performance in the past month was quite good, but Xia Mang no longer had her initial wariness towards Cheng Mo. She would not act like a frightened bird, and her words and actions were becoming more and more revealing.
"Aren't you going to drink some wine today?”
Cheng Mo's smile looked very sincere. Xia Mang then realized that he was holding a bottle of wine in his hand. She glanced at it from the corner of her eye and only saw the letters "XX". For some reason, Xia Mang suddenly thought of the very impure online phrase "XXOO". Her face suddenly turned hot and she stuttered,"No…don't."
"What's wrong?" Cheng Mo saw that Xia Mang's face had suddenly turned red. He bent down and reached out to touch her forehead. He couldn't help but feel moved, and his eyes were deep.
Xia Mang got up in shock. Her reaction was too fast, her movements were too fierce, and she was too close to Cheng Mo. Her lips accidentally brushed across his cheek, and the result was obvious. Cheng Mo didn't want to miss it. He reached out and wrapped his arm around Xia Mang's waist while putting the wine on the table with his other hand. Then, he stroked the back of Xia Mang's head and gave her a long and affectionate kiss.
He was already very familiar with kissing, and because he was familiar with it, he was lingering. Perhaps it was because of their previous experience or because they had already accepted Cheng Mo, Xia Mang didn't reject Cheng Mo's intimate actions. When she came back to her senses while panting, Cheng Mo's hand had already slipped into Xia Mang's sweater.
Xiamang was used to wearing a thick coat in winter and a thin and warm inner layer. She had taken off her coat because she was cooking, so now there was only a small bra under her sweater.
"I don't want to." Xia Mang could feel the unfamiliar yet familiar changes in Cheng Mo's body, and the words that came out of her mouth were filled with confusion.
" Sammy…" The desire in his voice was so obvious that he loosened his grip on Xia Mang's waist slightly. The last bit of rationality in him told him that he should respect Xia Mang, but the feeling under his sweater made him really reluctant to part with her. He wanted to have Xia Mang completely at that moment.
Regardless of whether Xia Mang believed him or not, Cheng Mo was not that indulgent. Rich people, unless they were completely playboys, were generally unwilling to provoke too many women. Because those women who had the opportunity to get close to him would do everything they could to stay by his side. Cheng Mo had never been a person who was willing to cause trouble, and he would never give up his marriage happiness for lust.
The moment his fingers slid across the bud on his chest, Xia Mang's entire body trembled. He had a strange feeling of resistance and anticipation. Cheng Mo couldn't help but lean closer to Xia Mang. The interaction between lips and tongue made it impossible for Xia Mang to think or reject. Xia Mang's last shred of rationality told him not to, but his body seemed to have gained self-awareness. He consciously catered to it, and the desire hidden under rationality and morality was completely ignited. Xiamang had only heard that men were creatures of desire, but he did not expect women to be the same. Perhaps, some things would become easier the second time after the first time, no matter how persistent you were before.
Unlike the first time, although the initial intercourse was still a little painful and uncomfortable, after a short period of adaptation, the pleasure increased. Cheng Mo gave most of his weight to Xia Mang and held her face with both hands, not letting her escape. Her silky long hair was scattered on the pure white pillow, and her gaze was entangled with Cheng Mo's, making her look extremely charming. Xia Mang unconsciously bit her lower lip. She saw a completely different version of herself in Cheng Mo's eyes. Some of the images in her memories gradually blurred. At this moment, she only had eyes for Cheng Mo, who was equally focused and moved.
" Sammy…" Cheng Mo muttered in a hoarse voice. He lowered his head and leaned closer to Xia Mang. Their lips and teeth met, and his tongue glided across Xia Mang's lips like a snake, easily prying open her teeth that were tightly biting her lips. Her desperately suppressed moans burst out in an instant.
Cheng Mo! Xiamang's voice was drowned out by their gasps and moans. She thought that no matter what happened in the future, this man in front of her would forever remain in her memory. The image of this moment might be unbearable to recall in the future, but no one could erase it.
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