Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

Christmas Eve, evening.

Outside the window, there is a white snow, with jade branches and jade leaves, wrapped in silver, all in a bright color, and the blooming buds are like a wax core in the night, very dazzling, unknowingly it is the end of the year.

Wen Zimei had a busy day at home today and made a candlelight dinner specially.

After Xiao Mo got off work, she personally invited the other person to come over for dinner.

Wen Zimei wore a suspender skirt, and the room was heated. Although her dress was very different from this season, it must be admitted that it is indeed beautiful in this way.

The moment Xiao Mo opened the door, he was dumbfounded the moment he saw Wen Zimei.

The woman in front of me, wearing a floral suspender skirt, outlined her graceful figure, with the wavy blue silk draped down, and there was a variety of beauty.

"Little boy, you..." Xiao Mo was surprised, but asked with concern, "Aren't you cold?"

In this big winter, don’t you worry about catching a cold if you dress like this?

Xiao Mo didn't pay too much attention to her beauty, but cared about her with a friend-like tone.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Wen Zi's eyes, Xiao Mo might have been too straight, which made her suddenly a little embarrassed.

She smiled forcefully, "Fortunately, the heating in my room is turned on, that... today is Christmas Eve, didn't you say that I would invite you to dinner last time? Let's spend Christmas Eve together today, okay?"

"Uh...well..." Xiao Mo couldn't bear to reject her kindness, hesitated for a while and agreed.

Looking down at his work clothes, Xiao Mo said again: "Um... you wait for me for a while, I'll change my clothes first."

"Go, I'll wait for you at home." Wen Zimei ran back to her house shyly.

She picked up the lighter, lit the candle, and then turned off the light, creating an extremely ambiguous atmosphere in the entire living room.

She sat down and put on a special makeup.

Tonight is crucial. In order to bring her relationship with Xiao Mo one step closer, she quietly made a lot of preparations.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Mo finally came.

As soon as he entered the room, he felt that the light was a little dim, and he didn't understand Wen Zimei's intention until he saw the candlelight dinner on the table.

The light was a little red, and Wen Ziying's blush was flushed, and there was a shy beauty.

Xiao Mo glanced at her, and deliberately avoided looking at her.

He sat down, looked at a sumptuous dinner table and asked curiously: "You made this all?"

"Yes." Wen Zimei pursed her lips and smiled.

Xiao Mo praised: "It's amazing."

"Clink a glass." Wen Zimei had already poured the red wine in advance, raised the glass in front of him, and looked at Xiao Mo with a smile.

Xiao Mo did not refuse, "Okay."

For the time being, he regarded this meal as Wen Ziai's gratitude.

That day, he helped her move things and clean up the house. Wen Zimei kept saying that he would cook and thank him personally, so he didn't think much about it. They were all neighbors, and it was nothing to eat together.

As for Christmas Eve, he doesn't care much about this kind of holiday.

The two toasted and drank together, and Wen Ziyi kept his eyes on Xiao Mo as he drank the red wine.

She didn't look back until she saw Xiao Mo drank a drop of the glass of wine, and she raised a meaningful ghost smile on her face.

"Quickly taste my craft." Wen Zimei picked up the knife and fork and looked at him expectantly.

Xiao Mo's hospitality was difficult, he tasted a steak, chewed a few times, and praised, "It's delicious."

Wen Zi's eyebrows curled up: "That's good, I'm afraid it won't suit your appetite."

"No, I'm not picky about eating." Xiao Mo was a little uncomfortable, he vaguely felt that such an atmosphere might be ambiguous.

I don't know if it was the reason why the lights weren't turned on. In short, he was a little uncomfortable.

During the meal, Xiao Mo found it strange that the kitten had been hiding in the corner.

"Why doesn't it go to the den?"

The nest they made for it was soft and comfortable, but the kitten would rather lie on the cold floor than go to the nest.

This made Xiao Mo very distressed.

Wen Zimei glanced at the kitten, and a vicious look flashed in her charming eyes.

She really hates this little thing.

But what can be done? She still needs this little beast now, so she can't easily throw it away.

So she could only endure the unhappiness, and could only abuse Xiao Mo severely while she was away.

Wen Ziyi smiled and replied, "Maybe you think it's warmer there. You see, where the heating is blown."

Hearing this, Xiao Mo raised his eyes and glanced at the air conditioner.

Indeed, there happens to be a tuyere.

He looked at the kitten's bowl again, the cat food in it was full, and it seemed that he hadn't moved.

He cut a veal steak and began to seduce the kitten, but the kitten was unmoved.

Xiao Mo frowned slightly when he saw the fear in his eyes.

No, when he took the kitty to get a vaccine two days ago, it was not so scared of people. At that time, it was still very sticky to him. Why did it become so scared in just one or two days?

"Is it uncomfortable?" Xiao Mo's thoughts were all on the kitty, making Wen Ziyi a little unhappy on the side.

But in order to reflect her gentleness, she still patiently replied, "Is it? It has been fine for the past two days, and nothing is wrong."

"I always think it's a little scared." Xiao Mo said bluntly.

Animals are spiritual. He can see its fear and feel its grievances, but he doesn't know what's wrong with it.

Wen Zimei whispered, "This is how the stray cat is when it arrives in a new environment. It may not be suitable for it."

Xiao Mo nodded slightly, "It should be, maybe it will be fine after a while."

He was a little worried about the kitty, but there was no good way to alleviate this fear.

Xiao Mo was a little anxious.

With such anxiety, he absently finished his dinner.

During the whole process, Wen Zimei didn't see a trace of other affection in his eyes.

Obviously it is a romantic candlelight dinner, but the atmosphere is dull and can no longer be dull.

It just happened to be twelve o'clock.

Christmas is coming.

Xiao Mo stood up suddenly, "Dinner is very good, thank you for your hospitality, it's getting late, I should go back too."

what?

She wore so explicit and so exquisite, he went back like this?

In Xiao Mo's eyes, is she already so unattractive?

Wen Zimei felt a little angry, but didn't show it.

In the next moment, Xiao Mo felt a scorching sensation in his chest covering his whole body.

He staggered, Wen Zimei immediately got up to support him, "Amo, what's the matter with you?"

"No, nothing." Xiao Mo felt his brain dizzy and shook his head. "Maybe I was a little drunk, I can go back... by myself..."

The burning sensation became stronger and stronger, and Xiao Mo's blood was like boiling and freezing, making him feel uncomfortable.

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