Chapter 87 Her Husband... Is Too Rich!

"If you don't know how to squander money, I can find someone to teach you."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

What kind of request is this?

He actually wants to find someone to teach her how to squander money?

"Men make money to spend on their wives and children. If you don't spend my money, I will feel very unfulfilled."

"..."

"Mianmian, if you don't spend my money, it will make me feel that you haven't accepted the fact that I am your husband."

Qiao Mianmian felt something was stuffed in her hand. She looked down and saw that it was the black card that Mo Yesi had given her before.

He kissed her soft lips gently, and whispered into her mouth: "There is a limit of one million yuan on this card every month. It is my pocket money for you. Buy whatever you like, and don't save money for me. Tell me if it's not enough."

"Don't refuse me again, don't make me angry again, ok?"

One million yuan every month, but it's just pocket money?

Qiao Mianmian's heart: ...

Her husband... is too rich!

She squeezed the black card in her hand and said weakly, "Do you always give so much pocket money to others?"

"Of course not." The man's deep and charming eyes glanced at her lightly, "You are not good at spending money, so I can only give less for now."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

Mr. Mo, I'm sorry to bother you!

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The waiter quickly brought the dishes they ordered to the table.

Seeing all kinds of expensive dishes such as abalone and sea cucumber on the table, Qiao Mianmian felt that she was not eating dishes, but RMB every time she took a bite!

With the mentality of never wasting even if she was full to death, she finished the meal with a full stomach.

She collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move at all.

Mo Yesi hugged the girl with a full belly into his arms, lowered his head and buried it in her hair, took a deep breath, and smiled softly, "Are you full?"

"Yeah." Qiao Mianmian nodded, reached out and touched her stomach, "Full."

She couldn't be fuller.

She didn't know that she could eat so much.

The amount of food in this meal was equal to the amount of food in a normal day.

"Since I have fed you, shouldn't you satisfy one of my requests now?"

Qiao Mianmian was stunned: "What request?"

The first thing she thought of was whether he wanted a kiss or something.

Her face couldn't help but blush.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yesi hugged her and fell on the sofa. He pressed her under him, buried his head in her neck, and said vaguely: "Sleep with me."

"What, what?!"

In an instant, Qiao Mianmian's face flushed.

She pushed the man on her body in shock, and said in shame and anger: "Mo Yesi, get up! I don't want to sleep with you here!"

This big pervert!

He actually wanted to do that with her in a place like a restaurant...

He is too shameless.

Qiao Mianmian was so ashamed and angry that she felt that he didn't respect her at all.

Even if she married him, she should fulfill her husband's obligations, but doing that kind of thing in a place like a restaurant was too shameless.

What if someone opens the door and sees us?

Even if no one comes in, this is not a suitable occasion.

"If you don't want to sleep here, where do you want to sleep?" Mo Yesi's voice gradually became low, as if he was sleepy. "Just sleep with me for an hour. It won't delay your afternoon classes."

"Mianmian, I'm sleepy. Let me sleep for a while..."

The man's breathing became long and shallow, and his head buried in her neck remained motionless.