The soldier is a girl

Chapter 337 141: What's the matter with the medicine
When he got to the front, Mo Ling saw a black mark on Mu Jin's face, probably accidentally made it when the fire was lit, almost subconsciously, Mo Ling reached out and touched Mu Jin's face.

Just when he was about to touch it, Mu Jin, who didn't raise her head, dodged to the side neatly, and turned her head to look at him, her eyes were full of vigilance, like a little white rabbit guarding against a big bad wolf.

Mu Jin dodged, leaving Mo Ling's hand horizontally in mid-air.

Mo Ling glanced at Hibiscus, rubbed his fingertips, and then retracted it very naturally, "Your face is dark, and you are ugly." Accompanied by the retraction of the big hand, came this extremely disgusting and poisonous tongue.

Mu Jin felt her teeth were getting sour, and just about to say something, Mo Ling said, "The dishes are going to be mushy."

This sentence made Mu Jin give up revenge and Mo Ling chose to redeem the food to be pasted.

She hadn't eaten for half a day, and her gas was far less important than her stomach.I really think she is kind enough to make another bowl of medicine, oh, it’s so beautiful, it’s an excuse for her to leave, of course, she will make it, but everything has to wait for her to eat and drink, otherwise nothing will be discussed, and no one will come use.

After frying for a couple of times, Hibiscus put some water into the pot, then covered the lid, and hurriedly lifted the other steaming pot lid. The water was already boiling, and Hibiscus picked up the noodles on one side and put them in. into the pot.

At night, the kitchen is fine, some raw meat is already pretty good, and she doesn't want to bother anyone, just make simple shredded pork noodles by herself.

Mo Ling glanced at the noodles in Mu Jin's hand, and said as a matter of course, "Cook a bowl for me too."

Mu Jin didn't even look at Mo Ling, let alone whether to cook or not.

"Not willing?" Mo Ling's voice was deep.

Hibiscus decided to carry on the silence to the end.

Mo Ling stared at the hibiscus for a few seconds, then walked around the hibiscus to one side, took all the noodles on the table and threw them into the pot.

"you……"

Just as Mu Jin was about to say something, Mo Ling took a pair of chopsticks and stirred in the pot, "You don't want me to do it myself, but you still want to say that the pot belongs to you, and I'm not allowed to go down?"

Now Mu Jin just wants to pour a pot of noodles on Mo Ling's face, yes, the pot is not hers, neither is the noodles, but she boiled the fucking water, so she can't cook it if she wants to eat it?

Taking a deep breath, Mu Jin didn't bother arguing with this man who had evolved into a rogue.

The stove was very hot, and after a while, the noodles were ready, Mu Jin ignored Mo Ling, took a bowl to fill enough noodles, and then put all the shredded pork in the other pot into his own bowl, He sat down at the table and ate.

Mo Ling's eyes were calm, he filled a bowl of clear water noodles and sat opposite the hibiscus, and began to eat.

For a while, there was only the sound of clashing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

Until the noodles were finished, neither of them said a word.

After eating the noodles, Mu Jin cleaned up her own bowls and chopsticks, and then put the medicinal materials brought over at some time into the medicine stove and started to ignite the medicine. It's getting hotter, but still doesn't have the slightest intention to care about Mo Ling, as if Mo Ling doesn't exist.

The clattering of bowls and chopsticks in the silent air for a while turned into the crackling of burning branches.

Mo Ling felt that if he didn't speak today, he, a bad-tempered soldier, might not know when he would be able to answer him.

Thinking about it, Mo Ling said suddenly, "What happened to the medicine that you smashed just now?"

(End of this chapter)