The soldier is a girl

Chapter 582 386: You just preach or not

Back then, he used to do a lot of tricks to pursue Shishi. Shishi loved to eat, so he went to various restaurants to learn. He was not laughed at by Mo Lingshao back then, but now this person told him that he wanted to learn cooking.

"Who said that's what women do?"

Mo Ling's face turned dark when he heard that Su Chen turned over the old account. He remembered the situation in that year, and realized that he had asked a stupid question.

"You can teach or not." Laughing at him?Just like him back then.

Su Chen smiled and smiled sadly, the person who made him run all over the restaurants for her is gone, and he hasn't been in the kitchen for five years, but now...

Su Chen restrained his smile and looked at Mo Ling softly, or looked at another person through Mo Ling, "Teach." He couldn't continue anymore, but he wanted this happiness to continue on others, "But I am in vain. I don’t have time during the day, so I’m going to teach in a private school, and I’ll teach you when I come back at night, or I can teach you when I’m resting.”

Looking at Su Chen's appearance, Mo Ling knew that he was thinking of the dead aunt, so it wasn't his fault for laughing at him.

"I'll get the pen and paper, lend me a use." He said to borrow it, but he immediately moved his hand to take it by himself.

Su Chen didn't care, but looked at Mo Ling and said, "Ah Ling, it's not easy to meet someone you like, you must take good care of it, a man's face is worthless in front of this."

"En." Mo Ling responded lightly, and left with a pen and paper in his hand.

He has already started to do the shameless thing, although it is just the beginning, before he was used to being cold-faced, so that he pushed her further and further away, and later because he did something wrong, he could only approach her slowly, and later Finally got her response, although it was very short, but he found that as long as he can hold her in his arms and press her down, don't talk about face, and don't need the lining, nothing can compare to pressing her under him good.

Su Chen's room is across the corner of the corridor, a little distance from Mu Jin's room, so she heard Su Chen's wanton laughter. As for what the two of them were talking about, Mu Jin didn't hear it, but this feeling...

As soon as Mo Ling entered the room with the things in hand, Mu Jin's eyes kept scanning back and forth on Mo Ling's body like radar.

Mo Ling, who is extremely resistant to stress, pretended not to see it, and said, "Ajin, I brought the pen and paper, what do you want to write?"

Mo Ling's eyes were full of anticipation. He remembered that Mu Jin said that he was illiterate, but later he always felt that she was not telling the truth. If she could write a word at this moment, it would mean that she really lied to him before, and the reason why she lied to him ...

I still remember at the very beginning, she said: I am illiterate, General, please read me a huahua book.

A person who is clearly literate asks him to read a script, among them...

"Don't write, draw a picture." Saying that, Mu Jin took the pen handed over by Mo Ling, dipped it on the inkstone in his hand, and then began to draw on the paper he had laid out on the couch.

After a while, a chair with a small wheel will come out. In terms of details, Mu Jin also marked it, because people who think of this place probably cannot read Arabic numerals, so Mu Jin directly wrote Chinese characters.

Although it's just a simple one, two, three, four, but the elegant font is full of free and easy wantonness and unrestrained domineering, just like her person, this is the real her.

"Here, can you ask someone to make one for me?" After the painting was finished, Mu Jin picked it up and blew it up, then handed it to Mo Ling. After thinking about it, she had something to ask for, so Mu Jin's attitude was quite warm.

(End of this chapter)