The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 66

As soon as the waiter finished speaking, among the six women, a woman with delicate features walked out of the line. She lowered her head slightly, obediently waiting for Mo Shanglan's order.

Mo Shanglan's face was calm, without raising her head, she said, "Leave Miss Qingling outside the door, we will call her if we need anything, and you all go down first."

After the shop waiter said "Okay", he led a group of women out, and the door was closed again.

Qing Ling didn't go out with the waiter, she stood where she was, still with her head down, but her expression was no longer calm, and she was slightly embarrassed.

Feng Qingcheng inadvertently caught a glimpse of Qingling from the corner of her eye, she poked Mo Shanglan a few times with her elbow, and said, "What is that woman named Qingling doing standing here?"

Mo Shanglan finally raised her head and pursed her thin lips slightly: "Miss Qingling, go and guard outside the door."

After hearing this, Qing Ling acted like an amnesty, she never raised her drooping head, but her pace of walking out of the private room quickened a lot.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Qingling's receding slender back with great interest, and when Qingling turned around to close the door, her eyes met.

Feng Qingcheng saw a certain emotion in Qingling's eyes, she touched her clean chin like a little old man, Qingling's delicate face was flustered, and she hurriedly closed the door of the private room.

Mo Shanglan watched Feng Qingcheng's weird little movements, stretched out her knuckle fingers, and tapped Feng Qingcheng's little head lightly.

His movements were very gentle, so the knock was painless, but it did attract Feng Qingcheng's attention.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Mo Shanglan's mouth, and his tone was pampering that he didn't realize: "What are you looking at? That Qingling is not as good-looking as me, but you are fascinated by her."

Feng Qingcheng didn't notice his tone, but narrowed her peach eyes slightly: "You are more beautiful than her!"

It is a shame in disguise for a man to be called beautiful, so Mo Shanglan's face changed slightly. He stretched out his hand and wanted to pinch the flesh on Feng Qingcheng's face, but Feng Qingcheng turned his head slightly and hid over his hand.

Mo Shanglan's hand just froze in mid-air like that, it didn't matter if it was retracted, or if it continued to be stretched out, no matter how it was done.

The air condensed for two or three seconds. During these two or three seconds, the atmosphere was a little delicate.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes flickered, and the corners of her slender peach blossom eyes outlined a beautiful arc. She pursed her lips lightly, and said in a calm voice, "I'm hungry."

Mo Shanglan's embarrassing situation at the moment was resolved by a clear and calm sentence, and Mo Shanglan followed her words and continued: "That bowl of egg porridge is for you, you are a child, and mild food is more suitable for you .”

The hand that was frozen in mid-air also dropped down, the movement was extremely natural, and the previous embarrassment disappeared.

Mo Shanglan picked up the small bowl containing egg porridge, and the edge of the bowl was slightly hot.

The egg porridge in the small bowl was a beautiful golden yellow color. The egg porridge was boiled just right. Stir it a few times with a spoon. The golden porridge grains were sticky and soft, which looked very appetizing.

Because it was just cooked, the egg porridge was steaming hot, and the taste of the egg porridge came out with the heat.

Mo Shanglan put the bowl in front of Feng Qingcheng, and said, "The porridge is a bit hot, don't eat it too fast."

Feng Qingcheng gave a soft "hmm" and stared at the steaming egg porridge in front of her. Seeing Yi Renxiao and Yi Renlei sitting there without moving, she said with some doubts: "Why don't you eat it?"

(End of this chapter)