Madam is right

Chapter 583 163. Red Bean Porridge

Lin Yuan raised his head and gave Zhao Mo a meaningful look, and said with a smile, "I'm not an official. Although the private house is simple, it's still spacious. If the prince doesn't mind, why don't you just move to the mansion?"

Zhao Mo smiled at Lin Yuan appreciatively: "That's very good. Also, Mr. Lin, don't forget to prepare some wine for me."

Once some words are endowed with other meanings, even if they are spoken casually, people have to dig deeper.

Just like the "little wine" that Zhao Mo mentioned at this time, Lin Yuan immediately nodded in response, and after a while, he sent someone to the Yanyu Tower, and invited Nishang to accompany him at the house at night.

The food in this restaurant is really not very good, but when he saw Lin Yuan's greasy face, Mo Zhichu couldn't eat it anyway.

But that's fine too, pretending that she's just a follower.

Although she thought so, she didn't know that Lin Yuan already knew her identity.

After arriving in Lin Yuan's mansion, Mo Zhichu realized that Lin Yuan, a greasy old man, really spoke modestly.

Lin Yuan's mansion is not only huge, but also luxurious.And it's not the kind of low-key luxury, but very high-key luxury.

But maybe it was because he trusted Zhao Mo's relationship that he showed these to Zhao Mo so unpreparedly.

There is a courtyard in the Lin Mansion that is simple on the outside and extravagant on the inside. It looks nothing on the outside, but it is really luxurious on the inside. Not only is it luxurious, but it is also very large. This really echoes Zhao Mo's saying "a small courtyard is not worthy of my king". No, Just prepare a big yard for him!

Sitting at the round table in the main room, Mo Zhichu looked around and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Zhao Mo walked in from the door, holding a bowl of something in his hand.

After he sat down beside her, Mo Zhichu realized that what he had in his hand was a bowl of red bean porridge.

While stirring the spoon, Zhao Mo wanted to make the porridge cool, and said, "You didn't eat much at night, what's wrong? Is the food not to your liking? I'll make it for you next time."

Mo Zhichu grinned at him: "Hey, Lin Yuan is a bit off-putting, but nothing else. What is this?"

"Red bean porridge. It's inconvenient for me to make it here. I asked Lu Feng to buy it in the restaurant just now. You can eat a little, or you will be the one crying hungry at night."

Mo Zhichu stuck out his tongue at him unconvinced, but the action of holding a bowl of porridge was very sincere.

There is not much sugar in the red bean porridge, it is sweet and delicious, and Mo Zhichu immediately smiled.

Zhao Mo laughed seeing her, and couldn't help but said, "Is it so delicious? Let me see."

As he spoke, he moved closer to her, held her hand, and put a spoonful of red bean porridge into his mouth.

That spoon...is what she used...

Mo Zhichu stared at him blankly, but Zhao Mo pretended not to see him, tasted the porridge and licked his lips.

Only then did Zhao Mo seem very satisfied, looked at Mo Zhichu and said, "Well, the taste is really good, and I like it too."

"Boom—" Mo Zhichu's face exploded again.

Seeing the little girl's face turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, Zhao Mo smiled like a triumphant fox, snatched the bowl from her hand, and fed her the porridge spoon by spoon.

When Mo Zhichu came to his senses later, Zhao Mo leaned over to the corner of her mouth and kissed her.

Zhao Mo smiled confusingly, looked at her and said, "This red bean porridge is sweeter than I imagined."

(End of this chapter)