Cold CEO With Warm Love

It's a strange feeling.

She pursed her lips and watched the time. It was still early. She turned on the TV and continued to watch it. At 5:30, she got up and went to the kitchen to cook.

At about 6:30, Wen Yiyi finished the dinner. When she went out with the food, a figure suddenly appeared on the sofa. It was mo Qingling who went to the villa in the west of Nancheng an hour ago. When she saw Wen Yiyi coming out with the food, Mo Qingling's eyes were bright. She put down her snacks and ran to her happily, "are you doing all these? It's amazing. You can cook. "

She watched Wen Yiyi put the dishes on the table, and she couldn't help reaching for a piece to put in her mouth. Some of them were hot, but they ate very well.

Mo Qingling squinted, swallowed the food in his mouth, and thumbed up to Wen Yiyi, "delicious!"

Wen Yiyi smiles faintly, knowing that Mo Qingling is going to stay for dinner, and goes to the kitchen to serve three bowls of rice.

Mo Qingling took this place as his home, took the initiative to sit on the seat, picked up chopsticks and began to eat, waving to Wen Yiyi.

"You go up and ask my brother to come down for dinner. I'll try the dishes first, in case it doesn't suit his appetite..."

"Well, delicious! I love this ball. "

In the meantime, he had taken a few more bites.

In fact, it's not so delicious, but for Mo Qingling, a charming young lady, she eats delicacies every day at home. Occasionally, she eats such ordinary home dishes. It's really delicious.

Wen Yiyi looked at her gulping, as if she hadn't eaten for several days. She couldn't help but remind her, "eat slowly, don't choke."

"No, No." Mo Qingling didn't care.

Wenyiyi took off her apron and walked to the second floor.

Wait for her figure to disappear in the stair mouth, just now still wolfing down like Mo Qingling who hasn't eaten for several days, this just raises a head.

She looked at the direction of Wen Yiyi's disappearance, pondered for a moment, picked up her mobile phone and sent a text message to Lu Shen.

After a while, she received a reply. Mo Qingling looked at Lu Shen's reply in the message and bit her lip.

Do you believe it? Does Lu Shen say that Wen Yiyi is the baby sitter invited by Mo Xiuchen? Of course not.

Mo Qingling's mind flashed. He thought of something and sent a message back. Then, he never received a reply from Lu Shen.

Lu Shen's non reply confirms Mo Qingling's conjecture.

Sure enough, she felt her chin and thought about Wen Yiyi's appearance just now. She felt pity in her heart.

Then sighed, Mo Qingling picked up a chopstick dish and threw it into her mouth. It's nothing to do with her. What's wrong with her! She just needs to eat and drink and have fun.

But at the thought of Wen Yiyi's pure eyes, Mo Qingling's heart seems to be pricked by something, which is a little uncomfortable.

Grab the hair, Mo Qingling mood slightly fidgety up.

……

Wen Yiyi went to the door of the study, reached out and knocked on the door. He heard a cold "entering" inside. Then he opened the door, but he didn't enter. He only showed his head inside.

Her watery eyes swept around inside, and finally fell on the man who carefully reviewed the document at the desk.

Seems to be aware of her eyes, Mo Xiuchen slightly raised his head, see is her, and lowered his head to continue to review the document, while a light voice: "what's the matter?"

"It's time for dinner." Wen Yiyi reminds a way.