Domineering president's special love

Chu Shixiong was lying down. Now he smelled the fragrance, but he sat up.

"What is this...?"

It smells delicious. It doesn't look like vegetarian food in the temple.

Chu Mo glanced into the tray. The big bowl was covered with a wooden cover. He could only smell the fragrance, but could not see what food was in it.

This was specially covered by Shi Qinghuan, because it was cooked in bone soup, and the topping was always meat and fishy. After all, it was a temple. Although it was for Chu Shixiong, it was blatant and inappropriate.

Little master smiled and shook his head.

"I'm not sure. This is a time worker... Please send it to me. I hope Mr. Chu likes it. I don't know if it's the taste Mr. Chu wants."

Hours? Qinghuan

Chu Mo was stunned and asked subconsciously, "where is she?"

"The time worker has left." Little master, tell me the truth.

Chu Shixiong's eyes brightened, "come on, bring it to me..."

"Yes."

Little master nodded, walked over, put the tray on the tea table, "well, I'm leaving."

Chu Mo nodded and watched him go out.

"Elder martial brother..." Chu Jingbo climbed over, stared at the bowl, stretched out his hand to remove the lid, "what is this?"

As soon as the wooden cover was lifted, the smell became stronger. The steaming heat blurred everyone's sight for a time. When the heat dissipated, I saw... There were bone soup rice noodles inside.

Chu Mo frowns. Why does Qinghuan do this?

"This..."

Chu Shixiong was stunned, and his eyes were even wet. It's rice noodles in bone soup! But when he said that, the girl... Sent it? Did she do it herself?

Chu Jingbo heard what grandpa and Qinghuan said. Now he can't help looking at Chu Shixiong.

"Grandpa, Qinghuan remembers what you said! This is what grandpa wants to eat! "

Chu Mo frowned and asked his nephew, "what are you talking about? Grandpa Tai said he wanted to eat, so did Qinghuan send it? "

"Yes." Chu Jingbo nodded again and again, "Grandpa couldn't eat anything. He said he wanted to eat this in front of Qinghuan..."

For a time, Chu Mo was in a complicated mood.

Chu Shixiong ignored his grandson, picked up chopsticks and put them into his mouth. His expression was very subtle. Then... He picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup and tasted it. That's the smell!

After tasting it, Chu Shixiong was sure that it was made by Qinghuan himself!

He has lived in Lidu all his life, and no store can make this taste.

"Hey..."

Chu Shixiong looked up at Chu Mo, "fourteen, grandpa is sorry for you... This girl, it's strange that Grandpa opposed you. Now, you don't want to recover her. What a good girl."

At the moment, Chu Mo had a lot of ideas in his mind.

He didn't seem to hear what Chu Shixiong said. He suddenly turned around and rushed out.

"Uncle!" Chu Jingbo shouted, "what are you doing?"

"Hey, Jingbao."

Chu Shixiong hurriedly pulled Chu Jingbo, "don't go!"

"Why?" Chu Jingbo didn't know, so he blinked.

Chu Shixiong sighed, "let your uncle go by himself... He hasn't understood his mind yet."

……

Chu Mo hurried out to catch up. The bone soup rice noodles were still hot. Qinghuan should not have gone far. It's hard to call a car here in Qiyun temple. She shouldn't have gone far!

Sure enough, Chu Mo chased out, while Qinghuan was still walking on the road. When you go out from Qiyun temple, you have to walk to the foot of the mountain before there is a station.

Chu Mo drives and stops beside Shi Qinghuan.

Didi, with two whistles, Shi Qinghuan was puzzled and turned to look, "Chu Mo?"

Chu Mo frowned and walked up to her. He seemed to have a thousand words, but there were only two words in his mouth, "... Thank you."

Shi Qinghuan was stunned and understood.

He did it for the rice noodles in bone soup that night. Sure enough, she was right to ask the little master to send them to him for fear of bumping into Chu mo. However, she didn't expect that Chu Mo would catch up.

It's just, what's he doing? At the moment, both of them are embarrassed face to face.

It's still raining in the sky.

Shi Qinghuan held up his umbrella and looked at Chu Mo standing blankly. He hurriedly held up his umbrella. "It's getting wet... Ouch..."

Shi Qinghuan gave a soft cry. Unexpectedly, at the moment of moving the umbrella, the skeleton of the umbrella hooked her hair and pulled her scalp painful. It happened that the hair hook was still very tight. Shi Qinghuan couldn't open it for a while.

"What's going on?"

Shi Qinghuan frowned and muttered.

Chu Mo looked and raised his hand, "I'll come."

"... No." Shi Qinghuan was stunned and refused. The relationship between them is not suitable for such intimate behavior... Although it is only to help her untie her tangled hair, it is also inappropriate.

"I'll come."

Chu Mo twisted his eyebrows and stretched out his hand.

"No..." Shi Qinghuan dodged.

But Chu Mo held him down, and Chu Mo whispered, "what are you stubborn about? Do you want to tear your hair? "

"..." Qinghuan was stunned and stopped.

She lowered her head and let Chu Mo's hand fall in her hair.

Chu Mo was careful, his slender fingers gently fiddled with her hair

Eh?

Chu Mo suddenly frowned, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help blurting out, "what's this?"

"What?"

Shi Qinghuan was at a loss and didn't understand what he meant.

Chu Mo was puzzled. His fingertips gently pulled the silk and even landed on her scalp. Such a simple skin contact made Shi Qinghuan shiver and Shi Qinghuan nervous, "what are you... Doing?"

At the moment, Chu Mo was unintentional.

He frowned and said in surprise.

"Behind your ears, your hair is buried on your scalp... What is it? Is it a birthmark? "

"Birthmark?" Shi Qinghuan was surprised and shook his head. "I don't know. Do I still have such a birthmark?"

Looking at her face, I really don't know.

Chu Mo paused and sighed, "I don't know. I'm not surprised. It's hidden in my hair... No one will notice. Men are better. You're a girl. It's really hard to find out."

"Well..."

Shi Qinghuan was curious, "what kind of birthmark is it?"

Chu Mo looked at it. "It's like a goldfish. It's small and cute... I'll show you later."

With that, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the camera, dialed the development wire in one hand and took the mobile phone in the other hand... Rubbed and snapped it.

"You see, that's it..."

Shi Qinghuan took the phone and looked at the picture carefully. She frowned and thought, "eh... Is this a birthmark? I don't think so. "

She shook her head and muttered, "if I had this birthmark, there was no reason not to know... From childhood, I didn't hear my parents and grandparents mention that I was a girl, but when I was a child, they should have seen my bald head."