I still love you

After Liu Jinnian came back, Leng Jiting's face was not very good-looking.

Mu Qianqian, with a worried face, looked at a table full of his favorite dishes and sighed helplessly. 
 for several days, I either came back drunk in the middle of the night or faced a table of dishes, said I had no appetite when I saw that it was completely cold, and then went back to the house and shut myself.

Several times she couldn't help asking with concern, and what she got was always a silence as deep as the bottom of the sea.

His son likes to hold it without saying anything.

Leng Jiting is indeed a capable man, but his mood is extremely depressed all year round. Under strong pressure, God's body will not be able to bear it.

Moreover, in recent days, the food is not delicious, so it's difficult for her to change one pattern after another. On several occasions, in order to let him have a hot meal, she stayed at her desk until the morning. That night, she set the alarm clock and forced herself to wake up every half an hour. When the meal was cold, it was hot, for fear that he would say he had no appetite.

Looking at the painstaking efforts of this table, another servant on duty frowned and reminded her out of kindness, "sister, you are really true. People give money and we take money to do things. I haven't seen you so attentive. Don't worry about him!"

Mu Qianqian looked down and smiled. Her son, the meat falling off her body, can she not hurt!

However, it's still not the way to indulge Leng Jiting. She suddenly picked up the tray and brought some of the dishes he ordered most on weekdays, ready to send them to his study.

Seeing that the servant couldn't stop, he shook his head and muttered "strange man", and then bowed his head to busy himself.

"Bang bang -" the door of the study was knocked, and the man who was looking through the documents in front of the desk looked up impatiently, "come in."

Seeing the visitor, he frowned and asked, "what are you doing here?"

Mu Qianqian smiled kindly and said kindly, "send food to the young master. People are iron and rice is steel. You can't eat without them. These dishes are what you like to eat at ordinary times. " Then he came in with a tray.

Leng Jiting doesn't like to be disturbed at work. In addition, he is particularly upset these days. He can't breathe under the pressure of things. After all, the visitor is an elder. He doesn't have a good attack, but he doesn't give any good face. He ignores it and continues to read the documents.

After watching for a while, he noticed that there was a look on his head. After being disturbed, he couldn't hold down his anger. A pair of black and white eyes stared at him and asked, "don't you go yet?"

Mu Qianqian smiled with a good temper and pointed to the dish, which means you won't go if you don't eat her.

Leng Jiting was so angry that he wanted to drop the dish. He endured it for several times. He waved his hand and sent people directly, "go, now! Or I'll fire you! "

Mu Qianqian also took a good look at his son's face at this time. Long eyelashes were projected under his long and narrow eyes. When he looked carefully, he also fainted and dyed a layer of light dark circles under his eyes, and there was a touch of cyan stubble on his chin.

It was his performance of not having a good rest for a long time. The more he looked, the more he felt that he was haggard and made her heartache.

From small to large, Leng Jiting seldom got sick. He seemed healthy and resistant to attack and manufacture, but it was for this reason that Mu Qianqian was afraid of this constitution.

I'm afraid of minor diseases. I'll save a big one directly!

So thinking of this, Mu Qianqian nailed her legs to the ground. She decided that no matter how angry and angry Leng Jiting was today, even if she dropped the dish, she would not go. Even if she left, she would come back again.

Too many things are pressing. Leng Jiting is too lazy to be stubborn with the woman in front of him, so he bows his head to continue working and directly chooses to ignore Mu Qianqian.

The window turns from lights to dots, and then is swallowed up by thick black paint until the sky is slightly bright.

Leng Jiting temporarily stopped and raised his eyes to see Mu Qianqian still standing in place, like a standing mountain.

Who says that father's love is like a mountain, so is mother's love, even not inferior.

Mu Qianqian was not sleepy or tired. Her legs were numb and almost fainted several times. She could only hold her hand and try to keep her remaining consciousness.

Even when her legs stood unconscious, she was just worried about how she could help Leng Jiting heat up his meal in the fastest time in case he wanted to eat.

Leng Jiting looked at the stubborn old woman and suddenly lost her fire. Her eyes were a little gentle and blurted out three words, "I'm hungry."

Finally hearing these three words, Mu Qianqian smiled fiercely and almost squeezed out tears. She answered immediately, "Hey, I'm here. What do you want to eat, young master? I'll prepare it for you right away."

"Don't bother," Leng Jiting pointed to the plate of cold dishes, "I'll just eat this."

He finally took the initiative to ask for dinner. How could Mu Qianqian let him eat for a long time? He immediately wanted to take away the dish. As soon as he raised his feet, his legs were disobedient. Leng Jiting frowned and saw her fall on the carpet.

Fortunately, there was a carpet. It didn't hurt. I'm afraid it had to slow down for a while. She smiled and explained: "young master, I'm old and my legs and feet are difficult to use, but don't worry. I won't delay your meal." Then he struggled to support the ground.

The more anxious, the more disobedient an old bone became.

Half leaning on the ground, Mu Qianqian touched the sweat on his forehead, and there were five fingers with clear white and tender joints in front of him, "I'll help you." Leng Jiting's voice sounded above her head.

At this time, Mu Qianqian hated himself for being useless, but his face was happy, "thank you, young master."

She got up and moved twice. Her legs and feet gradually became more flexible. She kept her eyes on the cold dish. For fear that she couldn't see well, Leng Jiting took it to eat.

So when she could move a little, she hurried downstairs with a tray for fear that Leng Jiting would repent.

After waiting for dinner, Leng Jiting returned to the table and looked at the documents.

Several light dishes were quickly and seriously prepared by Mu Qianqian. The white fog swirled around, and Leng Jiting simply took two bites, "OK, full. Go back and have a rest. "

Mu Qianqian advised coax: "eat two more mouthfuls, you see this fish flavored shredded meat, you are small... You like it best."

Leng Jiting raised his eyes to see her, his eyes light, "don't eat. Must I fire you? "

At least I ate a few mouthfuls and couldn't eat hot tofu. Mu Qianqian comforted himself, so he had to sigh and say, "I won't accept it first. You can rest early. Don't be too late."

"Yes." Leng Jiting snorted back to her.

Mu Qianqian didn't dare to say more. He withdrew from the room step by step and looked at the exquisite and elegant door. He was not sleepy. He couldn't unload the stone in his heart for a long time. He thought and sighed. Was something difficult for his elusive son?

Or a change? It seems that we have to change our dishes tomorrow.