Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Finally, this sentence was suspected of being coquettish. She didn't regret that she smoked at the corner of her mouth, but didn't speak. She looked back at the supermarket exit and didn't see Dr. Yang. She was a little relieved. I hope her words just now can deter her.

"Come on, young master!" Don't regret to break away from him and take the lead in moving forward.

Mo Beichen quickly took a few steps to catch up with her and walked side by side with her. He didn't miss her worried look just now and didn't regret that he must have something with the woman just now.

But what is it?

Back to Mo Beichen's apartment, Mo Beichen carried the dishes into the kitchen. Seeing that he didn't regret standing in the porch, he said, "you've been to this apartment before. Why don't you come in? Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

This was too ambiguous, and he didn't regret coming in with a small face. "Mo doesn't always take the young girl to the apartment on the pretext of inviting dinner?"

Mo Beichen listened to her sour tone. He smiled and said, "no, I only brought you a young girl."

Don't regret humming. Don't know if she believed him or not. She went straight to the kitchen. When Mo Beichen saw her figure enter the kitchen, he turned on the phone again and called out, "check which guest you don't regret having conflict with recently and investigate the identity background of that person."

He was curious and did not regret. It was the same thing with that woman, but if that woman dared to hurt and did not regret, he would never spare it.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Beichen swayed into the kitchen, regretting wearing a black-and-white striped apron and standing there choosing dishes.

Mo Beichen took up his sleeves and walked over. He stood beside her. "What can I do for you?"

Don't regret to look at him. The kitchen is not small, but as soon as Mo Beichen came in, it seemed narrow. She moved a little to the side and opened a distance from him. She said faintly: "no, you checked out just now and asked you to help. You have to say I'm not sincere."

"So vindictive?" Mo Beichen looked at her with an eyebrow and quietly narrowed the distance they had just pulled away.

Don't regret taking another step, "don't dare."

Mo Beichen said with a smile, "you dare not speak, but you always remember what I said. Don't regret, you careful woman. Why don't you remember my kindness to you?"

The atmosphere is too ambiguous, and the regretless little heart can't bear it. In fact, when he said he would take her back to her apartment and cook for him himself, she should think that he would not take her home for no reason.

But what happened in the supermarket just now made her involuntarily lower her vigilance. Watching him bend down, she quickly threw the food in her hand, "ah, look at my memory, I forgot to steam the rice."

With that, she jumped away like a kangaroo and went to fetch rice and steamed rice.

Mo Beichen looked at her back. He really had nothing to do with the girl and didn't want to frighten her. He didn't dare to come to the door again in the future. Then he didn't lose more than he gained.

Not regretting that she escaped, her heart pounded. I don't know when, her feeling for Mo Beichen is no longer the fear and fear in her bones, but some subtle careful thoughts are gradually revealed.

She cooked four dishes and one soup. During her four years in the temple, she learned to cook and wash clothes. Although the taste was a little bad, it was cooked at least.

Mo Beichen looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table. It was hard to say for a moment. Which tendon did he get wrong and wanted to bring her back and let her cook for him?

Don't regret looking at his unspeakable face, and then looking at a table of unspeakable meals, she said awkwardly, "sorry, my level is limited, why don't I buy instant noodles?"

"Do you still want to harm my stomach?" Mo Beichen stared at her with a complaining face and felt numb.

Obviously, he wanted her to cook. In the past, she only cooked for the monks in the temple. She didn't need to study the dishes. Just cook the dishes.

"Then why don't I invite you to a restaurant?"

Without saying a word, Mo Beichen picked up his chopsticks and looked at her braised fish. He said, "yanluoxi shouldn't let you go to the customer service department, but let you go to the catering department.

No regrets: "

She was so helpless that she couldn't speak again. Seeing Mo Beichen pick a chopstick fish and put it into his mouth, the expression suddenly became subtle. Without regret, she could imagine what kind of chemical reaction the fish had in his mouth, which could give birth to his expression of pain.

She quickly took out two paper towels and put them in front of him. "If it's really bad, spit it out. I'll order takeout."

"Come back!" Mo Beichen called her back. He reluctantly swallowed the fish in his mouth and dared not touch it again. He said, "if you want to murder me, don't bother so much. Give me a bottle of dichlorvos and the effect will be immediate."

I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, I'm so good for nothing. I'm really not as good as your cooking

Mo Beichen's cooking skill was that she played with a big knife in front of him, even in front of Guan Gong. She was ashamed.

Originally, she had a little confidence in her cooking. She was hit by him and vowed never to go into the kitchen again. Mo Beichen looked at the four dishes and one soup in front of him. He said, "just let me do it."

Without regret, such as amnesty, she was relieved to see Mo Beichen enter the kitchen. She secretly picked up chopsticks and tasted her cooking. She almost spit it out.

Thanks to Mo Beichen's self-restraint, she didn't spit it out on the spot. What's she doing? No wonder he asked her to give him a bottle of dichlorvos. No, dichlorvos is better than her cooking.

Mo Beichen quickly fried two dishes. They were bright in color and fragrant. After tossing all night, he didn't regret that he was hungry. No matter what his image was, he picked up chopsticks and wolfed them down.

Mo Beichen looked at her eating appearance, as if someone had robbed her. There was no gentle way to eat noodles in the convenience store that day. He frowned slightly. Did he really miss Gu Qian so much that he took her as Gu Qian, even eating bowl noodles?

Don't regret seeing the confusion in Mo Beichen's eyes. She slightly restrained her eyes. She was intentional. After she went back that night, she thought carefully about the strange eyes Mo Beichen looked at her that day, and then remembered that he might be suspicious of her again.

In addition, when she ran into Dr. Yang today, Dr. Yang almost shouted her name. She had to let Mo Beichen eliminate her suspicion, so even if her stomach was protesting, she still had to wolf down.

After dinner, she didn't regret that she felt uncomfortable in her stomach. She was anxious to leave, but Mo Beichen didn't worry and said slowly: "I want to run after eating. Who will clean up the kitchen?"

Don't regret, full of sadness and anger, "Mr. Mo, I'm a guest."

"Speaking of guests, you should invite me to dinner today? Well, go and wash the dishes. " Mo Beichen waved his hand. He looked tolerant and magnanimous. He gnawed his teeth without regret, but he still didn't want to wash the dishes.