Palm sweet wife: deeply beloved by mysterious husband

Murong Jin directly nestled in Mo Bai's arms and cried until he fell asleep.

Mo Bai, therefore, what is harmful to your health is not sleeping late, but sleeping less.

He took the popular science articles that he didn't know were reliable or not. He talked eight serious nonsense and fooled Zhan Yunting. Zhan Yunting robbed the magazine and hit him on the head, so he ignored him.

Anyway, whether it's true or false, Mobai's biggest capital is still young.

In their twenties, they can afford to go to bed late and get up late or go to bed late and get up early.

He went to bed late last night and woke up near noon.

Lying in bed, he woke up for a while and thought of Murong Jin in the guest room. He got up and went to the ground, simply washed and went to the guest room to find someone.

Murong Jin is not there.

He went downstairs to find it. As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, he smelled a tempting aroma before he reached the first floor.

He squinted and walked towards the kitchen.

Murong Jinrong was the only one in the kitchen.

She is facing her back to the kitchen door.

Hearing footsteps, she subconsciously turned her head and looked.

The little girl's face is a little pale. Her eyes are bigger and her eyes are darker. She looks a few years younger. She looks wronged and pathetic.

Strange!

Seeing Mo Bai, Murong Jin was embarrassed. He didn't dare to look at Mo Bai: "Mo, brother Mo Bai... Morning."

"It's late," Mo Bai walked slowly over and looked into the pot. "What's delicious?"

"I've made a lot of delicious food," Murong Jin said. "There are hot and cold dishes, soup and porridge. I can eat anything I want."

Mo Bai saw a plate of yellow things beside the pot: "what is this?"

"Golden silk cake," Murong Jin took one and handed it to him. "It's delicious. Brother Mobai, try it."

Mo Baihao opened his mouth impolitely and swallowed the golden silk cake.

Chewed a few times and thumbed up: "delicious, super delicious!"

Murong chin pursed her lips and smiled shyly.

Mo Bai washed his hands and picked up another: "Xiaojin, why do you make things so delicious? Aren't they all the same ingredients? How can someone make delicious food in the world, and some people can make dog shit? "

"Talent?" Murong Jin said: "just like painting, music and playing the piano, no matter which line, you need talent. Being a chef also needs talent."

"Well," Moby nodded, "then I certainly don't have this talent! What I'm good at is making instant noodles. I can make instant noodles of various flavors! "

Murong Jin: "... That's also good."

"I think it's good too," Mo Bai said. "Instant noodles are cheap and delicious, aren't they? I'll be greedy if I don't eat for a while! "

Murong Jin: "... Why don't you eat less instant noodles? Instant noodles are not very healthy. "

"What health?" Mo Bai hehe: "kebabs can also cause cancer. Duck eggs have Sudan red, flour has whitening agent, fried vegetables have gutter oil. It's the healthiest not to eat, but die faster."

Murong Jin: "... It's healthy to do it by yourself."

"That's right," Mo Bai said, "but it needs to be like you. You have the talent to cook. Like me, letting me into the kitchen is a disaster. What delicious ingredients can make things that people don't want to eat at a glance."

Murong Jin pursed his lips and smiled, "brother Mobai doesn't have to cook by himself. Just ask the cook. Many home-made dishes made by the cook are delicious."

"I don't have a cook at home, but I have a part-time job," Mo Bai said. "Now I'm living with my brother and sister-in-law. My sister-in-law has many problems. She doesn't like outsiders at home. They cook the food themselves. My brother does it in the morning and my sister-in-law does it in the evening. She goes to her friend's coffee shop for lunch. There is a dishwasher for washing dishes. The labor union does odd things on an hourly basis."

"It's also good," Murong Jin said as he turned to cut vegetables. "Home is a very private place. It's really uncomfortable to have outsiders."

"Yes," said Mo Bai, "my sister-in-law cooks very well, and my brother does well, but it's worse than you."

Murong Jin pursed his lips and smiled, "maybe it's the reason why I specially learned it?"

"It's possible." There was a chat without a match. Mo Bai had eaten several pieces of golden silk cakes.

He still wanted to take it. Murong Jin stretched out his hand to stop it: "brother Mobai, don't eat. You won't be able to eat later."

She wanted to press the golden cake on the plate, but she pressed it on Mo Bai's finger.

She retracted her hand like an electric shock, and her face turned red from her ears to her neck.

Mo Bai pretended to see it and nodded, "do you do much? Let my brother and my sister-in-law come to dinner? "

"I've done a lot," Murong said with a red face. "I've called sister Yinyin and invited sister Yinyin, but brother Zhan is not here. Brother Zhan has something to do today and took off from the capital early."

"Oh, I see." Mo Bai nodded and turned away.

"Brother Mobai!" Murong Jin called him.

"Huh?" Mo Bai turned to look at her: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing..." Murong Jin blushed and stammered, "I want to tell brother Mo Bai about last night... Thank brother Mo Bai..."

She really doesn't want to mention last night.

She woke up from a strange room today. She was stunned.

She suddenly sat up and looked around. After a long time, she remembered where she was and how she came to the room.

Thinking that she was drunk like mud last night, she was picked up by Mo Bai and let Mo Bai see her stupid drunk. She still held Mo Bai and cried to sleep. She was not well.

She has a crush on Moby.

She held her breath and secretly wanted to pursue Mo Bai, secretly brushing her favor in Mo Bai's heart.

As a result, there was such a huge and incomparable ugliness before one point of favor was brushed.

Her intestines are green!

She really wanted to pretend that she didn't remember last night, but Mo Bai helped her last night. Wouldn't it be too much if she didn't thank her?

She had no choice but to harden her head and thank her.