Sweetheart,Don't run away

The three women had been busy all afternoon. Flour was all over their faces, but the dumplings still had their own patterns and fillings. Pork, pork, cabbage, leek, pork and egg yolk. Anyway, all you can think of are made. A large table full of dumplings seems to have a sense of taste.

"Xiaole, when will Shen Luo come? If he doesn't come again, we'll make dumplings."

"It's coming soon. He said it'll be there in five minutes."

The last group ate, drank, steamed dumplings and boiled dumplings. They were very full.

During this period, Mo Yanke called Aimeng. At that time, Aimeng was still eating steamed dumplings. Just after biting it, he was still talking vaguely in his mouth.

"What's the matter? You're busy."

"No, what are you eating? You have a good voice."

"I'm eating steamed dumplings. It's delicious."

"Then you leave some for me." Mo Yanke smiles on the phone. When he calls Aimeng, he just gets off the plane and is driving to Aimeng's villa.

But Aimeng didn't know that he was back, because before he said that if he was busy with work, maybe it would take time, maybe it would take about a week, so now it's only three days. She won't think about him coming back, so she said half jokingly that she kept it.

"Well, how much do you want to eat, steamed dumplings or boiled dumplings? I'll keep some for you."

"Let's keep some of them. We didn't have dinner?"

Aimeng smiles on the other end of the phone, and then they talk a few words.

Because there were too many dumplings, Xiaole asked them to pack some and then clean them up. It was almost 9 o'clock. Just as I sat down, the doorbell rang.

As soon as I opened the door, I said, "Xiaole, why are you so forgetful? What did you forget to bring?" Just when I saw Mo Yanke standing outside the door, I suddenly covered my mouth and was surprised, "how are you?"

"Well, did you miss me and leave me dumplings? I didn't even have dinner. I starved to death." Mo Yanke picked up the woman, then went inside and took her feet to the door.

"Well, you put me down first, and I'll be seen."

"Your assistant has gone upstairs. The light is on upstairs." Mo Yanke said with a smile, and then took the opportunity to kiss the woman in his arms. I haven't seen her for three days, as if it was a century long. I miss her very much.

"Do you have surveillance here?"

"How can I? I'm not so bad. Besides, do I need to monitor it. You didn't say you left dumplings for me. Where are the dumplings? "

"Ah, I thought you were joking. At that time, I thought you were still abroad, but you didn't tell me." AI Meng really thought that Mo Yanke was joking just now. Who would have thought that when he called more than 8 o'clock, more than 9 o'clock people appeared in front of him.

"I'm not kidding. I just got off the plane at that time. I didn't have dinner

"Then I'll prepare dumplings for you. We made a lot of dumplings today, and all of them are in the freezer. You let me down first, and I'll make dumplings for you. " AIMUN patted the man on the chest.

The Lin family quickly received the news of Mo Yanke's return, and then seemed to have prepared for it. In the morning, the Lin family was angry with AI Meng. In the evening, it was more than ten o'clock, but there were several reporters outside the AI family villa.

Mo Yanke is a trained person, just a reflection of the SLR Lens, he realized that something was wrong. Quickly went to the window, draw the curtain, "dream dream, go there quickly, draw the curtain, quickly."

"Oh, oh, good." Aimeng didn't react, but seeing Mo Yanke's face, he realized that something might be serious. He quickly went to the living room and pulled up the window.

Mo yankela opened a gap. Through the weak street lamp, he could see several figures shaking outside. These people should be coming for him. He came here with his front foot, and then followed them with his back foot. The brow couldn't help wrinkling.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"There are reporters out there."

"Reporter, how can there be a reporter, isn't it?"

"Did anyone come to you today?"

"Yes, the old man of the Lin family told me to leave you. But listen to the recording and I'll let him go. "

Mo Yanke listened with a cold face, but suddenly spread out, which seems to be another turning point.

Aimeng is a little worried. There are so many reporters outside. If Mo Yanke goes out now, he will be asked on the spot. However, if he doesn't go out, the headline news tomorrow will definitely be that the president of Mo's goes out of the villa late at night and is suspected of cohabitation. This report can't escape. "What to do now? If you go out, it's hard to say. If you don't go out, it's hard to say."

"Mr. Lin, this is a trap for me today, just waiting for me to go in here at night. Shen Luo, they just left. Call them back. ""OK, I'll call Xiaole as soon as possible."

Since you want to play, then have a good play, and see how he will deal with the Lin family after tonight.

Within ten minutes, Shen Luo's car came in. Then he opened the door,

"what's the matter? I'm so worried. Fortunately, we didn't go far."

"See those people outside, don't you? Old man Lin wants to count us both. I don't know whether he wants me to be ruined or Aimeng to be ruined."

"Now, what do you want to do?" Shen Luo opened the curtain a little, and saw all kinds of sneaky people outside, "Damn, is that old man of Lin's brain sick? Is it hard to be that Lin Han is not wanted? Do you want to force you to submit in this way?"

"Don't talk about it. Tomorrow I'll let him know that not everything is dominated by him. You put on my clothes first, and then go out first. I'll leave by the back door. Xiaole and Mengmeng will be together. Mengmeng, where's your assistant? Ask her to come down. We need her help now. She's a stranger. No one can do anything about her. "

Then these people really did a play.

Mo Yanke informs Wang Lin, and then waits at the back door. Shen Lu, wearing Mo Yanke's clothes, goes out from the front door. As expected, so many people suddenly surround him, "Mr. mo."

"Mr. mo."

Shen Luo lowers his head. Those people think it's Mo Yanke. After all, it's night. There's only one street lamp. It's impossible to see clearly. With the same height as Shen, it's easier to identify him.