President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

It's still a pitiful puppy, which makes people unconsciously sympathetic.

The anger in Shen Xilan's heart was instantly poured out, and she subconsciously looked at the location of the kitchen, but she quickly woke up.

This person is Mo Jingsen!

How could he have such a side, she must be wrong!

Looking intently, sure enough, there is nothing pitiful, even if this man sits there, he is handsome and extraordinary.

Shen Xilan glared at Mo Jingsen, and said angrily: "Who told you not to eat, you deserve to be hungry."

Wouldn't you buy a meal for him with the pile of assistant secretaries by your side? What is she worried about.

Shen Xilan was pushing the box and was about to leave.

Mo Jingsen didn't stop him, he didn't even look at Shen Xilan. He looked at the box leisurely with a pair of single phoenix eyes, put his hands on his stomach, and frowned tightly, and then asked in a low voice, "You cooked that day. The noodles are not bad, can you teach me to leave? Li's wife is not that taste."

Shen Xilan stagnated, and asked with a weird expression: "Are you sure you want to learn to cook noodles?"

It's not the same flavor that Li Sao made. Has he ever eaten Sao Li's noodles?

"Teach or not?"

A person who does not eat noodles must learn how to cook noodles, of course she has to teach.

"Teach, and will continue to teach!" Shen Xilan dropped the box and answered simply.

"Lying is a puppy." Mo Jingsen immediately replied.

...You are a puppy! childish.

Shen Xilan snorted and walked to the kitchen first. Mo Jingsen followed behind her, her lips twitched, but when she turned to look at him, she quickly pressed it down.

"Come here to boil water." Shen Xilan moved her finger to indicate.

Mo Jingsen walked over and stared at the pot for a long while, without taking any next step.

Shen Xilan patted her forehead helplessly, she was hasty.

Thinking that cooking noodles is the easiest, boil water, throw the noodles into it, and just pick up the seasoning when it's cooked, but she forgot that this master has never even boiled the water since he was a child.

"Look at me cooking, remember how I did it." Shen Xilan pushed Mo Jingsen away, filled the pot with water, and then turned on the gas switch.

While waiting for the water to boil, Shen Xilan was a little irritated by Mo Jingsen's stare.

She glared over: "What are you looking at?"

The corners of Mo Jingsen's lips curled up: "You look gentle and at home in the kitchen."

This kind of life full of human fireworks, he never expected, because he didn't think it was so beautiful, but now, suddenly felt that he was wrong in the past, how good it is, put aside his busy work, make a meal together, and then Washing the dishes together is simply the most ideal way of life.

Mo Jingsen's eyes were already deep, and they were still those narrow and single phoenix eyes. When looking at people this way, Shen Xilan always had the illusion that he was looking at himself affectionately.

She had believed in this look in the two previous years of falling in love.

Think he loves her.

Thinking of the past, Shen Xilan's heart was astringent, and she pulled a smile to break the silence of the kitchen: "Congratulations, I heard that the two families have met. It should be a good day soon."

Mo Jingsen was taken aback: "What good day?"

I want to hide her!

"What a good day do you think is a good day." Shen Xilan dropped a sentence, turned around and took out the noodles from the cupboard, the water was almost boiling.

Mo Jingsen grabbed Shen Xilan's hand and frowned, "Which two families will meet? What are you talking about Shen Xilan?"

"Didn't the Mo family and the Qiao family meet to book a date last night?"

Shen Xilan directly threw out the known answer, she hated the feeling of being kept in the dark.

"I and Qiao's family are dealing with business now, and there was something in the past last night. Uncle Qiao's hospitality is difficult to overcome. It took a midnight snack to return. What kind of meeting..."

Mo Jingsen suddenly realized it, and patiently explained: "You still misunderstood Qiaoshan and I, Shen Xilan, Qiaoshan is just my sister, I only say this time."

Mo Jingsen's voice was low and deep, and the last few words were deliberately clear.

Shen Xilan looked at him and felt that she had really misunderstood.

But isn't that message from Qiaoshan? He also answered the phone and stayed together most of the night. What's the misunderstanding.

"You said my sister is my sister." Shen Xilan patted Mo Jingsen's hand away, preparing to put the noodles in the pot.

Mo Jingsen saw that Shen Xilan didn't believe in Weiwei. He had never explained to people so patiently, she actually didn't believe him!

"Shen Xilan." Mo Jingsen snatched the noodles from Shen Xilan's hands and threw them aside, holding her shoulders with both hands, forcing her to look into his eyes: "I didn't tell my family about our divorce. In the Mo family, Madam Mo Shao only has you. Do you think they might arrange another marriage for me on the premise that I have a wife?"

Um, Qiaoshan led her to think about this.

When was she so cheated?

Shen Xilan suddenly became vacant, not because of anything else, but she suddenly realized that her behavior was a bit jealous.

No matter what their relationship is, why should she argue with Mo Jingsen about this.

She pushed him with her hand, and nodded and hit haha: "Well, you are brothers and sisters, I believe it, let me go?"

Mo Jingsen looked at her deeply with dark eyes: "Jealous?"

"What jealous am I!" Shen Xilan jumped anxiously, her eyes fluttering, floating on the tumbling water, finally found an excuse, she hurriedly turned around and said: "The water is boiling, aren't you hungry?"

Mo Jingsen stepped back, seeing her hurriedly, his eyes filled with joy.

A few minutes later, Shen Xilan sat opposite Mo Jingsen, looked at the noodles in the bowl, and sighed silently in her heart.

She taught Mo Jingsen to cook noodles. She was so confident that she could teach it all at once.

As a result, the noodles were cooked, and he didn't even touch the pot.

Mo Jingsen ate and smiled at her: "I probably know the pace today. I'll see you do it again tomorrow night. I'll definitely know everything. I'll do it slowly later, and I'll definitely be able to do it."

When Shen Xilan heard this, she suddenly stopped being depressed.

She smiled and said, "Okay, I will continue to teach you tomorrow, and I will teach you every day until you learn it."

Mo Jingsen, you are ready to eat noodles every day, you can learn to eat it!

She was going to see, he could bear it for a few days!

The corners of Mo Jingsen's lips also chuckled, "Then you're not leaving?"

"Well, don't leave, wait until you learn to leave, not too late." Shen Xilan nodded.

Mo Jingsen immediately ordered: "Sister Li, take Ms. Shen's luggage back to the room."

Aunt Li hurried out and glanced at Mr. Mo who was eating noodles. Her eyes were full of unbearableness. She wanted to say a few times and then stopped. She finally put up with her and went back upstairs with the box.

Shen Xilan specially cooked a large bowl of noodles for Mo Jingsen. He had no meals at noon, so he wanted to eat more.

Mo Jingsen ate very quickly at first, but slowed down obviously when it was half a bowl later.

It is visible to the naked eye, eating very reluctantly, but trying to pretend to be delicious.

Shen Xilan smiled and watched him eat. As soon as he looked up, she smiled gently until he watched him finish the bowl of noodles.

"It seems that you really like noodles. I'll cook more for you tomorrow."

"...Well, not too much, I don't have much appetite." Mo Jingsen said quickly.

He must not have noticed how obvious his choking and eagerly stopping appearance were.

Shen Xilan held back a smile and nodded in a meaningful way: "Okay, just as much as I am."

Mo Jingsen breathed a sigh of relief. Just about to say to go for a walk together, the phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the caller ID, then smiled and picked it up. His tone was very relaxed: "Are you back?"

Shen Xilan took a meal with the tableware and chopsticks, and looked at Mo Jingsen in surprise.

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