President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

"I have a special meal that Lanlan personally cooked. It's not a pity." Mu Ziyun was sullen.

When the two were together, it was really impossible to have a meal in peace.

Shen Xilan decided to ignore the contest between the two people, watching the situation in the pot, and greeted Mo Shu: "Mo Shu, you can eat."

"Okay." Mo Shu showed a bright smile, picked up the chopsticks but was not in a hurry to start eating.

Mo's family motto, dining etiquette, are carved into the bones. Even if they have been abroad for a few years, Mo Shu still follows them, not waiting for people to start eating by themselves.

At this time, Zhu Jing came out with the special meal cooked for Mu Ziyun, smiled shyly and walked to Mu Ziyun's side and gently put it in front of him.

Mu Ziyun smiled at Mo Jingsen again: "Please, Mr. Mo, I'm going to eat."

Mo Jingsen glanced at the contents in the bowl coldly. Although it looked good, he pursed the corners of his lips and glanced at Shen Xilan.

Shen Xilan sat opposite, and met Mo Jingsen's gaze inadvertently, and she returned the look of "see me".

That look, isn't it jealous?

Oh, someone who is about to get engaged, and she runs jealous of her here, it's not funny.

"Yes, it's delicious." Mu Ziyun did not forget to praise.

Mo Jingsen's heart became depressed when he heard it, and the expression in Shen Xilan's eyes became even more depressed.

He glared at her fiercely, picked up the chopsticks and ate the dishes.

However, some of Mu Ziyun's praise was overjoyed.

Zhu Jing raised her hand and pushed the shredded hair on her temples to her ears, looked at Mu Ziyun shyly, and said softly, "It's fine if you like to eat. What I did a few days ago doesn't seem to suit your appetite. I'm still worried. Woolen cloth."

Mu Ziyun almost slid into his throat when he ate half of the handmade balls. He turned around and covered his mouth and coughed. He accidentally faintly caught the wound, his abdomen hurts, and he was very embarrassed for a while.

Zhu Jing froze, not knowing what to do.

The corners of Mo Jingsen's mouth were raised high and he was very happy.

Shen Xilan frowned and went to look at Mu Ziyun's bowl, wondering: "No pepper."

In fact, Mo Shu had been watching Mu Ziyun secretly, because she said that he had a little white face, and he indifferently refused to apologize. When we met today, he actually nodded to her to say hello.

In fact, she was a little angry when she was ignored before.

But during this time she has become more sensible, knowing that she was quite unreasonable before.

She was a little embarrassed, wanted to show her kindness, but didn't know how to act.

Watching Mu Ziyun coughing, she quickly got up and poured a glass of warm water to him, carefully asking, "Do you want to drink some water first?"

Mu Ziyun glanced at Mo Shu faintly, took the water glass while coughing, and said hoarse "Thank you."

His cough gradually subsided, and he drank saliva.

"You're welcome." Mo Shu's heart was very excited, and he briskly returned to his original position.

Before her smile fell, she met her brother's cold glance.

Mo Shu's smile froze on his face.

She was just helping to pour some water. Does my brother want to be so serious?

Mo Shu bit his lip and turned to Shen Xilan to act like a baby: "Sister Xilan, I want to eat the one that is a little white and long. Can you clip it for me?"

"Are you sure?" Shen Xilan raised an eyebrow and asked.

Mo Shu tilted his head, wondering: "Can't eat?"

"Hey, that's..." Zhu Jing was about to say. Shen Xilan grabbed her and said, "You can eat it." After she finished speaking, she gave her the duck intestines pointed by Mo Shu.

Mo Shu kept nodding after eating, "This is not bad, it's crunchy, it's something, I haven't eaten it before."

After she finished speaking, Shen Xilan and Zhu Jing both looked at her with weird expressions.

She froze for a moment: "Why are you looking at me like this..." She suddenly realized what it was, the whole person is not good: "You, this, this is not duck intestines, right? You didn't promise me to wait for me to finish eating. Put it again?"

Oh my God, she actually ate something like that!

Shen Xilan pursed her lips and smiled, and then couldn't help it, holding Zhu Jing's shoulders and lowering her head to laugh.

"You even laughed at me!" Mo Shu was extremely angry.

"Okay, I won't laugh at you anymore." Shen Xilan tried hard to bear it, but there was still a smile in her voice: "Did you just say it's delicious? Just eat. Just talk about what you can do and eat. , Delicious, we have to eat it, right?"

Mo Shu felt that what Shen Xilan said was right, but the thing looked so disgusting and smelly when it was not cooked.

Although the food just now was really good, it was still difficult for her to accept it immediately.

Mo Shu tugged at Mo Jingsen next to him: "Brother, do you eat this?"

Her brother would definitely not eat this food either. When did their family eat these things that are not on the table? Grandpa said that he would be frugal and would not eat it.

"I just put the one on the other side, who cooked it?" Zhu Jing asked at this time.

Shen Xilan took the chopsticks to clamp it, and said: "I forgot that she didn't eat it, so she cooked it, and she didn't cook much. Let's clamp it first."

She stretched out the chopsticks, and saw Mo Jingsen stretched out the chopsticks silently and snatched the duck intestines under her chopsticks, ate it straight, and nodded, "Yes."

The pot is so big, you have to grab her?

Shen Xilan's hand holding the chopsticks was slightly stiff, and she gave Mo Jingsen angrily.

Mo Jingsen raised an eyebrow back.

"Brother, do you eat it?" Mo Shu's eyes widened in surprise.

Her brother is picky eaters, he picks more than her!

"Didn't you also say it's delicious?" Mo Jingsen put some more, and put some others into the bowl.

Mo Shu fought for hundreds of rounds in his heart, and finally couldn't help but stretch out his chopsticks.

Several people were eating so much, and the bottom material became more spicy. Shen Xilan asked, "Would you like to drink? I still have beer here. My mother came to buy leftovers from cooking."

"I want it." Zhu Jing raised her hand first: "Is that the box in the kitchen? I'll get it."

She went to get it after she said it.

At this time, the sound of Mu Ziyun's chopsticks resting on the bowl was a little louder, which caught Shen Xilan's attention and found that he hadn't eaten.

"Why didn't you eat it, didn't you say it was good?"

Mo Jingsen watched the show, and his tone was full of provocations: "This is a special meal that someone cooks for you. Can't you enjoy it?"

Mu Ziyun suffocated his stomach, and was too lazy to pay attention to Mo Jingsen, and said to Shen Xilan: "Didn't you say you cooked? Although you have personally taken care of me for a week, you haven't even survived the porridge once. Give it to me, I've chased it all over, you even let someone else cook it?"

"Zhu Jing's cooking skills are better, she knows what is helpful for wound healing, isn't it the same as who cooks it?" Shen Xilan faintly felt that Mu Ziyun said this deliberately, especially the word personal, what would happen to it Thinking how weird.

But it's all over, let's pick it out again, and it's even stranger.

Mo Jingsen raised the corner of his mouth and went back, with a coldness in his eyes.

But he quickly raised a smile again, got up and walked to the sideboard very familiarly, while saying: "Xi Lan, do you have the dried radish you got from your mother last time? It should be good to have some hot pot."

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