Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 53
Mo Yan was startled, and quickly looked downstairs, the person standing by the car was gone, could it be that he...

As if to confirm her guess, the doorbell rang.

Holding the phone, Mo Yan struggled for a while before slowly opening the door.

Mr. Li stood at the door with his mobile phone in his hand, looking deeply into her eyes, Mo Yan's heart seemed to miss a beat, he turned his eyes away in panic, and whispered, "Why are you here?"

"I called Dr. Pang."

He walked in, closed the door consciously, stared into her eyes, and said unhurriedly, "She's on duty tonight."

He knew she was the only one, so he came here with such peace of mind.

For a moment, Mo Yan had the feeling that the two of them were counting the time to cheat/love, and she was embarrassed and blushed, her eyes had no place to rest, and finally said sullenly, "Have you eaten yet?"

A strange light flashed in Mr. Li's eyes, and he replied very seriously, "No."

"Then, let's eat together."

After Mo Yan stammered, she turned her head and ran to the kitchen.

If there is one more person, you can't make do with it, at least you have to cook two dishes, and there is only one lettuce and two cucumbers in the refrigerator.

She put on her apron and began to wash her hands and chop vegetables. She was a little thankful for her cleverness, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to stand outside and face to face with him.

But this kind of ease didn't last long. He heard footsteps approaching behind him again. The heart that had just been put down was lifted up in an instant, and even the skill of cutting vegetables became unfamiliar. , was completely caught by the figure behind him.

The atmosphere in the kitchen became tense, although no one spoke.

"Is the hairball okay?"

She wanted to find some topics to ease the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Very good." His voice was right next to his ears, and Mo Yan couldn't help but leaned forward to put a distance away from him.

"Then... that's good." She felt something soft passing by her ear just now, her whole body trembled, and she stammered, "You, you go outside and wait, I'll be there soon."

Mr. Li didn't answer immediately, but slowly extended his hands from behind her waist to help her put the vegetables on the cutting board into the basin.

This movement, as if he was hugging him from behind, Mo Yan's hand trembled, almost cutting himself.

"you"

She was about to speak when he suddenly hugged her waist and buried his head on her neck. There was a fresh scent on her body after bathing, with a faint lily smell, which was very pleasant. He closed his eyes and was slightly intoxicated for a long time. , only to make a dull sound.

"Why don't you ask me if I'm okay? I won't see you for a week, don't you miss me?"

This naked/naked/naked show of love made Mo Yan's ears turn red with embarrassment.

She was so stiff and let him hold her. The man's warm body temperature came from behind through the clothes, like a kind of protection, which made her feel at ease.

"The plane at five o'clock tomorrow morning, I have to go abroad, it may take a week."

His hands tightened slightly, his voice was hoarse and gentle, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Mo Yan's heart trembled, the plane at five o'clock in the morning, he actually showed up at her house now, she felt a burst of indescribable emotions, a little happy, a little relieved, and more of a bewilderment.

Why do you want to go abroad all of a sudden?

She wanted to ask, but stopped, and finally lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Bon voyage."

Mr. Li's eyes darkened, he suddenly took her hand and turned her around, pressed her against the stove, pinched her chin and kissed her.

Mo Yan's hand on his chest was about to forcefully push it away, when he suddenly remembered what he had just said in anticipation, and when he let go of his fingers, he was instantly captured by him.

He didn't kiss her for a long time, then let go of her, turned around and left the kitchen.

Mo Yan slowly stood up with her hands on her hands, her legs were shaking badly, her face was also red, it was just a kiss, she was like this...

Without him making trouble, Mo Yan's speed was much faster. In ten minutes, a plate of cold cucumbers and a plate of fried green bamboo shoots came out of the pan.

When she came out with the dishes, Mr. Li was sitting in front of the TV watching TV.

He seemed to be very serious about everything he did, and he sat upright while watching TV, frowning tightly, as if the people on TV owed him 500 million.

The corner of Mo Yan's lips revealed a meaningless smile inadvertently, and she called him, "It's time to eat."

Mr. Li let out a "hmm", got up and turned off the TV, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

His living habits are very good, this must be a habit formed by strict self-discipline all the year round, like a grandfather, Mo Yan quietly commented in his heart.

Mo Yan's cooking skills are not very good, and she can barely do one thing, but she likes to cook, and she always feels that watching the people she likes eat the dishes she cooks is a very happy feeling.

But Gu Yichen seldom fulfilled her wish. She was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and Gu Yichen has high requirements for food. She wrote down all her taboos and preferences, and tried her best to make dishes that satisfied him, but she never gave him a favor once.

But Li Jingyu was different, he wasn't picky or judged, he just ate all the dishes silently to save face.

Holding the soup bowl, Mo Yan felt at home for the first time, but the man who gave her the feeling of home was not her husband.

After the meal, Mr. Li took the initiative to help clean up, but he was not good at it. He made a lot of noises, so Mo Yan had no choice but to take over and said, "I'll go, you sit down."

Mr. Li looked at her back, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

When she finished cleaning the kitchen, Mr. Li still hadn't left. He was standing by the window, staring at the pot of mountain roses outside, wondering what he was thinking.

This is the pot of mountain roses in her and Gu Yichen's wedding room. Last time she didn't go back for half a month, the pot of flowers almost froze to death. This time she brought the flowers out directly. Yes, it's a pity.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be of any use, it's still turning yellow, and maybe it's going to die soon, just like her marriage with Gu Yichen is slowly dying.

"It's almost nine o'clock," Mo Yan stood behind him, pursing her lips and said, "You have such an early flight tomorrow, go back and rest early."

He turned around and looked at her steadfastly, his eyes were full of friendship, which almost made her drown in it for a moment.

It wasn't until the Aston Martin downstairs disappeared into the night that Mo Yan let go of the curtains and walked to the living room.

One night, her heart was in turmoil because of his arrival. He was like a husband who was about to go away. Everything is requested.

She sat down on the sofa with her forehead supported. Not only did she not explain how things turned out like this, but it became more and more chaotic.

At seven o'clock the next morning, when Mo Yan was washing up, the doorbell rang suddenly. She wiped her mouth and went out to open the door.

(End of this chapter)