08:30

Chapter 68

Early the next morning, Ning Mo packed Wu Nongnong and went to Mingren for a comprehensive inspection.

Except for the slight malnutrition of Fog Nongnong, there are no major problems in the rest.

Undernutrition and malnutrition are completely two concepts.

The former is deficient because you can’t eat it, and the latter is bad because you don’t want to eat picky eaters.

Fog is notoriously picky.

Ning Mo has already sighed a lot because of this matter.

"Come home with me." Ning Mo drove the car, turning his head to ask about the thick fog.

"No." Wu Nongnong felt ashamed to face anyone, let alone Ning Mo's parents.

But the car still turned into a street that was thick with fog and she was not very familiar with. It wasn't until she got downstairs that she suddenly realized that this seemed to be their "love nest" eight years ago.

When Fog Nongnong followed Ning Mo in, he found that the changes were not big, but an extra door was opened on the wall, and only after entering did he realize that the house next door had been merged, and now all of them have been made into wardrobes.

Luxurious wardrobe.

Ning Mo smiled, "Okay, now there is no need to fold clothes, and there are hourly workers to take care of the sanitation every day."

In the past, Ning Mo didn't like to work part-time, and didn't like others stepping into his own private world, so Wu Nongnong gave him a lot of embarrassment.

It's a pity that Wu Nongnong didn't care about this. She searched the big wardrobe inch by inch to see if there were any other women's things left.

Fortunately, after a carpet-like search, she found that the wardrobe was full of clothing from major brands of the season, there were matching accessories in the drawers, and there were two walls full of shoes.

It's all brand new stuff, it's all foggy yards, it's all foggy taste.

This wardrobe looks bright and bright, and the paint is as new, probably not long after it was newly made, at least half a year.

Wu Nongnong looked at Ning Mo in amazement. It might have been prepared for himself, but it took only a day for them to reconcile, so the skepticism made Wu Nongnong have to attribute this thing to the remnants of Ning Mo and Jian Ran. Taste.

Her interest suddenly disappeared.

Fog thickly remembered, Jian Ran said that Ning Mo cooks, where did she eat?

Thinking of this, Wu Nongnong felt uncomfortable all over, and didn't want to stay in the private space where other women stayed.

Occasional jealousy will show how much one person cares for another person, just the right amount of vinegar can completely improve the taste of a dish.

"Someone's clothes haven't been taken away." Wu Nongnong didn't need to pretend, he could pouted.

Ning Mo hugged her waist and smiled, "Jian Ran's clothes are one size bigger than yours."

Wu Nong gave him a thick look, how could he know what other people were wearing.

Ning Mo hugged her with a smile, without explaining, as if enjoying such a conversation.

"I'm going to make you something to eat."

"I don't want to eat it." Wu Nongnong curled his lips, "What did you do for her?" Wu Nongnong rode on Ning Mo's waist, slowly pulled out his belt, and smiled "badly".

Ning Mo's eyes lit up again, and he kissed Misty's thick hand, "I've made tomato scrambled eggs, but I didn't want to go out to buy groceries, so I just found something in the refrigerator to make."

"Here?" Fog Nongnong stared.

"No, it's over there in the old house. The workers at home just happened to be on vacation, and my parents went on a trip." Ning Mo was very honest.

(End of this chapter)