spend the rest of my life saying i love you

Chapter 44 He Seems Angry
After the words fell, the air in the car seemed to be condensed.

Jian An then turned his head to look at Mo Tingjun bewilderedly. His side face was very cold, as if he was angry?

"Mo Tingjun, are you angry?"

Mo Tingjun was silent for a moment and did not answer, Jian Anran asked again, Mo Tingjun's eyes flickered, and he replied: "Yes."

Now Jian Anran was silent, anxious in her heart, how could this man be so stingy, it was just a joke, it seems that he should talk better next time, but the question at this time is how to calm him down?

Just when Jian Anran was in a hurry, Mo Tingjun asked softly: "Are you busy during the day?"

"No, I'm not the only clerk in the store, so I'm not very busy." Jian Anran replied honestly, her gaze swept over Mo Tingjun, and her heart ached when she saw that his cold face was covered with a layer of cold mist. Just a jump.

Could it be that she said something wrong again and made this man angry?
The corners of Jian Anran's mouth were tightly pursed, her fingers tightened and then loosened. When she was with him, she seemed to become nervous involuntarily. Such a reaction was a bit dumbfounding.

"Then why did you send Liu Weisong?"

Just because she didn't send it, so this man is angry?Can she understand it this way?Jian Anran frowned, and Mo Tingjun had already stopped the car after regaining consciousness: "She said she happened to have something to go out, so she took her there, what's wrong?"

Mo Tingjun squinted his eyes halfway, tapped the steering wheel with his fingers without rhythm, watched the flow of people outside and said calmly: "Next time I will send you here by yourself, I don't like things that strangers have touched..."

His voice was very soft, so soft that he couldn't hear it clearly if he didn't pay attention, but Jian Anran just heard it. Could it be that this man had to look at familiar people when he ordered takeaway?What an awkward man.

"Okay, I remember."

Mo Ting got a satisfactory answer, and the faint anger in his heart began to dissipate. He asked suddenly: "Can you cook?"

"Yes." Jian Anran nodded, she used to cook food for herself, and her cooking skills were naturally not a problem, but there were too many things during this time, and there was no chance to have a good meal at all.

Mo Ting hooked his lips, turned his head and said, "Okay, I'm going to eat the dishes you cooked by yourself today."

Jian Anran's eyes flashed, but she didn't refuse. Mo Tingjun got out of the car and opened Jian Anran's door: "The supermarket is here."

It turned out that he had made up his mind a long time ago. Jian Anran hid her smile and followed Mo Tingjun into the supermarket. After buying a lot of things, she returned home. When she came out of the kitchen, it was already around seven o'clock in the evening , The soup is rich and fragrant.

Mo Tingjun was sitting in a chair and reading documents, and from time to time he raised his eyes to see her busy figure, and a smile unconsciously curled up on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be a good feeling...

Wearing an apron, she came over skillfully carrying the plates, arranging the dishes one by one in a serious and attractive manner.

When Jian Anran raised her eyes to look at Mo Tingjun, she found that he was looking at her in a daze. She touched her cheek, but when she didn't find anything, she coughed heavily: "Is there something on my face?"

Mo Ting looked back and didn't feel embarrassed, but his ears turned red as expected. He shook his head and changed the subject: "No, it's done?"

The corner of Jian Anran's mouth twitched slightly, and she nodded seriously: "Yes, it's done, come and try."

She served him soup, sat opposite him, and said expectantly: "How is it?"

Mo Tingjun took a sip, and there was a faint fragrance on the tip of his tongue, neither salty nor bland, the taste was just right, and the seasoning seemed to be something he had never eaten before. After a long while, a bowl of soup had been elegantly drained into his stomach.

"Ah."

Seeing that he was satisfied, Jian Anran was also happier. She had done it for Lin Hao before, and it was ridiculous to think about it now. She rubbed the sore corners of her eyes and swallowed the green vegetables in her stomach. The previous things completely let him down. past!
While eating, Mo Tingjun felt that something was wrong. The taste of this soup reminded him of something. He put down the spoon and asked, "Is the seasoning seafood powder?"

Jian Anran was taken aback, she didn't know why Mo Tingjun asked such a question, but she still nodded: "Yes, because it tastes good like this."

Mo Tingjun's face changed a little, and he stood up silently after a while, and murmured softly: "I'm full."

When Jane Anran came back to her senses, Mo Tingjun had disappeared in the living room, and his door was tightly closed.

"..." Jian Anran had no choice but to clean up the table after eating, and then returned to the room to take a shower after washing the dishes. She was lying in the bathtub, and the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. Why did Mo Tingjun suddenly stop eating? up?

Not a matter of taste...so what is the problem?
He asked if it was seafood powder, seafood powder... Could it be that he is allergic to seafood!

Jane Anran suddenly sat up from the bathtub, but because it was too slippery, she hit her unsteady head on the edge of the bathtub. With a "hiss", she rubbed her forehead. The more she thought about it, the more she felt wrong, she hurried out of the bathtub, took After drying himself with a towel, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked to Mo Tingjun's door.

She stretched out her hand and knocked, "Mo Tingjun, are you asleep?"

(End of this chapter)