married wife

Chapter 82
After the meal was ready, Lian Mochen brought the bowls and chopsticks to the table, looked at the dishes, and said, "It smells delicious and looks good, but I don't know how it tastes."

"Try it and you'll know!" Lian Yinghan raised her eyebrows, her face full of confidence.

Lian Mochen picked up a piece of eggplant and stuffed it into his mouth: "Hiss!"

"Hey, take it easy, the eggplants are oily just after cooking, be careful of getting hot." Lian Yinghan immediately gave him a tissue and poured him a glass of pure water.

Lian Mochen took a sip of water before he recovered.

Lian Yinghan laughed at the side.

"What are you laughing at?" Even Mo Chen said gloomily, he would be laughed at one day.

"If you are in such a hurry to eat outside, don't you smell bad? Well, this is home, and I am the only one who sees it." Lian Yinghan said with a smile.

"I really want to try your handicraft!" Lian Mochen had an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Okay, okay, then eat slowly, eat more!" Lian Yinghan really couldn't laugh or cry, she really wanted to see what Chen Shao was like in front of outsiders, and why everyone was afraid of him!

"Hmph! This sounds like a human saying!" Lian Mochen made a serious face, but when he turned his back to Lian Yinghan, the corner of his mouth broke into a smile.

Lian Yinghan knew that he was faking it, and sat down opposite him with a smile.

"Mmm! Not bad, full of color and fragrance!" Lian Mochen said while chewing the food in his mouth.

He also didn't expect Lian Yinghan to have such skills: "Do you often cook at home?"

"Why are you asking the same question as Aunt Lingsha?" Lian Yinghan muttered.

"I'm curious, why your father let you cook when he loves you so much."

"It's because of interest. My father's craftsmanship is very good. He often cooks. I can just watch it."

"Your father often cooks?" Lian Mochen knew that Lian Moxuan was a good cook, but as a man, and a man with a successful career, he would cook often, which is really inconceivable.

"Yes, our servants are on holiday on Saturdays and Sundays. It's just me and my father at home. Sometimes my aunt and her family will come too. My aunt's craftsmanship is also good!"

"No wonder you eat so fat, you grew up soaking in dishes." Lian Mochen joked.

"Didn't you say you don't think I'm fat? Hypocrisy!" Lian Yinghan seriously despised him.

"Um, no, I mean you are cute, I don't despise you!" Lian Mochen explained calmly, she is really not fat, and he doesn't despise her, it's too late to like her, how is it possible dislike?

Lian Yinghan ate her own results bite by bite. She hadn't cooked for a long time, and her cooking skills hadn't deteriorated. Originally, she was glad that Mo Chen didn't eat yesterday's bento. She didn't taste it either, so she didn't know how it tasted.

"Hanhan, has Su Lingke ever eaten your cooking?" Lian Mochen said casually.

"It doesn't seem to be there!" Lian Yinghan thought for a while, and there really wasn't.

Even Mo Chen was delighted, he wanted to compare everything, and compared Su Lingke, as her boyfriend, he had never eaten her cooking, but he was the first to do it, Su Lingke is also a famous boyfriend, right? ?

"I was afraid of embarrassing myself in front of him, so I asked my father to cook when I knew he was coming, but most of the time he came with my aunt and the others, because sister Yingxue, she really wanted to make me and Su Lingke a pair, So almost every time I come to my house, I bring Su Lingke with me." Lian Yinghan explained.

Lian Mochen's face immediately fell down, it turned out that this was the case, and this Su Yingxue was really serious, why there are so many things, it's okay to bring Su Lingke to Lian Yinghan.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you? Isn't it delicious?" Lian Yinghan looked at Lian Mochen's distorted face and asked.

"No!" How could it not be delicious?He was so angry, the girl didn't see it.

Lian Yinghan cooked a lot of dishes, but in the end there was nothing left, and Lian Mochen ate them all.

"Hanhan, let me pack it, you go and pack your luggage." Lian Mochen looked at his watch: "It's still early, so we must be in time."

"Okay!" Lian Yinghan put down the bowl and chopsticks and ran upstairs.

The things bought from the supermarket earlier were also taken upstairs by Lian Mo Chen and put in their respective rooms, and even Mo Chen's luggage had already been packed.

Even Yinghan is very convenient to pack up. Originally, there was not much to tidy up. The things that were packed in City B before are still sealed in the suitcase. Even Mo Chen prepared new ones for her to wear here. , I don't need the things she brought from home at all, I just take a few clothes from the closet and put them in the suitcase, and then organize the things I bought in the supermarket.

When Lian Mochen finished tidying up and went upstairs, Lian Yinghan was almost done tidying up.

"Is everything packed? Did you drop it?" Lian Mochen looked at the suitcase on the ground.

"It's all good, how about you? Think about it, is there anything left behind?"

"No, I'm going out for a while to get something from Feng Chijing. I originally planned to drop by when we went to the airport, but it's still early, so I think I'll go and get it back first. Do you want to go together? ?”

"I won't go!" Lian Yinghan felt that his finding Feng Chijing was probably a matter between men, and it was meaningless for her to follow him.

"Well, I'm going to stay up late tonight, you can rest at home for a while, I'll be back soon." Lian Mochen kissed Lian Yinghan on the forehead and left.

Lian Yinghan was already used to his touch. After Lian Mochen left, she didn't go to sleep, but went to the living room next to Lian Mochen's bedroom, and picked up a book from the shelf to read.

Open it and see the author's name: Lin Nianshan.

This is a book written by her mother. After reading the books next to it, they were also written by Lin Nianshan. Although Lian Yinghan has no impression of her mother, there are all books written by Lin Nianshan on the bookshelf of Moxuan's study. On Mo Chen's bookshelf, even Mo Xuan collected about the same amount as here, that is to say, even Mo Chen collected the books written by Lin Nianshan.

Looking at the "Last Tears of Smile" in her hand, she has read all of Lin Nianshan's books, and this book impressed her the most, but she can't get tired of reading it.

Because in this book, there is the shadow of their family. It is the process of Lin Nianshan and Lian Moxuan getting to know each other, falling in love, until they got married and gave birth to a child. In this book, there is her shadow.

The book describes her growth process, but she doesn't have that memory. Every time Lian Yinghan looks at herself in this book, she tries to recover her memory, but she just can't remember it.

Until recently, when she came to the UK, she had a fever and got drunk. Everything in the dream seemed familiar. Intuitively, she could feel that it was her lost memory.

Originally, she should be happy that her memory gradually recovered, but the more her memory recovered, the more painful she felt inside, and the pain was so painful that she was almost suffocated. Fortunately, Lian Mochen was by her side every time she woke up.

Thinking about everything in the dream, she gradually felt tired, and fell asleep on the soft sofa. She didn't know how long she slept until even Mo Chen woke her up.

"How long have I been asleep?" Her face didn't look very good.

"More than an hour!" Lian Mochen took her into his arms: "Why are you sleeping here?"

"I felt tired after reading the book, so I fell asleep."

"Your complexion is not very good, are you feeling unwell?" Lian Mochen looked at her face, which was a little pale.

"No, I just saw the people in the book and thought of myself. I'm fine, don't worry!" Lian Yinghan gave him a reassuring look: "Can I take this book with me?"

"Of course, you can read whatever you want, and take it with you!" Lian Mochen looked down at the book in her hand: "This book was written by your mother!"

Even Mo Chen had read Lin Nianshan's books, knowing what was written in each book, he immediately thought of the reason why Lian Yinghan wanted to bring this book.

"Well, this is my favorite book written by my mother. I've read it many times, and I never get tired of it."

"Take it with you if you like!" Lian Mochen rubbed her hair, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, and took out a mobile phone from his pocket: "You take this mobile phone with you, and put your own mobile phone away." Stay at home!"

"Why? What should I do if Dad can't find me?" Lian Yinghan suddenly wanted to change her mobile phone. Lian Yinghan knew that this trip was by no means a simple trip. Mo Chenhui wronged himself because of her.

"Except for your father and aunt, the rest of the family don't know about your coming to England, right? If they know, why don't they all call and criticize you?" Lian Mochen casually found a passable reason, In fact, this is also part of the reason, but not the most important part.

"That's right! It's still your thoughtfulness!" Lian Yinghan was finally relieved, stood up and was about to go back to the room, but was pulled back to the sofa by Lian Mochen and imprisoned in his arms.

"Uncle..." Lian Yinghan was startled by his action. Usually, although there was some physical contact between them, he would not make such a big move like this time.

(End of this chapter)