President uncle, don't come close

When Ling Moqin returned to the villa, it was already evening. She didn't expect that the light would be on inside. She stood at the door for a while. Finally, she decided to go in directly.

Some meetings can't escape. It's better to face these embarrassments. Maybe it's better to get used to it.

She opened the door and was ready to see Sheng Huaizhe sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV or reading newspapers, or he just came out after taking a bath

She didn't see any of this. When she came in, the room was empty. Maybe he forgot to turn off the light when he went out... It was unclear whether the feeling of psychological surge was disappointment or relief. Ling Moqin sat down, poured himself a cup of warm boiled water and drank it.

She wandered outside for a long time and went to see her grandmother. Only then did she know that on the day she visited last time, Sheng Huaizhe also came and gave all the old people in the nursing home new quilts and thick clothes.

Grandma and the Dean praised Sheng Huaizhe in front of her for a long time. They didn't know the emotional state between her and Sheng Huaizhe, and she didn't intend to say it so that they wouldn't worry.

But she didn't expect that Sheng Huaizhe would do these intimate things for her, and she was a little moved. Just moved, the problems between them still exist. She and he still can't make up as before. Once the distance in my heart is generated, it is difficult to recover

The body began to feel tired. Ling Moqin took a hot bath, then lay in bed and soon fell asleep. She dreamed that Sheng Huaizhe came back. He entered her room, kissed her forehead quietly while she was asleep, and helped her cover the quilt

Slowly opened his eyes, Ling Moqin saw the back of Sheng Huaizhe leaving her room. He gently brought the door... It was not a dream, but a reality. Where did he go? Did you come back so late for fear of embarrassment?

Before long, Ling Moqin heard the sound of closing the door and the sound of the car starting. He left.

Lying in bed for a long time, but I can't sleep anymore. Ling Moqin pressed his temple, finally gave up the struggle and got up to find food.

She found quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator. She wanted to eat this. In her absence, Sheng Huaizhe seemed to cook less, and the refrigerator was no longer full of ingredients.

Just as he was closing the refrigerator door, Ling Moqin saw a note posted on the refrigerator door. The date was today.

"There is cooked seafood porridge in the kitchen. If you are hungry, go and eat some."

Sheng Huaizhe's beautiful handwriting appeared on it, and he painted a smiling face... When she left him a note, she always liked to draw a smiling face to express her good mood, and he always said she was childish... Now it seems that the role has changed, and Ling Moqin's heart suddenly became a little complicated.

She put the quick-frozen dumplings back in the refrigerator, then went into the kitchen and saw that there was hot seafood porridge in the pot... Standing in the kitchen and looking at the small pot of porridge, Ling Moqin felt a glimmer of light thrown into her heart

Newly married Sheng Zhuwen seems to live a more prosperous and sweet life than ever before. She learned to make all kinds of delicious food, saying it was to catch Su Li's stomach. From time to time, she came to Ling Moqin's house and asked her to be a mouse.

"The white gourd soup you cooked last time is delicious. I still want to drink it today."

Ling Moqin thought for a moment and suddenly wanted to drink white gourd soup. Some time ago, when Sheng Zhuwen sent her Bento in the hospital, she sent it several times. It was very fresh and sweet. She could drink two or three bowls at a time.

"Oh, OK, no problem, hey hey..."

Sheng Zhuwen falsely promised to come down, and then quickly hid in the kitchen to call Sheng Huaizhe.

"Uncle, how did you cook the white gourd soup last time? Tell me the recipe quickly! "

Ling Moqin doesn't know that the bentos she brought in before were made by Sheng Huaizhe. Now she has learned to cook, but if the formula is different, the taste must be different

"What do you want to eat? When did you become so virtuous? "

Sheng Huaizhe didn't know that Ling Moqin wanted to eat, so he began to tease Sheng Zhuwen on the phone. His niece seems to have become a lot more mature after marriage, and she is more and more homesick. She has changed a lot.

"It's Ling Moqin of your family who wants to eat. Do you want to say it or not?"

"What does she want? OK, the recipe is like this... "

As soon as he finished the recipe, Sheng Zhuwen quickly hung up the phone. It's estimated that it's inconvenient to go on. He has to be busy cooking. Today is just the weekend. If Sheng Zhuwen goes to accompany Ling Moqin, he will feel much better. As for him, it's better to stay in the office and work overtime

"Dinner! Come and try my craft! "

Sheng Zhuwen wears an apron and looks like a good wife and mother. She brings several dishes from the kitchen one after another. Finally, she brings up white gourd soup. All of them look full of color, smell and smell, which makes Ling Moqin's fingers move.

"It's not the first time to taste your craft, but it looks delicious!"

Ling Moqin looked at the dishes she served and looked at her look of expectation. She felt a little strange... She had eaten the food she had cooked for a long time, but she acted like a novice and was looking forward to Ling Moqin's evaluation after eating it.

"Oh, you may have made more progress than before!"

Sheng Zhuwen was a little guilty. He quickly put a piece of braised meat into Ling Moqin's mouth to cover up his panic and guilt.

"How delicious! Sheng Zhuwen, you can really become a good wife and mother. I can't believe it! "

Ling Moqin nodded and ate happily. She even tried several other dishes, which Sheng Zhuwen had not cooked for her before. She felt very good!

"Sheng Zhuwen, you can graduate! I'll try the white gourd soup again. I've never forgotten it since I drank it last time! "

Finally, there was only white gourd soup, which had not been tried, but Ling Moqin still remembered the taste when he drank it last time. She scooped a bowl for herself and a bowl for Sheng Zhuwen, and then she was ready to start drinking

"Really? I can graduate now? "

Because the food made by Ling Moqin is always delicious, Sheng Zhuwen is very happy to get the affirmation of Ling Moqin, which shows that her cooking is really good! I didn't expect to see the results so soon. It seems that the practice during this period is worth it!

"But... Why does your white gourd soup taste a little different from the previous one?"

Ling Moqin frowned slightly. Although the soup was also good, it was too poor compared with the last time she was sent to the hospital. It felt that it was not made by one person at all.

"Oh... Well, maybe it's because I add a little more seasoning, and the taste is a little different."

With a guilty conscience, Sheng Zhu quickly took another dish to Ling Moqin's bowl and asked her to eat more dishes that were good for pregnancy. At the same time, she also wondered why it would taste different according to the formula given by Sheng Huaizhe? Or is it because Ling Moqin is proficient in cooking, so he is particularly sensitive and sensitive?