Shen Yuchu looked at him, his lips curled up: "Then you..."
"Me?" Xiao Mo stared at himself, then immediately replied to Chen Yuchu: "Order me, it's a snack. You can't afford it!"
After he said this, he looked like a chaste and loyal husband and hugged himself.
Shen Yuchu: "...You are sick, why should I order you? What I mean is, I want to eat delicacies from mountains and seas, can you make it?"
Xiao Mo: "This is no small thing. I can make it for you in minutes. When you are not at home, I always..." Suddenly, he shut his mouth.
Shen Yuchu tilted his head to look at him, "What are you?"
Xiao Mo rolled his eyes. He couldn't say that Shen Yuchu usually ate such plain meals.
He usually took advantage of Shen Yuchu going to work to secretly improve the meals at home, such as abalone, steamed fish, and king crab.
“It’s… it’s nothing.”
Shen Yuchu: "Tell the truth."
Seeing that she was about to ask questions, Xiao Mo immediately said, "I secretly fried two eggs to satisfy my craving, and also secretly ate a chicken leg."
Shen Yuchu glanced at him and said, "Look at how little you can do! Go cook!"
"Okay, Master Chuchu! What do you want to eat?"
"You are free to play!"
"good!"
Mo Zhaohan saw out of the corner of his eye that Chen Yuchu had returned to the bedroom. He quickly took out a piece of paper and wrote down a few dishes - steamed sea bass, braised prawns, a spiced chicken, braised duck, mutton soup, and three vegetarian dishes.
He turned on the faucet and let the water flow. Then he faced the third grid on the wall.
Knock, knock, knock three times.
The little compartment opened and the guy slipped his note into it.
You have to know that Mo Zhaohan is the prince of the Beijing circle, and the dishes he knows how to cook are limited. Besides, he spends the whole day pretending to be in the kitchen.
As for the food, my cooking skills haven't improved at all.
They have a cook!
His cook is a professional.
After a long while, the dishes were served on the table. Mo Zhaohan, wearing his beloved apron, shouted loudly, "Chu Chu, come and eat~"
After Shen Yuchu made the call, she came to the kitchen and saw the food. Her appetite instantly opened up. "Xiao Mo, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you are a great cook! It's delicious and tasty!"
Mo Zhaohan smiled shyly: "Master Chuchu, you are joking. Come, eat quickly!"
After dinner, Shen Yuchu stretched out her short legs and rested them on the chair next to her. She looked at the man in front of her, "Xiao Mo, you look pretty good, huh? No woman is chasing you?"
"Puff~" Mo Zhaohan spat out a mouthful of orange juice.
Did she ask this?
-Is it scientific?
If there were no women chasing him, would he dress like that and run around?
Chen Yuchu curled his lips and looked at his posture, "Look at you, you wasted a whole table of food. I just asked casually, not to hurt your self-esteem. Look at how little you can do!"
Mo Zhaohan wiped his mouth, and he tilted his head to look at Shen Yuchu, "Chuchu, if you want to be Mrs. Mo, it's not impossible. But to be Mrs. Mo, you must first be able to fight against the mistress and not provoke hooligans. Then, you must be able to handle both the living room and the kitchen. In addition..."
[Bang]!
Shen Yuchu threw down his slippers and then raised his legs to put on his shoes.
After she stood up, she said to Mo Zhaohan, "Can you beat the mistress? Where is your mistress? You act like you're sick every day. I suspect you're a fake!"
Xiao Mo stared at Shen Yuchu with pure eyes.
Shen Yuchu: "The living room is still upstairs, and the kitchen is downstairs. Are you full?"
“Yeah!”
"You're full, go wash the pot! !"
Mo Zhaohan...
After Shen Yuchu finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the bedroom.
In front of the huge dining table, the only person left was Mo Zhaohan, who was wearing a cute teddy bear apron.
...He is Mr. Mo, a wealthy man from Yanjing, and he...he is like this?
Mo Zhaohan stood up and while clearing the dishes, he looked at Shen Yuchu's bedroom.
What?
He has already revealed his identity, and it would be fine if she doesn't come to please him or lick his ass, but why does she use this tone?
According to common sense, she should have given him a back massage!
He went to dance halls, karaoke bars, and various clubs, and the women there were all like this, but there was no woman like Chen Yuchu. How could she treat him like this?
…
After Shen Yuchu returned to the bedroom and was about to draw the curtains, he saw someone outside.
Lin Xuan was actually holding that chicken soup in his arms, standing guard?
Hey!
Is Lin Xuan mentally healthy? Since he can't get into the villa, why doesn't he just stand there with some chicken soup in his arms and stand guard?
Shen Yuchu directly pulled the curtains. She didn't want to see anyone from the Lin family.
If what Lin Xuan was holding was not chicken soup but a divorce application report, she might be able to go down and see him.
Since he doesn't want to leave, let him hold me!
After Xiao Mo finished cleaning up, he was not the kind of person who could wash the pots. After he cleaned up in the kitchen, he stuffed everything out of the [secret compartment].
At this moment, he received a message saying that someone was standing guard outside the villa area!
Mo Zhaohan walked from the kitchen, around the living room, and went to the balcony. He saw Lin Xuan on the semi-arc-shaped hanging platform.
He indeed couldn't enter the villa area, but he was actually standing in the woods behind the barbed wire, holding something in his arms.
Uh…from his angle, it looked like the chicken soup he had fed Shen Yuchu.
cut!
Xiao Mo pouted, making Shen Yuchu look like he hadn't had any chicken soup!
Why do you pretend to be so affectionate when you come here to annoy him?
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