"You go out, leave it to me here. ”

Gu Jue entered the door and directly kicked Mo Wenchu out of the door.

Mo Wenchu, who was locked out of the door, shrugged her shoulders, smiled and turned back to the table.

After a few minutes, the smell wafted from the kitchen.

Under the lure of this aroma, Mo Wenchu's stomach made a gurgling sound uncontrollably.

After a few more minutes, Gu Jue walked over from the kitchen with a bowl of noodles.

"Just a bowl?" Mo Wenchu pressed her hand on her stomach, biting her lower lip and staring at the bowl of clear soup noodles with her eyes.

Gu Jue picked up the chopsticks and said without raising his head, "Hmm." ”

"You're too stingy, aren't you? Mo Wenchu's face showed a look of grievance, and he silently picked up the water glass on the side.

Gu Jue tasted a bite of noodles, his brows furrowed, and he looked very happy.

Mo Wenchu was too lazy to watch Gu Jue's performance here, so she got up to leave.

"There's still one in the kitchen, so I'll serve it myself. ”

Gu Jue's voice came, and Mo Wenchu immediately walked into the kitchen with light steps, and there was indeed a bowl of steaming noodles on the countertop.

When he returned to the dining table, Mo Wenchu's eyebrows and eyes were also relaxed, "Childish!"

"Mo Wenchu, cooking skills have regressed. ”

"Have you ever eaten what I cooked before?"

"I've eaten," Gu Jue's hand moved, "It's also noodles, and it's about this time." ”

Mo Wenchu always kept her head down, because only in this way would Gu Jue not find her expression.

The highlight of her cooking skills in her life was at that time, before her father's operation, she had practiced longevity noodles hard, hoping that after her father's operation was successfully sobered up, she could personally cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him to eat.

"Yes? I can't imagine that I can make noodles. ”

After Mo Wenchu adjusted her mood, she raised her head and smiled at Gu Jue and said.

"yes, I can't think of it. ”

The atmosphere at the table was silent again, Mo Wenchu and Gu Jue ate noodles quietly, and after a few minutes, the noodles bottomed out.

Mo Wenchu took the initiative to put away the dishes and chopsticks, but Gu Jue went to stop her, "Give it to me, you are not suitable to enter the kitchen, so as not to blow up the kitchen again." ”

"......" Mo Wenchu was speechless, "As for it?"

Gu Jue didn't reply to her, and entered the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks.

"Go back upstairs and rest. When he came out of the kitchen again, Gu Jue looked at Mo Wenchu, who was replying to the message, his eyes tightened, and said.

Mo Wenchu put the phone back in her pocket, "Okay." ”

and Gu Jue went upstairs one after the other, and when they walked to the door of the master bedroom, Mo Wenchu hesitated.

"What? Don't want to sleep here?"

Gu Jue had already entered the door, looked at Mo Wenchu, who was reluctant to take a step, and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"What do you think?" Mo Wenchu asked rhetorically.

"I think you'd love to sleep here, come in. ”

Under the threat of Gu Jue's eyes, Mo Wenchu reluctantly entered the master bedroom.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you if you don't want to. ”

Looking at Mo Wenchu's dodging appearance, Gu Jue raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Mo Wenchu sneered, "This sounds harsh. ”

"Last night," Gu Jue paused slightly, "Last night was an accident." ”

"Then I hope this is the last accident. ”

Turning around and entering the bathroom, Mo Wenchu stood in front of the sink and held a few handfuls of cold water on her face tonight, which made her mind temporarily sober.

Although Gu Jue's promise was in advance, Mo Wenchu was willing to believe him, how far and as far as he could hide when he slept, and even accidentally turned over and fell to the ground several times.

When it rolled down the hard floor again in the middle of the night, Mo Wenchu sighed depressedly.

When he was bored in his heart, but Gu Jue's unscrupulous ridicule came from the bed.

Mo Wenchu climbed back on the bed, pillowed her hand, felt the light tremor on the side of the bed, and said sadly, "Is it so funny?"

"Of course, Mo Wenchu, am I so untrustworthy in your eyes?"

Hearing this, Mo Wenchu's eyelids closed slightly, "Sleep." ”

"You went abroad two years ago, did you borrow the power of RK?"

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mo Wenchu was silent and lay quietly.

"How long have you known David then? ”

Mo Wenchu smelled a sour feeling in the air, "It's late at night, hurry up and go to sleep." ”

"Mo Wenchu, in fact, you still remember, right? Two years ago, our alliance, your fear of Zhou Mubei, and your dislike for Mo Ziyao were all reflected after you returned to China, but why did you pretend to be amnesia?"

Mo Wen suddenly turned around and faced Gu Jue, "Gu Jue, are you finished?"

"As long as you don't tell me the truth, this thing will never end. ”

In the dark night, Gu Jue's dark eyes stared straight at Mo Wenchu.

A little panicked in her heart, Mo Wenchu wrapped the quilt tightly depressedly, "Whatever you think, I'm going to sleep." ”

The room finally regained its calm again, but under this calm, the frequency of Mo Wenchu's heart beating was unusually high.

At this time, Mo Wenchu turned her back to Gu Jue, and put her hand on her chest to try to return the rate of her heartbeat to normal.

No matter how good her acting skills are, Mo Wenchu is still worried that she may show her flaws when facing Gu Jue's questioning.

If all this that happened just now didn't happen at night, but during the day, Mo Wenchu didn't even dare to imagine the confrontation between himself and Gu Jue.

I didn't sleep all night, until it was dark and bright, and Mo Wenchu finally slept for a while.

When she woke up, Gu Jue had already gone to the company.

It's still early to return to the crew, Mo Wenchu is really bored at home, when she is sitting alone on the sofa, Mo Wenchu has a flash of inspiration, and said to the maid on the side with a smile, "I will prepare two lunches today, and I will go to the company to see Gu Jue." ”

"Yes, ma'am. ”

At noon, Mo Wenchu was sent back to Gu by the family's driver.

Gu's headquarters is as luxurious as memory, Mo Wenchu called Xu An when she was in the hall, and after that, the staff not only let her go, but even let her take the president's special elevator upstairs.

"Madam," before he reached the door of the president's office, Xu An trotted over and whispered in front of Mo Wenchu, "Mr. Gu is still in the conference room for a meeting, it will take about half an hour, and I also have a little urgent matter to deal with here, you go to the president's office first and wait for a while, and I will come to see you as soon as I finish the work of Mr. Gu." ”

"Good. Mo Wenchu tried hard to suppress the rising corners of her mouth, and entered Gu Jue's office under the guidance of Xu An with the lunch box.

Carefully placing the lunch box on the coffee table next to her, Mo Wenchu looked around the room, and there were no cameras inside.

With a little relief, Mo Wenchu came to the desk with the courage to come.