Wang Jing was stunned: "What does it have to do with Sister Qi if others buy watches or not?"

"I don't know. Mo Wenlan shrugged: "I don't understand the brain circuit of President Shida and other farts, probably I want to take the opportunity to go deep into the kindergarten?"

Wang Jing sighed twice and was greatly admired: "Suddenly there is a sense of immediacy that a domineering president is chasing his wife, but unfortunately poverty limits my imagination." ”

Seeing this, Mo Wenlan hurriedly agreed, thought about it, and said: "He has been dealing with code all the year round, and he has been single so far, in fact, he is very unfamiliar with getting along with people, so he cherishes all the opportunities, probably because Teacher Si has always regarded the kindergarten as very important, so he feels that doing things for the kindergarten is equivalent to doing things for her, not to mention that this money is not astronomical for him, and it is not worth mentioning." ”

Wang Jing said disapprovingly: "Brother-in-law thinks too much, they have already obtained a marriage certificate, there is no need for this." ”

She didn't know that the two were just a cooperative relationship, so she naturally didn't understand Shi Jing's deep meaning, Mo Wenlan didn't know how to say more, her mind spun around, and she said: "In two days, they will return to Jincheng after their vacation, Shi Jing has always wanted to invite you to dinner, thank you for taking care of Teacher Si and Xiaojun in the past two years, but he can't speak, I want me to form this bureau, I don't know if Teacher Wang can give face?"

Wang Jing: "......"

He looked at the dazzled peacock quite cautiously, frowned involuntarily and wrinkled together, was silent, and then asked very vigilantly: "Is this what you mean, or what your brother-in-law means?"

Of course, it is what President Shida meant. Mo Wenlan said in a panic: "They got the certificate, they should have been treated, but they are too independent, they don't want to show it around at all, they just want to invite their closest friends to celebrate, of course I want to attend as the man's representative, Mr. Wang is Mr. Si's best friend, should attend?" After a pause, he added: "I'll come forward to form the game, but I don't want them to be too embarrassed." ”

Wang Jing looked at him for a long time, and finally nodded as if gracious, "That's okay, you can tell me when you set the time and place." ”

Mo Wenlan made an OK gesture and said with a smile: "Just these few days, it won't drag on for too long." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two chefs came out with a drag, neatly arranged the dishes with their hands and feet, and looked at Mo Wenlan with warrior-like eyes as they put them back.

Mo Wenlan didn't know why, and when he saw the dishes on the table, he suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, the four dishes and one soup were all red soup and chili oil, and it was estimated that all the chili peppers in the canteen were used.

The initiator also calmly handed him the chopsticks, and said with a casual smile: "The chef in our canteen is from Sichuan, and he is very good at Sichuan cuisine, you can try it." As he spoke, he quietly took the chopsticks and sent it to his mouth, a gesture of drinking water, and the slightest spicy appearance was not shown, either these chili peppers just looked scary, or she was spicy.

Either way, it's actually quite scary.

Mo Wenlan: "......"

He only felt that his stomach, which was usually very talkative and not picky, was faintly beginning to churn, from the entire esophagus to the teeth and tongue, and he dared to take a bite and would rebel.

He dares to try everything, of course, he is not averse to spicy, he has tried any super spicy, perverted spicy, and the hotness of peppercorn* flowers, except for a certain part that will be uncomfortable for a few days, and the rest is nothing remarkable.

However, at this time, he looked at the dishes in front of him, and then looked at Wang Jing's calm expression, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but it was a pity that he himself first said casually and gave the initiative to the person opposite, and pretended to be polite and wanted to put on a good look, deserving of being struck by lightning, not to mention that people specially asked him if he could eat spicy food, and he also said that he was not spicy or happy.

"What, Mr. Mo doesn't eat spicy?" Wang Jing showed a smile just right: "I heard that Mr. Mo's hometown is also from Sichuan, I thought you would like to eat spicy?"

"Spicy, of course I'm spicy. Mo Wenlan grabbed Wang Jing's arm faster than his mouth, and said with a smile: "As a Sichuanese, isn't it a joke if you don't eat spicy?"

Wang Jing frowned, staring at his hand murderously.

Mo Wenlan hurriedly let go of his hand, his eyes bent, first sent two bowls of smiles, and then picked up the chopsticks and also took a piece of ham in the blood and sent it into his mouth, in an instant, the spicy road that he had never experienced rushed into his stomach along the mouth, esophagus, and along the way, and then a roar of fire ignited his whole body, he barely maintained a calm expression, and swallowed the ham without changing his face.

Wang Jing smiled and asked, "The taste is okay, right?"

Mo Wenlan pulled his thighs and replied casually: "Great." ”

Wang Jing didn't know whether she really believed it, or pretended to believe it, anyway, she shrugged her shoulders and began to eat the vegetables by herself, and the spicy dishes were sent into her mouth with an indifferent expression, as if the inhuman spiciness was very plain water for her, but she didn't expect that she could eat spicy food so much, no wonder her temper was like a hot girl.

Mo Wenlan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and couldn't help but be in awe of her.

"Eat, eat, you're welcome. Wang Jing glanced at him, casually politely said a few words, and then hung his head to eat, with an expression that didn't want to speak.

Mo Wenlan coughed lightly twice, swept his eyes over four dishes and one soup, and cautiously picked a piece of green vegetables, but the result was still so spicy that it flew up, indescribable, but seeing Wang Jing eating very happily, he was silent, or gritted his teeth and stretched the chopsticks out of the big bowl of Mao Xuewang, and put the dish into his mouth with righteousness, chewed a few times without knowing the taste and then swallowed it forcibly, and finally had a chance to eat at the same table, he didn't want to miss it.

He lived to be thirty-five years old, and he had never eaten such a year-old lunch.

When Wang Jing took the lead in putting down the chopsticks, he suddenly had a sense of joy at the end of the heavy sentence, and hurriedly put the chopsticks down, his paws couldn't help but reach out to the teacup, and he poured three cups of water in a row before he could barely breathe a sigh of relief.

"I can't see it, you're quite spicy. Wang Jing saw that although his lips were shiny, his face could not change, and he was also a little admired, after all, except for her, no one in the whole kindergarten dared to feed it in his mouth, not to mention that she also told him to add spicy.

Mo Wenlan forcibly concave a personable posture and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Teacher Wang to like spicy food." ”

"I'm a person who doesn't have spicy or happy, and I have to put chili peppers in the morning when I drink white porridge. Wang Jing glanced at him meaningfully, probably to tell him what it means to be truly spicy and unhappy.

Mo Wenlan touched his nose and only smiled bitterly.

Finally let the swaggering peacocks eat back, Wang Jing was inexplicably in a good mood, barely suppressed his laughter, and got up to see off the guests: "The director should be busy over there, why don't we go over now?"

Mo Wenlan held the cup and didn't let go, pointed to the teapot and said, "Can you drink some more water?"

Wang Jing looked at the teapot, it was empty, in line with the purpose of inviting guests to the end and sending the Buddha to the west, she nodded very well, and went straight to pour water with the teapot.

When she walked away, Mo Wenlan let out a long breath, stretched out his spicy tongue that was red and swollen to breathe, and his stomach, which he forcibly ignored, also began to stir, probably wanting to take off his brain to breathe, he thought very sadly, it is estimated that he has not figured out the reason why Wang Jing dislikes him, and he will probably be spicy to death first, this time he thinks he can eat spicy, and then he will have the opportunity to eat at the same table with her in the future, wouldn't he be spicy and unhappy?

Then again, why does Wang Jing hate him so much?

Where did he offend her?

When he was looking at the empty teacup in his hand, Wang Jing came back with the teapot and leaned over to fill his teacup, with an eager expression of you drink it quickly and get out of the way.

With this expression, Mo Wenlan unexpectedly put the stinging pain in his throat behind, he took a sip of tea slowly, and said without dignity: "Hot." Then he put the cup to his mouth and kept blowing and blowing and blowing.

Wang Jing: "......"

"Where is Mr. Wang from Sichuan?" Mo Wenlan asked casually while pretending to be careless.

Wang Jing probably ate too much food, which affected her IQ, and swallowed the principal's explanation into her stomach with Mao Xuewang, and she impatiently replied: "What does it have to do with you, don't ask." ”

Mo Wenlan didn't care about her bad attitude at all, and sighed a little hurtfully: "I thought we were already friends." ”

"Come less. Wang Jing immediately refused: "I'm sorry, I can't climb high." ”

The smile on Mo Wenlan's lips gradually froze, and his bright eyes dimmed instantly, and after a while, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking a little bit miserable like a little cabbage: "Teacher Wang said this, it's a little too hurtful." "Now he is very experienced in pretending to be weak, if he hadn't suddenly fallen for the beauty trick just now, maybe he could have taken a step closer, but it's a pity that his deep path was broken by the beauty trick.

Wang Jing, who consciously knew his temperament, didn't eat him at all, and said: "This hurts people, Mr. Mo is too fragile, compared with your previous glorious deeds, it is a small thing." ”

"Before?" Mo Wenlan immediately grabbed the keyword: "I really guessed correctly, you knew me before." ”

Wang Jing, who said that she had leaked her mouth, gritted her teeth, and couldn't wait to swallow back the words she had just said, and after a pause, she wanted to cover the barrier and said, "You think too much." ”

Mr. Mo shook his head: "I don't believe it, there is no love for no reason in this world, and naturally there will be no hatred for no reason, Mr. Wang hates me, there must be a reason, I don't believe that I am a naturally annoying existence." "Since he was a child, no one has ever hated him except envy and jealousy.