"By the way, Ping'an, Director Twilight, it's your boyfriend. Mo Wen's mother cut the vegetables and asked gossipingly.

Ping An paused in confusion, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, his face began to show a slight hint of redness, and he didn't dare to look at Mo Wen's mother's direction, so he focused on washing the dishes in his hands, and replied: "Auntie, you think too much, I and Twilight Shen are just friends, not lovers." ”

"Isn't it?" Mo asked's mother looked a little surprised, "I think you two are quite compatible, and you have a tacit understanding when you stand together." ”

Just like when they entered the door just now, one was responsible for communicating with her, and the other was responsible for handing her gifts, and neither of them felt anything, as if they were used to it, this tacit understanding is not something ordinary friends can do.

"Because we often cooperate at work and are very good friends in private, it is normal for us to have some tacit understanding, just like Mo Wen and I have been staying for a long time, there will also be tacit understanding. After racking his brains, Ping An came up with such a reason.

Mo asked's mother smiled casually, did this child forget what it means to be more anxious and anxious to explain.

When you are older and more experienced, you can naturally easily see through many things, just like Ping An's performance as a child is a typical authority who is confused, or subconsciously does not think about this kind of problem.

She could see it clearly, the eyes of the child looking at Ping'an in the twilight were completely different from the eyes of their family Mo Wen looking at Ping'an, as if their young child had a sentence to say, and there were stars in his eyes.

That's right, that's it, when the child looked at the girl in the depths of the twilight, his eyes were shining, as if there were stars.

Seeing that the girl was so eager to explain, she estimated that the child in the twilight was still waiting.

Mo asked his mother to smile, Ping'an's face turned even redder, how do you feel, her face is so hot, what is she shy.

Ping An was a little annoyed, and unconsciously increased the intensity of washing vegetables, looking like he was venting his anger in the green vegetables, and his demeanor was cute, and Mo Wen's mother looked at it in her eyes, smiling and silent.

……

It didn't take long for the dishes with all the colors and flavors to be placed on the table one by one, and the food on the table exuded an attractive aroma, and the few people sitting in the living room discussing "national affairs" instantly lost their minds.

One by one, the gluttonous insects were hooked, and they consciously walked to the dining room along with the fragrance, and they didn't need to ask their mothers to call people, and the dishes were not completely on the table, and several people were already sitting upright and ready to eat.

"You're quite self-conscious. "Don't ask your mother to take the dishes and put them on the table, deliberately not taking chopsticks out, just let these gluttonous insects go first.

Mo asked and smiled, "Isn't this the food you and Sister Ping'an sat down on too fragrant, Mom, we can't help it." ”

At this time, Ping'an also walked out with the dishes, smiling gently, "I just helped my aunt wash the vegetables, and I really can't cook." If it weren't for the question that overwhelmed her just now, she wouldn't have dared to go to the kitchen to make trouble.

Fortunately, it didn't hinder Auntie, otherwise she would have been a real sin.

"How can there be, without Ping'an's help, how could Auntie be able to cook such a large table of dishes so quickly. ”

"I didn't do anything, it's all my aunt's credit. ”

"Okay, okay, you two have worked hard, and it seems that the three of us who haven't done anything are thick-skinned. Mo Wen's father was really hungry, but the chopsticks were still in Mo Wen's mother's hand, so he had to interrupt the polite two.

Isn't it good for a family to put chopsticks on the table if they don't talk to each other?

Mo Wen's mother probably knows Mo Wen's father best, knowing that he is a glutton, she looked at each other helplessly and smiled, put down her chopsticks, and then went into the kitchen with Ping'an to untie her apron.

But a few men are not really hungry and can't help it, so they start eating regardless of it. Mo Wen set the chopsticks in place, and waited for his mother and Sister Ping'an to clean up and start a meal with them.

Once everyone is seated, the meal begins.

At the dinner table, in order not to be abrupt, Ping An is trying to tell himself to eat more, so as not to waste the magic talisman Mo Dui's hard work, while Twilight Shen and Mo Wen look at Ping An from time to time with worried faces.

Ping An eats a little faster, although she eats slower than the normal speed, but if it is compared with her usual eating speed, you can see how hard Ping An is trying to control herself today, trying to eat as fast as possible.

They knew that Ping An didn't want to live up to the wishes of the two elders, but at the same time, they were very worried about Ping An's body, whether there would be any problems if they ate like this, and whether it would be too reluctant.

The worried looks of the two people were too obvious, and Mo's father and mother noticed the problem at once.

Is it the food that is not to the taste?

Looking at Ping An again, I didn't see Ping An showing any obvious discomfort, and it was normal to eat.

But looking at the appearance of the two children, it is not like they are so worried for no reason, how many children have something to hide from them, maybe they are not worried about them, or maybe they can't say.

Since they don't want to say it, then they don't ask. But you can't just let this weird atmosphere go on.

Mo Wen's father coughed lightly, pretending that he was choked, and successfully pulled the attention of several people.

"I think Ping An Girl is so good-looking, there must be a lot of people who like it, how about it, do you have a boyfriend? ”

"Ahem, ahem. "This time I really choked with Mo Wen's mother, Mo Wen's mother gave Mo Wen's father a big white eye, it's really a pot that can't be opened, the worse the old man gets older, the more confused he becomes.

Mo asked's father: "???" What's wrong with him, did he say the wrong thing again?

Peace is choked, that's a big deal!

Twilight Shen and Mo Wen lost their chopsticks and ran behind Ping An and patted her on the back gently, trying to smooth her out.

"Well, it's not better. Twilight gently patted the quilt with a worried expression.

Didn't you just ask your boyfriend, his reaction was not so big, did you think of Quan Shiyi, coughing like this.

Holding back her blushing face, she waved her hand peacefully, she just heard Mo ask her father about her boyfriend, and somehow, she subconsciously remembered the conversation with Mo Wen's mother in the kitchen just now, and then she was choked with excitement, really, it's a shame.

After drinking most of the glass of water intermittently, Ping An showed a slight sign of easing, looking at the worried eyes handed by everyone at the table, Ping An smiled lightly, "It's nothing, it's just choking, you don't have to worry about me." ”