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When she was finally able to take pictures, Ji Nuan still wore her kind of costume like a singer and got together with Mo Jingshen, and finally the photography teacher with very old qualifications smacked his lips next to him, very satisfied, full of words like a talented woman, and his calm tone added the color of the era to this photo studio that has been open in Los Angeles for more than 100 years.

Ms. Wan Zhu kept smiling beside her until the filming was over, and then hurriedly came over and took Ji Nuan's hand and asked her if she was tired, as if she was afraid of tiring her daughter-in-law.

Then I don't know if Ms. Wanzhu has been too excited in the past two days, so excited that she can't hold back her mouth, or maybe it's because she got Mo Jingshen's tacit consent and told the old man about the two of them retaking wedding photos.

So Old Man Mo took advantage of this excitement and flew from Haicheng on the other side of the ocean to Los Angeles the next day.

According to Mr. Mo, he has not been on a plane for at least ten years, and he has not been to the United States for seventeen or eighteen years.

The news is being broadcast on the TV in the living room of the rest room of the president's office of Shine Group, and the background behind the host is the coming and going of people, and the Thanksgiving Day in the West is very lively, and the small smiles on the faces of those pedestrians represent a certain festive atmosphere, which permeates the night air little by little.

The familiar sound of pots and pans clashing gently in the spare kitchen of the rest room wafted out.

Ji Nuan sniffed.

Well, today it's sweet and sour pork ribs.

She looked up and stole a look.

There was a warm light in the crack in the door, gently filtering through the dry air and reflecting into her eyes.

The tall figure, who had left a high-level meeting in the building only two hours earlier, was holding a spatula and carefully preparing the dishes.

The kitchen ceiling lamp and the smell of food slowly mingled with her senses, wrapping him up and gently sending him to her heart.

The faint fragrance of grass and trees on his body was stained with the smoke and fire of the dust, and she saw that the back of his neck exposed under his black broken hair bent in a beautiful arc in the light.

This ink boss and ink chef who does whatever she likes to eat on weekdays, because she has recently begun to covet the taste of Chinese food again, and has begun to take the trouble to cook Chinese food for her, although every time he says that the smoke of Chinese food is always a room full of smoke, but her dinner is always indispensable to a few dishes she loves to eat.

Even the sweet and sour pork ribs this time, she guessed that it should be when she went back to Mo's house in Los Angeles two days ago, Ms. Wan Zhu made a plate of pork ribs, but Ji Nuan was too embarrassed to eat in front of Mo Shaoze, and only ate two pieces of food in front of her.

It is precisely because she obviously wants to eat but is not embarrassed to eat, obviously she didn't mention it, but Mo Jingshen clearly saw it in her eyes.

His mind was still wandering in the sky, and he had already come out of the kitchen, carrying a plate, which was more tempting to her than steaming sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Look at what?" he slapped her head as she got up and leaned closer, "Wash your hands." ”

There was a faint fragrance on his hands, with a familiar temperature, as if just in such an ordinary office rest room, he could block out all the distractions in the world, and the festive atmosphere of Westerners who permeated outside also turned into warm and ordinary days around him, calm but long.

……

After eating.

"Come back to Mo's house with me in the evening, someone from the house has come. Mo Jingshen suddenly said when Ji Nuan put the last piece of ribs in his mouth.

Ji Nuan coughed suddenly, almost spit out the ribs before she could gnaw them clean, she looked at him in surprise: Isn't Grandpa Mo here?

"Grandpa hasn't been to the United States again for nearly 20 years, and it's rare to come once, and when the world friends and old friends hear the news, they will naturally come over to see it. He put a glass of hot milk in front of her, which was just the right temperature at this moment, and scolded her with his eyes for not being productive.

"But their old friends are reunited, and they need us to go over?" Ji Nuan said as she carefully pushed the glass containing warm milk to the side, wanting to push it further away while he was not paying attention.

She'd just eaten so much that she couldn't squeeze out a little milk in her stomach at this moment.

"Who said you would have to eat two bowls of rice, two bowls of vegetables and two glasses of milk for each meal in the future?

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