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He was overjoyed but remained silent in his words, "I haven't eaten dinner yet, I will go back to the apartment directly after work, I thought it was okay if it was just a small pain, so I endured it for a while, and found that it still didn't work." ”

"You," she sighed, "why move out if you can't take care of yourself?"

It was for such a blame that I moved out.

He thought in his heart, but he said, "I'm going to trouble Secretary Luo for a trip, I'll wait for you." ”

Putting down the phone, he was waiting with some excitement, but he was a little inexplicably distressed.

While he casually pulled a piece of clothing in the closet and changed it, he thought about how to compensate her for the grievances she suffered from Ye Jiamei.

He can't cook, the only thing he can do is to be accompanied.

He counted the seconds and waited.

It had only been half an hour when Luo Shen rang the doorbell, but Mo Sichen felt that he had waited too long.

He almost jumped up and ran to open the door, and Luo Shen stood outside the door with an eager face, looking at him carefully.

"Does it still hurt?" she asked, "take the medicine first, and I'll make you dinner." ”

As soon as he reached out and took the two large bags in her hand, he pulled her in the door, "It doesn't hurt, you don't hurt when you look at it." ”

Luo Shen didn't bother to pay attention to his jokes, and quickly poured water and took medicine for him.

Mo Sichen's little pain had long passed, and he couldn't break through himself, so he had to take the medicine and take it, and then look at her worried eyes, pity her heart, and stretch out his arms to hold her in his arms.

With his cheek leaning against his chest, Luo Shen realized that it was the light coffee-colored pullover sweater that he was wearing that he had been paying attention to his body just now and ignoring him, which still fit after so many years, and the soft fluff comforted her, and her heart was also soft.

"Aren't you hungry? I'll cook for you. She said.

Mo Sichen let go of his hand, took off his heavy coat for her, and then touched her face, and found that it was a little cold, so he held it with his palm.

Luo Shen raised his eyes to look at him and said with a smile: "Does the general manager want me to be moved?

Her smile made him refreshed, and his hands moved up to ruffle her hair: "You're always good at spoiling the scenery. ”

Luo Shen himself knew this, so he accepted it with a smile, "I admit it." But can you watch me cook? I'll teach you how to make fried rice...... Oh no, you have a stomach ache that you can't digest, so what to do?"

She tilted her head to think, and he just looked at her like that.

"Just make fried rice. Then he said, "It's my favorite food." ”

She nodded, "Okay, even if you go against your body's instructions, then let's be willful for once." ”

He led her into the kitchen, opened the two plastic bags she had brought, and read: "Big green peppers, big red peppers, tomatoes, bacon, bitter gourd...... So much. ”

While he was counting the ingredients, she had already washed the rice, plugged it into the rice cooker and began to simmer the rice.

"Today, I designed an exclusive fried rice for the general manager, and it was called ......" Luo Shen thought while taking out the ingredients from the bag, "It's good to call it morning-style fried rice." You remember, these are materials that can be bought in the supermarket, watch me do it, you take a picture with your phone, and then I will write you a guide. Oh yes, the rice has to be boiled dry. ”

Mo Sichen really stood aside, recognized her washing and chopping vegetables, and kept asking questions:

"Do you have to cut the big pepper into small cubes? It's so troublesome, can't you cut it into strips?"

"The bacon should also be diced...... Finely chopped green onions, this I know ......"

"Why do tomatoes and bitter gourd be thinly sliced......?

She looked up at him from time to time until she had cut all the dishes before she spoke: "Didn't the teacher teach you? One thing to emphasize is that you don't just cut your hands when you do it. ”

His expression looked difficult, "What are tomatoes and bitter melons for? Scrambled eggs?"

"Bitter gourd soup. She looked at his expression as he was about to turn into a bitter gourd and smiled, "Drop the heat after eating fried rice." ”

He looked up and said helplessly, "Don't you know? My heat must not be due to eating fried rice, but for other reasons." ”

She began to light the fire and cook the soup, trying to make her voice sound indifferent, "Well, you are hot and dry divided into two kinds, inside and outside, or one is born in the form and the other is born in the heart. ”

He studied her words as he looked at her busy hands for a long time before asking, "And then there is no more detailed explanation?"

Luo Shen sighed lightly, "Alas, the general manager's understanding is still not enough." Born in the form refers to your body, naturally because you ate hot fried rice, born in the heart, naturally because you have thoughts, that is a psychological disease, I am afraid that it will not be cured with bitter gourd soup. ”

These words are obviously flirtatious, but they seem to be righteous and stern, and Mo Sichen's heart goes up and down, and he doesn't dare to ask in detail, for fear that if he asks, it will be an uncontrollable situation, which is not his purpose tonight.

So, I had to look at her silently, when the bitter gourd and tomato egg soup came out, the rice cooker's quick cooking function had already simmered fragrant white rice.

"Wow, I think it's delicious without frying. He watched with delight as she brought out the rice and broke it up on the plate.

"Persistence is the best result. She said solemnly: "But you reminded me, in fact, it is okay to stir-fry those cut vegetables and eat directly, but today I must teach you to learn morning-style fried rice." ”

Reluctantly, resignedly, he continued to take pictures, and then suddenly asked, "Why do you use cold water to grab rice?"

She raised her eyebrows: "This is a secret decision, if the rice ball is relatively tight and difficult to break up, dip cold water on your hands, so that you can separate each grain of rice, the note is that the water should not be too much, otherwise it will become porridge." ”

"Tut-tut," he exclaimed, "it's complicated." That's a lot of trouble. ”

She put the rice aside for the time being, and set up an oil pan to fry the pile of chopped dices, "You can practice this well, and it will be very rewarding to make it for your children to eat in the future." Oh, by the way, when these diced vegetables are fried, they should also be put in the pot in order, put the chili pepper first, and then put the bacon when they are almost cooked. ”

He suddenly felt as if he had been hit by something, and he didn't hear what she said at all, and his thoughts only stopped at the sentence "I will make it for your children in the future", and he couldn't turn it out, and his heart was shocked by a thin and sharp dull pain, but it was fleeting.

He who liked to ask questions suddenly fell silent, and she glanced back in surprise, "General manager, you don't pay attention to the class." ”

He exhaled and leaned on the platform, "I was wrong, I should have used the video function just now, so that I could write down Secretary Luo's explanation, and you don't have to do any more strategies." ”

The dish with the rice has been fried, she continued: "The last step, look at the oil in the dish, if it is not too much, you don't need to control it, just put the rice in the pot, if there is too much oil, you have to put the dish out and filter out the excess oil." One of the essentials of fried rice is that it is not greasy. ”

He just stared at her fixedly, vivid and realistic, chattering and talking, and he endured the thought of stirring again and again, the thought of snatching her into his arms and kissing her fiercely.

"Alright," she said briskly, holding up a plate of fried rice to him, "General Manager, come back to your soul, your fried rice is ready." ”

He reached out to catch the plate and asked, "Let's take a picture with the fried rice." ”

She thought for a moment, her eyes flashed, then she drooped, and said slowly and clearly: "We don't need to leave a memorial, so we can't take a group photo." ”

This is what he had told her, and she now gave it back to him. Another dull pain passed by, and he stared at her blankly.

She didn't look at him, and quickly brought the food to the table before beckoning, "General manager, it's okay to eat, you late dinner." ”

He walked over, she had already sat down, served bitter gourd soup for him, and then looked at him with a smile, "General manager, you have to drink a bowl of bitter gourd soup to reduce the fire first." ”

There was a fire in his heart, a fire that was getting more and more gloomy, he took the soup bowl and drank it all in one gulp, gasped, stared at her with his eyes, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't say anything, and lowered his head to eat in a sullen voice.

Luo Shen knew that fried rice was really his favorite food when he looked at it, but she didn't have any appetite at all, and she barely ate the plate in front of her.

"Yes, morning fried rice, I remember the taste. Mo Sichen looked at the bare plate and touched his unfinished stomach, "But if you can't eat enough at home, what's the fun in life?"

She understood, quickly finished the few bites in front of her, and concluded, "The reason why human beings have made progress is because of the accumulation of the power of the hungry period, and the hunger for all kinds of desires has promoted the development of human civilization. ”

Mo Sichen squinted his eyes slightly, clasped his hands, and held his chin behind his hand to think, "I seem to have heard some hints? Or am I thinking narrowly? Secretary Luo really cares about the progress of human civilization and doesn't let me eat?"

The secretary looked at the light coffee-colored sweater on his body, his heart hurt softly, but he smiled seriously and nodded, "The general manager draws inferences from one another, and his understanding is very high, I was wrong just now." ”

The boss, who had been thinking about nothing, was a little impatient, but she had already gotten up and cleaned up the dishes.

Mo Sichen paced around in the living room, uncertain, depressed, and depressed, but kept thinking about her sentence "I will make it for your children in the future", and the sentence she gave him "We don't need to leave a memorial", thinking about the implicit meaning of her words, there is a pain of being abandoned, and there is a sense of urgency to grab something.

He stared at the woman in the kitchen who was slowly rinsing the utensils, her back was slender and lovely, and the tips of her hair were gently brushing her neck.

In his family, he is not short of women, his mother, sister and sister-in-law all hold him in the palm of their hands and love him, but now he finds that these are not as good as the look given by the woman in front of him.

When she finally came to him, he grabbed her shoulders and said solemnly, "What are you talking about tonight?" ”

She looked at him for a moment, then lowered her eye to look at his collar, and suddenly raised her hand to caress the soft wool, "I want to say, I'm a liar and tell you a lot of lies. ”