385.Chapter 385 Wash Your Hands and Make Soup, But Who Is It For?3

readx; "No, I'll get it for you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ye Zhixia handed her a porridge bowl in his hand, and continued, "You taste the porridge made by the uncle, it tastes good, you want to eat two bowls after eating one bowl, and you want to eat three bowls after eating two bowls!" ”

"Do you think that everyone is like you, pigs?" Yin Mochen took the dishes and chopsticks out, and scraped her nose with the hand holding the chopsticks by the way, "People are small and have a big appetite, according to your way of eating, who can afford it?" ”

When he spoke, there was a bit of pampering in his eyes, like the connivance and pampering of the elders to the younger ones, and more like the charming affection between lovers.

Shen Manqing was shocked, and when she wanted to carefully explore the look in the man's eyes, she found that his eye waves had returned to calm, as deep as a secluded pool that had not changed for thousands of years. The look that was so gentle that she could pinch out the water just now seemed to be a flash in the pan, and it seemed that she had looked away.

Seeing that she was still standing in place and stunned, Ye Zhixia put the bowl in her hand on the dining table and shouted to her, "Auntie, come and drink porridge!" ”

"Hmm." She walked over and slowly took the bowl and drank the porridge. The taste is really as the little girl said, it's wonderful.

She never knew that his craftsmanship was so good. Maybe she always thought that what she knew about him was only superficial, and from today's point of view, it seems that she really doesn't know him.

After drinking, she was far away, and she didn't know what to eat. She hadn't finished her bowl of porridge yet, and Ye Zhixia had already served it twice.

In the end, Ye Zhixia patted her round belly with satisfaction, and stood up from the chair: "Auntie, uncle, you eat slowly, I'm going to school." ”

"Wait, I'm just going to the company, drop you off." Yin Mochen put down the dishes and chopsticks and said to Shen Manqing politely, "Miss Shen use it slowly, I will send someone to bring lunch and clothes." ”

After speaking, he took the car key from the coffee table in the living room and left with Ye Zhixia.

Shen Qingman watched them walk away, and did not retract his gaze until the sports car disappeared into the driveway. She looked around at the large and empty villa, and felt that although it was spacious, it did not feel a little warm to her.

Maybe she shouldn't have come here, although Yin Mochen promised to take care of her for the rest of her life, she knew that he was just to repay her eldest brother for his kindness.

She used to feel that no matter what, as long as she could see him. And now she realized that if she saw it but couldn't get it, that taste was more painful than lovesickness.

In fact, in his heart, he has done enough for the Shen family. For so many years, he has been secretly sending people to find her eldest brother's wife and daughter, and he is also very concerned about himself. When she proposed to be an undercover agent, he disapproved very much, saying that she was under Xue Ronghai's nose and her life could be in danger if she did anything.

But for him, she is willing to do anything. She knew that if he didn't have Neiying, he would spend more time, money, and manpower if he wanted to bring down the New Righteous Gang. Therefore, she did not hesitate to send him information.

In fact, he has said many times that now that technology is so advanced, there is no need to meet at all to pass on information. However, the reason why she asked to tell him information in person every time was actually nothing more than thinking about him. I miss him so much that even if I risk my life, I am willing to do it.

Now she prefers to believe that his care for Ye Zhixia is just out of gratitude.

It's to repay the favor, just to repay the favor.

She said this to herself over and over again, but she didn't know whether to convince herself or deceive herself.