"Actually, what I don't want is that Uncle Wang suddenly asked Mu Hanyi to worship me as a teacher, and he also played the emotional card, that is, my grandfather was saved by Mu Hanyi's grandfather, I have to repay this favor, who knows that guy is a big mouth, he must have lobbied Long Xingyu to worship me as a teacher."

Ye Lige pushed Mo Bingyan to the dining room.

As soon as he sat down, Long Xingyu came out with breakfast, in addition to steamed buns, Peking duck, as well as soybean milk, duck soup, etc., nearly ten dishes.

"Dad......"

"Stop, let's call Master."

Ye Lige really can't stand his heat, if this is heard by his own father, will he vomit old blood to death.

"Hehe, Master, you can taste it, if you like it, I will fly to buy it for you every day."

Long Xingyu is attentive.

Transparent spring cakes are rolled with roast duck meat and side dishes, and they are served on a small plate in front of Ye Lige.

"Alright, alright, I'll do it myself."

Ye Lige found that in addition to being funny, Long Xingyu's cranial nerves were also very large, and he couldn't detect someone's eyes that he was going to kill someone, and he was going to cut him with a thousand knives, and he was still here to be courteous.

"Mr. Mo, I will be the master's apprentice in the future, and I will look at my master's face if I don't look at the monk's face, if I have anything to offend, please bear with me."

A second ago, I thought he was nervous.

As soon as these words were spoken, Yeli Song completely changed, and this girl was a scheming man at all.

"Master, I think you're always alone, so you should lack someone to carry your bag, right? Look at me? The muscles are still there, and the wallet is full, so not only can you carry the bag, but you can also pay for it. ”

Long Xingyu tried his best to recommend himself, and he was eager to sell himself.

This person has to be diligent, so that the master will be embarrassed, and he will teach him.

"You're not going to practice your hand speed?"

Ye Lige thought for a while: "In this way, you go back to fight the human machine and practice the monkey, and you have seen my operation, right?" ”

"Yes."

Long Xingyu nodded, and the master played monkey super six.

"If you don't push the tower, just play sneak attack, when you can steal it, you're coming to me."

That's just man-machine.

If he can't steal the man-machine, then don't really play anything.

"Okay, then, I'll go first?"

"Hmm."

Ye Lige waved his hand: "Let's go." ”

"Then Master, I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning, send ...... How about sending authentic seafood cheong fun to Guangcheng? ”

"Whatever you want."

Ye Lige has been defeated by his enthusiasm, and it seems that this apprentice has not lost anything.

The person is gone.

The dining room fell silent.

Mo Bingyan suddenly took away the spring roll in front of Ye Lige, and then grabbed another one.

It was rolled by his own hands.

Ye Lige looked at the spring rolls, looked at someone, and ate silently, obviously happy but didn't dare to be happy.

"Madam, here comes your assistant."

The housekeeper brought Zhou Yuxin into the door, she was not wearing professional clothes, she was wearing a little white dress and long hair shawl, she looked like the little girl next door was well-behaved and simple.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet."

Zhou Yuxin responded to the words of the night song, and timidly peeked at Mo Bingyan, and the man didn't look at her, just silently rolled the spring cakes, and then sandwiched them into the plate of the night song.

"Come, sit down and eat together."

Ye Lige got up enthusiastically to greet her, Zhou Yuxin subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was stopped by Ye Lige and sat her on the chair next to Mo Bingyan in a daze.

Two women.

One left and one right.

Someone's eyes were complicated, which seemed to be a little different from what he thought.

"Yu Xin, do you know how to cook?"

"Yes."

Zhou Yuxin peeked at Mo Bingyan, touched the man's extremely cold gaze, and the hand holding the chopsticks was trembling.

"That's great, you come to cook at noon, I'll come back at noon to eat and try your craft."

Ye Lige changed his words and asked Mo Bingyan: "You will come back too?" ”

“……”

The silence of the ink ice represents the acquiescence.

What is this dead woman calculating, isn't she liking Zhou Yuxin, but still trying to stuff Zhou Yuxin into him?

For divorce!

To get rid of him!

This damn woman really does everything.

Mo Bingyan's chopsticks were put down suddenly, and he manipulated the wheelchair to retreat slightly, and walked directly.

"Eh, aren't you eating?"

Ye Lige was suddenly dumbfounded, and someone didn't look back, not even should.

The housekeeper sighed silently, Mrs. is too cruel, so torturing Mr. over and over again, from suicide and self-harm to now directly mentally destroying Mr.

"Madam, Mr. Mo doesn't seem to like me."

Zhou Yuxin trembled, God knows how much courage it takes to sit next to Mo Bingyan.

"He's like that, you behave well, I'm optimistic about you."

Ye Lige picked up a small plate and put buns and spring rolls in it, but he didn't eat anything, that's not good.

"You eat more, I'm going to work in the hospital, if you have any questions in a while, just ask the housekeeper, first familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment, and take your time."

Ye Lige got up and left with a small plate.

Someone was sitting in the living room, so cold that he seemed to freeze everything around him.

"Ma'am."

The housekeeper didn't dare to step forward, and when he saw the song of the night leaving, it was like grasping a straw to save his life.

"Well, let's have a pot of tea."

"Okay."

The housekeeper went to instruct the servant to prepare tea, and sat down next to someone early in the night.

“……”

Mo Bingyan glanced at the steamed bun spring rolls, and then looked at the night song, then lowered his head and continued to look at the tablet, looking awkward like a sulking little boy.

"You didn't eat anything just now."

Ye Lige picked up the spring roll and handed it to his mouth: "I rolled it myself, can you see if it's delicious." ”

Someone is full.

Really, I can't eat a single bit.

But when they are all handed to their mouths, they always have to give her a face, take a bite, just a bite.

Well.

The spring rolls she rolled by herself are different, the rich sauce and the aroma of roast duck linger between her lips and teeth, making people want to stop eating and want to take a bite after eating.

"Is it delicious?"

Ye Lige looked at him with a smile.

Being so close to each other, Mo Bingyan could feel the faint sweet smell exuding from her.

"It's delicious."

The man didn't have any expression on his face, but he ate all the spring rolls for face.

"Take a sip of tea first, and then let's eat a bun."

The housekeeper serves tea.

Ye Lige held the teacup in both hands and handed it to Mo Bingyan's mouth.

If you are so diligent, there must be a demon.

The housekeeper muttered in his heart, glanced at Mr. Mo, his heart was cold, it was over, Mr. had been confused by this sugar-coated cannonball, and the corners of his lips were rising uncontrollably.

"Delicious, right?"

"Hmm."

Mo Bingyan took one bite after another, and whatever Ye Lige handed over, he would eat, and those who came would not refuse.

"Are you angry that I took Long Xingyu as an apprentice?"

Yeli asked him.

After thinking about it, this is just a possibility, anyway, he has been blackening his face since Long Xingyu came.

"Nope."

Mo Bing is duplicitous, it's no wonder if he's not angry, who can stand other men pestering their beloved women, and still calling dad with a dead face, who knows if it's a heavy taste.