Mo Jin took Wufu's hand, took a bite of the pastry, and then looked at another complete jujube flower cake in the lunch box, and highly praised the appearance of the jujube flower cake, "You can also do such a complex thing, you used to be a chef." ”

"It's very simple, I saw it in the book, I thought about it myself, and I made it." This is a saying that Wufu has long been good with.

The original owner didn't know anything except eating, she always had to explain to someone, and she had already thought of a rhetoric.

Moreover, after Wufu came here, he would flip through the book when he had nothing to do, and see what was going on in this era, and his family would believe it.

Mo Jin liked to eat this pastry made by Wufu very much, he ate several bites in a row, and after feeding Wufu a few more bites, he nodded, "This tastes good, it tastes just right." ”

"Eat as much as you like, and you'll have it at home after eating." Wufu said with a smile.

For the first time, Wufu felt a sense of accomplishment when he made his own food.

This sense of accomplishment is different from the previous sense of accomplishment.

And this sense of accomplishment is enough to beat all the previous ones.

She must make this jujube cake.

Mo Jin nodded, did not rest at all, and ate the two jujube flower cakes brought by Wufu cleanly.

When it was over, he asked, "Don't you have to make pastries this afternoon, why do you have time to come to the brick factory?" ”

I originally wanted to say no, but looking at Mo Jin, Wufu suddenly rolled her eyes, and she smiled, "I saw that you didn't eat much at noon, and I was worried that you would be hungry, so I specially sent you something to eat." ”

This subtle little action of hers, Mo Jin did not miss it.

Moreover, Mo Jin knew that as long as Wufu lied, he would have this little action.

He raised his eyebrows and took Wufu's hand, as if he had seen through something, "Lian Wufu, I think something is wrong with you today, did you do something sorry for me, huh?" ”

"How, how can it be." Because of her weak heart, Wufu stuttered a little, but she also knew how to deal with Mo Jin, she deliberately said, "Look at you, when I was not good to you, I asked me to be better to you, to be better to you, and suddenly I cared about you, and doubted me, I was really boring, so I won't cook for you in the future." ”

After speaking, Wufu pretended to pack up the lunch box and was about to leave.

Actually, Mo Jin knew in her heart that this girl must have something to do today, but she just refused to admit it.

She didn't admit it, Mo Jin didn't ask, just smiled, "Okay, good, I was wrong, I was wrong, I must correct it in the future." ”

If she really wants to do something wrong, sooner or later she will have to say it herself.

Seeing Mo Jin say this, Wufu was a little weak-hearted, she laughed and didn't look at Mo Jin.

Mo Jin looked at Wufu, smiled without saying a word, and didn't ask.

He knew this little girl too well, and she had always treated him badly.

Maybe, it's not bad, she's the kind of person, the more intimate the person with her, the less she cares.

She had never taken the initiative to do anything to herself, but there were too many places to take the initiative this afternoon, and he strongly suspected that she had something to hide from herself. play

As for Wufu, although every sentence was pushed back by Mo Jin, her heart was still empty, and she was thinking about how to speak well.

She felt that it was better to admit just now that she had something to ask him.

Now, I refute him, but it's hard to mention.

But if you don't mention it now, you won't have time, so you still have to speak.

She glanced at Mo Jin, and saw Mo Jin looking at her with a smile, as if she was in a good mood, so she said tentatively, "When are you going home at night, can you go back early today and have dinner with us." ”

"Why?"

"I ......" Wufu hesitated before stammering, "Because, I make pork ribs today, if you come back late, the ribs will definitely be gone." ”

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