Shen Qianzi will definitely not return to Shen's house for the Spring Festival in the New Year.

Gu Mo has a mother and family, and she can't selfishly leave Gu Mo to accompany her, making him disobedient to filial piety.

"Will my words in the past disturb you?"

Aunt Fang was stunned at first, she didn't expect Shen Qianzi to agree, and then said happily: "How can you bother, it's almost lively." ”

"Okay, then I'll go."

Aunt Fang asked some more about Shen Qianzi's preferences.

When Gu Mo came in, Shen Qianzi just hung up the phone.

"Uncle Gu, have you been busy in the laboratory again until this point in time?"

"Hmm." Gu Mo handed her the delicate box in his hand, "Passing by the cake shop, there happens to be your favorite chocolate mousse." ”

"Chocolate is so high in calories, does Uncle Gu want to fatten me to death?"

"Then you don't?" Gu Mo said, "If you don't want to, I'll let Uncle Gu give it to the young master." ”

He turned around to leave, Shen Qianzi ran over quickly, hugged Gu Mo's arm, snatched the cake, and said with a smile: "Dogs can't eat chocolate, for its good, I'd better digest it myself, not to mention the chocolate that Uncle Gu personally bought for me, even if it's fat, I have to eat it too." ”

Shen Qianzi took the cake to the restaurant, and Gu Mo followed behind the excited little girl, deliberately joking.

"As long as I bought it myself, will you eat it?"

"Hmmm."

"Poison too?"

"Don't eat it." Shen Qianzi was not tricked by Gu Mo, tasted a bite of the cake, and squinted her eyes pleasantly, "If I eat poison, I can't grow old with Uncle Gu." ”

After a pause, Shen Qianzi said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If it was handed to me before you died, I might have eaten it!" ”

Gu Mo's big hand fell on the top of Shen Qianzi's hair, and there was seriousness hidden in his indifferent voice, "I won't hand you poison." ”

The food was warm in the microwave, and Shen Qianzi personally brought it out, not letting Gu Mo interfere.

She pushed the chestnut stewed chicken in front of Gu Mo with a treasure, "Uncle Gu, you try this." ”

Shen Qianzi's beautiful eyes kept blinking, as if she couldn't wait to get Gu Mo's evaluation.

Gu Mo sandwiched a chestnut, which was slightly salty in the mouth, and it was a little bitter, not like it was made by a chef at home.

"Did you make it yourself?"

Shen Qianzi hummed embarrassedly, bit her fork, and looked at him with a blank look, "How is it, does it taste okay?" ”

"Not bad." Gu Mo gave a pertinent evaluation.

In addition to the taste is a little worse, the chestnuts are sweet and the chicken is soft and rotten, which is really good.

"Uncle Gu likes it." Shen Qianzi happily took a bite of the cake, "I'll make it for you next time." ”

"No, your hands will get rough."

"I put on hand cream."

What Shen Qianzi didn't say was that she preferred to watch her lover like her meals than her hands became rough.

If he likes it, she will be happy.

It was also the first time she experienced the joy of cooking.

"Oh yes, just now Aunt Fang called me to invite me to her house for the Spring Festival, and I agreed."

Gu Mo paused, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Shen Qianzi with deep eyes, "Why did you go to Aunt Fang's house for the Spring Festival?" ”

"There are only two people in Professor Fang and Aunt Fang, so they are quite lonely, so ......"

Yan Weiran happened to walk in from outside, and when she saw Gu Mo eating, her eyes lit up, "It turns out that there is still leftover food at home, and it just so happens that I haven't eaten yet." ”

He rubbed his palms, ran to the kitchen and filled a bowl of rice and sat down beside Gu Mo, "What are you talking about?" ”。

Shen Qianzi folded her arms and landed on the table, "Talking about the Spring Festival." ”