"Hmm...... Mo...... Let go of ......"

Ning Xiaomeng pushed him with her arm against his chest, he was insane, why did he suddenly kiss her inexplicably?!

Under her push, Mo Xinchen finally let go of her, she touched her lips that were already slightly swollen by him, and her face turned red again unconsciously, even so, she didn't have anger in her heart, but a little sweetness.

Her emotional intelligence is not high, but it is not low either, and she suddenly feels as if she has a strange feeling for the guy in front of her.

She seems to ...... I fell in love with him.

After reading her thoughts, she was taken aback by herself, what was she just thinking? Does she like him?

No! This liking must not be what he likes, it must be an illusion, her eyes are a little flustered, she keeps dodging, and her heart is boiling like boiling water.

"Oops, forgot the water is still boiling."

Mo Xinchen seemed to feel that something was wrong, turned around to look at the stove, the water on the stove had boiled, and the water was bubbling vigorously, and the water vapor pushed the lid of the pot up and down, which looked very dangerous.

He hurriedly walked over to turn off the fire a little, but because his movements were not very skillful, he twisted it several times before turning the fire down.

Then he started to make noodles, and when he felt that was enough, he opened the cupboard and took a pair of chopsticks and stirred them in the pot a few times.

Ning Xiaomeng didn't expect him to make a strip at all, and she watched him busy in amazement during the whole process.

Slowly, she felt that the leg supporting her whole body was a little numb, and she wanted to jump back to sit on the sofa in the living room, but as soon as she lifted her foot and started jumping, her foot suddenly became weak, and she fell to the ground defenselessly.

She let out a "hiss......" sound in pain, struggled to sit up from the floor, and finally understood how painful it was for those disabled people who were missing a leg.

Mo Xinchen heard the sound of her falling to the ground, turned his head to look at her, didn't say anything, didn't help her, she just sat on the ground and waited for him to put the noodles on the plate, then he turned around and helped her up from the ground.

"It's not honest when you're hurt." He glanced at her, bent down and hugged her.

Her body suddenly took off, she was afraid of falling, and subconsciously circled his neck, and she didn't let go until he put her on the stool in front of the dining table.

He turned back to the kitchen, and her eyes followed him in, and when he came out with two bowls of white water noodles, her eyes followed the noodles in his hand back to the table.

She looked at the bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water in front of her, and she had no appetite, it turned out that he only knew how to make noodles, and he didn't know what to put in the condiments, it was definitely the original taste, tsk, it was even worse than what the monks ate.

"Taste it." Mo Xinchen didn't move the chopsticks first, but told her to eat first.

“…… Oh. She answered, picked up the chopsticks and put a small chopstick in her mouth.

I didn't expect it to be sweet, sweet?

She looked up at him and said, "You put candy?" "Putting sugar in the noodles is something that only he can come up with.

"Nope." He looked at her innocently.

Didn't put sugar? Could it be that she has a taste problem?

"Taste it for yourself."

Hearing her say this, he really put a chopstick noodle in his mouth, and before he could chew it, he spit it out.

"Phew...... I obviously put salt in it, how can I ......?"

After doing it for a long time, it turned out that he recognized white sugar as salt, and their white sugar is fine white sugar, which is somewhat similar to table salt.

"Forget it, since it's already like this, you can't waste it, right, eat it." She sighed faintly and lifted her chopsticks again to eat the bowl of sugar water.

"If it's not delicious, don't force it, bring it, I'll redo it." Mo Xinchen said and reached out to bring the bowl in front of her.

"No, in fact, it tastes good, and it's a waste of time to redo it." She quickly dragged the bowl back and protected it with her arms to prevent him from taking it again.