"Here comes the fried bamboo shoots." Mo Yue shouted, trotted all the way with small steps, and put the plate in his hand on the table in one go.

Mo Han waited for Mo Yue to sit down and handed the chopsticks to her.

Mo Yue's eyes bent into a beautiful crescent moon, added a piece of mushroom to Mo Han's bowl, and said with a little expectation: "Try it and see if it's delicious." ”

Mo Han put Mo Han in his mouth and chewed it a few times, showing a satisfied smile, and when Mo Yue saw this, she also smiled and began to eat.

The dining etiquette of the two is self-defeating, even in such a humble place, the eating appearance of the two is still as elegant as a banquet in the Heavenly Palace, which is an innate aura.

The chopsticks are picked up from time to time in the dish, fall back into the bowl, and feed into the red lips, and it doesn't take long for the plate to bottom out.

Mo Yue put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Mo Han after eating the last bite, and said, "Today, you come to wash the dishes, I have stewed water in the pot, it should be hot at this time, just enough to wash." ”

Mo Han frowned slightly, and said with some reluctance: "But I don't like washing dishes the most." ”

"That's not up to you." Mo Yue's tone was half coquettish and threatening.

"Okay." Mo Han stood up and put away the dishes and chopsticks, his slender and white fingers touched the white porcelain bowl, revealing a warm and white light, as well as endless tenderness.

It's just that after stacking the dishes and chopsticks, Mo Han paused in his hand, sat back at the table, looked at Mo Yue, and his expression suddenly became a little serious: "Yue'er, you don't have anything to ask me?" ”

Mo Yue supported her chin with her hand, looking at Mo Han's every move motionlessly, hearing him ask this, the calm on her face collapsed for a moment, and she turned to smile and said, "Not for the time being, I haven't figured out how to ask you yet." ”

"Don't grieve yourself." Mo Han smiled slightly, stretched his arm over the small table, leaned forward slightly, touched the hair between Mo Yue's sideburns, and then walked towards the stove with dishes and chopsticks.

Mo Yue didn't answer, just looked at the busy upright but slightly thin person at the stove in a daze, her mind has never been able to hide from Mo Han, but as long as she doesn't want to say, Mo Han will never force her.

Now they don't seem to be able to get along as they did back then, and both of them have some unspeakable secrets in their hearts, but if they don't mention it, don't think about it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, this day will come eventually, it's just a matter of time and time.

Mo Yue stood up, slowly paced behind Mo Han, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, leaned her head on his back that was not too thick but still solid, her voice was filled with longing and sadness, and she whispered:

"We haven't been together for a long, long time, so I just want to stay with you for a while, I cook, you wash the dishes, I do the laundry, you dry, I want to eat meat, you go hunting, if you want to be a vegetarian, I will go picking, the sun rises, the sun sets, put aside the disputes of the Six Realms, put aside the grievances and hatreds, and live the most ordinary, ordinary but happiest days, only you and me."

Mo Han's back stiffened for a moment, then softened, wiped the water in his hands, turned around, picked up Mo Yue's face, swiped his thumb under the corner of her eyes, and said, "Okay, when does Yue'er want to ask again." ”

"Hmm." Mo Yue nodded, and a faint smile bloomed.

"Let's go out for a walk and think about what to eat for lunch." Mo Han changed the topic and led Mo Yue to the forest path.

"I want to eat pheasant." Mo Yue shook the hands of the two together, and the thief smiled.