Chapter 37: An Chumian is a small vase
Downstairs living room.
The professional top chef invited by Mo Linchen has not yet arrived at the castle.
An Chumian was full of interest, "Achen, I'll show you a hand today." ”
In Mo Linchen's mind, sleep is not a cook.
Seeing An Chumian running to the kitchen, he looked at it dotingly, and decided that no matter what he did, he would treat it as a delicacy in the world.
Suddenly, an uninvited guest came to the castle.
Mo Linchen saw that it was the doctor Xu Daige.
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he raised his hand to let the man in black blast Xu Daige away.
Xu Daige, who came uninvited, "Mo Linchen, I have something urgent." ”
Xu Daige was followed by a man, he was dressed in leather shoes, and walked quickly, "Master Mo, when will you return to the capital?" ”
Mo Linchen was indifferent, "Don't go back." ”
"Then you just let it go over there in the capital?" The man was a little stunned.
Mo Linchen raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Men are as if their blood is clotted, and they are full of oppression.
Xu Daige stubbornly helped speak, "There is no you in charge of the capital, and something seems to have happened to the Mo family." ”
Mo Linchen's face was expressionless, and he said coldly, "You guys are such a waste, you can't handle anything at all?" ”
The man's face turned red, and he admitted that the Mo family was a bunch of waste without Mo Linchen, so what could they do.
"Mo Ye ......"
The man was about to inform the Mo family of the situation, and at this time, he saw a little girl who looked like a fairy walking out.
An Chumian served the dishes with all the colors and aromas, and they were slightly stunned when they saw Xu Daige.
Mo Linchen couldn't sit still when he saw her, so he took the food for An Chumian and put it on the table.
Seeing the sweat on An Chumian's face, he wiped it off in distress.
Ye Bo, a man from the Mo family in the capital, looked at Mo Linchen in shock, he had never seen Mo Ye so proactive.
"You're just for this woman, don't care about the Mo family?" Ye Bo pointed to An Chusang.
Dare to point to his sleep.
Mo Linchen's expression turned cold, and there was a faint murderous aura all over his body.
Xu Daige hurriedly grabbed Ye Bo, "You still want to die, this woman is a baby." ”
An Chumian was a little curious, she had just vaguely heard the Mo family?
"What are you here for?"
Xu Daige reacted quickly and looked at the food on the table.
"Let's eat."
He knew that there were some things that he couldn't tell An Chumian directly.
"That's what I did for Achen." An Chumian wrinkled her nose, she only did two people's shares.
"It's okay...... We don't eat much. ”
Xu Daige naturally pulled out a chair and served it.
Mo Linchen pulled An Chumian to his lap and sat down, holding the soft dumplings, looking comfortable.
He still had an injury on his hand, An Chumian used chopsticks to add vegetables to Mo Linchen, and his delicate and beautiful face was full of seriousness.
"Ink... ......Ye Bo suppressed his impulse, looking at An Chumian's gaze with some hostility.
Mo Linchen looked at Ye Bo without any emotion in his eyes.
But it's terrifying.
"If you don't want to die, eat it quickly." What kind of temperament is Xu Daige Yin Baimo Linchen, and he almost regretted bringing Ye Bo over.
Ye Bo's hands and feet were cold, and he lowered his head and picked up the rice.
Xu Daige moved his chopsticks to add dishes, and he didn't have hope for An Chumian's cooking skills, but the delicious ones exploded in the taste buds.
"Damn, did you do this?"
Xu Daige felt that his tongue was about to swallow delicious, and his face was exaggerated.
An Chumian nodded obediently.
Xu Daige was curious, "Where did you learn this cooking skill?" ”
An Chumian tilted his head, "New Oriental? ”
Seeing Xu Daige sluggish, he was very happy.
An Chumian handed the food to Mo Linchen's mouth, his eyes were shining, "I learned it specifically for Achen." ”
Xu Daige was almost shown and wanted to get married on the spot, "Mo Linchen, you married a treasure." ”
Mo Linchen hooked the corners of his lips, his sleep is the most precious treasure in the world.
Ye Bo's eyebrows and eyes were faintly disdainful, just his cooking skills were good, and he was relatively good-looking, but where could he be worthy of Mo Ye?
Soft and cute, a small vase at home.