Mo Ying returned home.

The house was empty, Mo Ying glanced at the entrance, Sheng Shao'an's shoes were all there, and people should not have gone out, at home.

As long as Mo Ying wants, she can switch the expressions on her face at any time, quickly and naturally.

At this moment, Sheng Shaoan happened to come down from upstairs, and when he saw people coming back, he didn't have too much expression on his face.

In a way, the two are actually alike, Mo Ying sheds her disguise, is indifferent, and is indifferent to everything around her. And Sheng Shaoan is calm and serious, and it is the precipitation of time and experience.

The two faced each other, unable to warm up, Sheng Shaoan didn't talk much, and Mo Ying didn't like to speak.

In contrast, Sheng Shaoan was the one who spoke first.

"I'm back." Although Sheng Shaoan's words were said to Mo Ying, his eyes had not been on Mo Ying since he went downstairs.

Mo Ying lowered her head, always giving people a sense of curled up of a small animal. She answered softly, with two thick books in her hands, and that's what she had left the note to do.

Sheng Shaoan investigated the situation of Mo Zhenhua's family, Mo Ying is now a sophomore in the Chinese Department of S University, was admitted to S University with the first grade, and has always occupied the first place in the Chinese Department, an absolute academic hegemon.

This resume is placed in the Mo family, which is really outstanding.

"Why are you still wearing this kind of clothes?" Sheng Shaoan looked at Mo Ying who was still dressed as a vegetarian.

"I'm sorry." Mo Ying's hand holding the book tightened, making a panicked and nervous look.

Sheng Shaoan held a bottle of water in his hand, frowned slightly, but did not continue to say anything.

"I'll go back to my room first." Without waiting for Sheng Shaoan's objections, she went upstairs.

Sheng Shaoan took a sip of water, with an uncertain look in his eyes.

Mo Ying, who returned to the room, closed the door the moment he put away the submissive look.

Put down the book in his hand and open the wardrobe, it was full of clothes that he tried on that day, Mo Ying took out a set casually, the label on the clothes had not been removed, Sheng Shaoan was angry because she was not wearing clothes that matched the identity of 'Mrs. Sheng'?

Mo Ying changed into new clothes and went downstairs, and found that Sheng Shaoan was no longer downstairs.

Mo Ying looked at the time and began to prepare dinner.

The sky was getting darker a little, and Mo Ying sat at the table where the dishes were set until the temperature of those dishes faded a little.

Mo Ying frowned, got upstairs, and went to the study.

knocked on the door, and Sheng Shaoan's voice sounded inside.

After getting permission, Mo Ying pushed the door in, only to see Sheng Shaoan put down the documents in his hand and looked at her.

"Dinner is ready." It's seven o'clock, and it's past dinner time.

Sheng Shaoan was not so busy that he forgot the time, he didn't go down because he didn't want his restrained little wife to be more restrained, and the atmosphere in which they got along seemed to be because he had returned to the beginning.

However, he also forgot how reserved his little wife was, and she would come up to call him to eat, and he probably didn't eat either.

Sheng Shao'an responded, put down the papers, and got up to go downstairs to eat together.

All along, he was used to being alone, and it was the first time he had experienced such a thing as someone waiting for him to eat with him.

"The dish is a little cold, I'll go hot and hot." Mo Ying touched the temperature of the vegetable plate, and could only detect some residual temperature.

"No need." As he spoke, Sheng Shaoan handed the book in his hand to Mo Ying.

Mo Ying looked at the words on the book cover, which were of the same type as the books she bought today, she looked at Sheng Shaoan suspiciously, and did not take those books with sincere fear.