When dinner was served, it was already completely dark outside, Ling Mo pushed open the door of the studio, the little girl was still sitting on the chair and concentrating on painting, Ling Mo couldn't bear to disturb her, glanced at the drawing paper on it, the picture had been almost processed, it was estimated that she could wait another hour or half an hour.

Ling Mo quietly walked to the single sofa on the side, took the laptop and continued to process the decoding of the Zhou family's memory card, now it has been solved: the code is almost the same, give him another week, he should be able to completely decipher the code, and then sort it out with a few apprentices, it is estimated that it can be submitted to Heng Jinghui.

After Ning Yuanlan received the last stroke, she looked at the work she had painted for a day with great satisfaction, put the brush down, she reached out to rub her shoulder, but before her hand touched her shoulder, a pair of warm big hands had covered her shoulders, and the force was just right to help her massage.

"Ling Mo." Ning Yuanlan turned his head, only then came back to his senses, and looked at him, the expression on his face was still focused, and he was still tired.

"Hungry?" Ling Mo continued to massage her.

"When you say that, you really feel hungry." Ning Yuanlan reached out and rubbed his stomach.

"Of course I'm hungry, it's nine o'clock in the evening." Ling Mo said and put his hands on her shoulders and asked her to get up, "Go wash your hands, let's go have dinner." ”

"It's so late?" Ning Yuanlan was stunned, turned his head to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window, wasn't it, it was already dark outside, and he suddenly felt guilty, "I'm sorry, I caused you to wait for me, you must not have eaten dinner, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's not interesting to eat alone, I can't bear to disturb you when I see that you are very focused on drawing." Ling Mo smiled, reached out and rubbed her little face, "Is there such a spiritual point?" ”

"Hmm." Ning Yuanlan nodded, took his arm, and walked out of the studio with him.

"You go wash your hands, wash your face, and I'll heat up the food." When she walked outside, Ling Mo let go and said.

Ning Yuanlan nodded, obediently went to the bathroom on the first floor to wash his hands and face, and when he came out again, he had already brought all the meals to the kitchen, and was standing in front of the microwave waiting for the food to be hot.

Ning Yuanlan walked over and hugged him from behind, "Ling Mo, next time, no matter how attentive I am, you have to call me, eating on time is the most important thing." ”

"Well, I'll definitely call you next time." Ling Mo smiled and reached out to hold her hand, turned around, and lifted her chin, "But I like the way you paint, so focused, so attentive, Ning'er, you were really beautiful at that time."

He gazed at her face carefully, and finally couldn't help but lean down and kiss her on the lips.

There were no distractions in this kiss, only his appreciation and affection for her, Ning Yuanlan smiled and played with him.

The two were kissing vigorously, and there was a "ding" sound in their ears, and a dish was heated in the microwave.

"Well, don't make a fuss, let's heat up the meal first." Ling Mo let go of her and put another dish in it, on the gas stove on the side, the soup was also hot, Ning Yuanlan wanted to go and bring the soup out, but he stopped him, "I'm coming, I'm worried about the heat." ”

Ning Yuanlan looked at him helplessly, he didn't allow her to do anything with potential safety hazards, so he had to stand aside and watch him take the soup out, and then carefully take it out.

Soon, the other meals were also heated, Ling Mo brought the dishes out, and the two of them began to eat dinner.