Mengxingyun still wanted to find out those questions, but Mengluo pulled him and motioned for him to go first. Meng Xingyun didn't know what Mengluo meant, so she had to follow her arrangement first, and the two of them returned home, closed the door, sat on the sofa, and looked at each other with big eyes.

"Your Excellency, you ...... What do you mean?" Meng Xingyun didn't hold back, and asked Mengluo first.

"Oh, it's nothing, look at it, it's five o'clock, I'm afraid they'll wake up, after all, it's morning." ”

"What, sir, are you kidding me?"

"yes, yes. Hey hey ......"

"Auntie...... You're too ...... What's that. Meng Xingyun looked dissatisfied, Mengluo was real, and this kind of thing was also used to tease him.

"Hey, Xiaoyun, no. Actually, I want to wait for an organic reply to me today before making plans. ”

"That'...... What if Mo Ji chooses Wang Sisi? What if he is reluctant to give up his child?"

Mengluo paused, and with a pair of seemingly innocent big eyes, he looked directly at Meng Xingyun, and his hair straightened when he saw it. Then, in a contemptuous tone, he said, "Lord Ben, I just want to see how her belly bulges, how she stuffs a baby into it! If Mo Ji chooses her, then I will wait for the day when her child is born, and I will congratulate them with gifts." ”

Meng Xingyun was in a cold sweat when he heard this, what happened to Mengluo? Although this idea is correct, it makes people feel a little creepy, and his hairs stand up.

Mengluo looked at him in surprise and laughed.

"Xiaoyun, I'm scaring you! How could I do this? Actually, I'm thinking, things, take a step at a time. If you really choose Wang Sisi, I also respect his choice. ”

"My lord, are you really so open-minded?" Mengxingyun didn't believe that Mengluo would give up her relationship with Mo Jiji so easily, for Mo Jiji, how much Mengluo had suffered and how many grievances she had suffered, how could she give up so easily now?

"Xiaoyun, actually, I deliberately want to see Mo Jiji's mind, no matter who he chooses, I want to know how important I am in his heart. ”

"My lord, don't blame Xiaoyun for not being wise, what do you think of this?"

Mengluo smiled: "Xiaoyun, if he chooses Wang Sisi, but he is reluctant to me, it means that I still have a status in his heart." ”

"My lord, are you stupid? If he chooses Wang Sisi, even if he has you in his heart, what is the use?"

Mengluo smiled even sweeter: "Xiaoyun, then I'll wait for him, in his life, I found him, our fate is not enough." Well, in his next life, I have watched him since he was a baby, so that in the next life, he will only be with me. ”

After hearing this, Meng Xingyun's nose was sore, and tears almost fell. Mengluo actually made such a plan, willing to sacrifice his happiness and achieve Mo Organic.

"Your Excellency...... In fact, there is no need for this, as long as we tell Mo the truth, I believe that he will not be with Wang Sisi. ”

Mengluo shook his head, "No, Xiaoyun, what I need is an organic inner pure thought, not the result of external factors. Okay, this thing, that's it, it's almost dawn, you go and make breakfast, I want to eat hot and sour noodles. Hunan's, not Sichuan's......"

Mengluo found a trouble for Meng Xingyun, the hot and sour noodles in Hunan are completely different from those in Sichuan. Sichuan's is made of vermicelli, while Hunan's is the kind that can be boiled into soup and fried, a bit like the kind of noodles in Guangdong Pho. The powder is made of rice milk, Meng Xingyun has to do it himself, this thing, this city can't buy it, if you want it, you can only go to Changsha. But it's unrealistic, so every time I dream of eating, it's Mengxingyun who makes a small stone mill of freshly ground rice milk and steamed powder.

This kind of thing is very time-consuming, and it is almost six o'clock now, and by the time it reaches its mouth, it will be at least eight o'clock. Mengluo smiled in his heart, he could finally be clean for two hours.

She lay on the sofa, watching Meng Xingyun's busy back in and out of the kitchen, thinking back to the bits and pieces of her and Mo Ji over the years.

After so many years, if Mo Ji knew about this word, he would have to be shocked. How long have they known each other~ Yes, in the mortal world, their acquaintance has only been for a few months. But in Mengluo's heart, Mo Ji is already a man she has been in love with for thousands of years. This love crosses time and space, crosses immortals, and crosses many insurmountable gaps between them. After all, they are together.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

Today, Mo Ji is about to make the final judgment, and Mengluo began to beat the drum in his heart. To say that she can do as freely as she says is a lie. If you really love someone, how can you give up when you say you give up, and forget when you say you forget! Those glossy and unrestrained are for others to listen to and do for others to see. Just to let the people who care about her not accompany her to be sad.

The wind blew open the curtains on the first floor, and Mengluo got up from the sofa, walked to the window, and simply opened the curtains completely. Let the first rays of the morning sun shine into her living room from the east, shining directly on the ground.

The shadows of the tables and chairs, slanted by the light, stretched long, long, like the shapeshifters in the movie, slender and slender.

In the kitchen, the smell of stir-fried sauerkraut began to waft out. The pickled sauerkraut is washed by Meng Xingyun and cut into small shreds. Stir-fried with chili peppers is fragrant and shiny.

The steamed rice noodles are neatly stacked one by one, and then turned into very thin strips under the big knife of Dream Xingyun. Bring to a boil in a pot with stock, then add greens, quail eggs, tofu, seasonings, and finally sauerkraut. A bowl of fragrant Changsha hot and sour noodles was done.

Mengluo looked at Meng Xingyun's sweaty appearance and thought he was very cute. is really a good guard, a good brother, and a good relative. More importantly, to be a good cook.

Meng Xingyun took the first bowl of hot and sour noodles to the coffee table in front of Mengluo, and then returned to the kitchen, and took out two side dishes from it, one was dried sour radish, and the other was the tip of the ear of the cold salad.

Mengluo picked up the big bowl surrounded by heat, looked at the red and attractive soup, and took a bite of noodles and sauerkraut, wow, that sour, that spicy!

Meng Xingyun also came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of noodles, looked at Mengluo's appearance of eating without regard for her image, and said to her: "My lord, you say, what would happen if those people in the Heavenly Palace saw you eating rudely like this?"

Mengluo listened, raised his head, and glanced at Meng Xingyun, and both of them laughed.