President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

095 Can’t be her

095

Shen Xilan turned her head, pointed at the shelf not far in front of Mo Jingsen, and said, “That’s it, take it.”

Mo Jingsen followed Shen Xilan’s direction and saw the small glass jar. The dried radish in it was similar to the one he saw. It can be seen that Shen Xilan has not eaten at home during this time.

He calmly picked up the jar, but before he could open it, Shen Xilan took it away.

Shen Xilan glanced at him coldly, curled his lips and said: “You don’t want to eat it, so what is it.”

When she couldn’t understand what he meant by it?

Cut, naive.

She would point it to him, but because she wanted something to eat.

“Who said I didn’t eat, didn’t I eat that time?” Mo Jingsen leaned forward and snatched it.

When Shen Xilan was about to sit down, she stood up angrily and snatched it towards the jar: “You don’t like it, who can’t tell?”

“Do I like the one I know? You can tell by looking at it?” Mo Jingsen closed the jar to the side.

Because the two were on the opposite side of the rectangular dining table, this would grab the jar, and Shen Xilan had already leaned out most of her body on the table, but even so, she couldn’t reach it after he was taken to the side.

“Then you eat, you eat!” Shen Xilan stood upright and sat down in a depraved manner, and said silently.

Her mother didn’t grow many radishes this year. Just order dried radishes, so she still has to eat sparingly. If she doesn’t like it, she reluctantly eats it, which is simply a waste!

Mo Jingsen slowly put the jar back on the table, opened the lid, and shook it in the saucer before putting it back in front of Shen Xilan: “Don’t be so stingy, didn’t you let me eat it last time? Why don’t you be upset about it.”

Shen Xilan didn’t give a good wink.

Last time, last time he had an ambiguous relationship with her, and now he is the one who is about to have a fiancée, can it be the same?

The interaction between the two is simply a circle of its own, even if the scene is still such a large number of living people, it is completely ignored.

Although it seems that there is no even the slightest intimacy, even just looking at the attitude, I think how different they are.

However, listening carefully to the content of the dialogue inside clearly shows that the two are too familiar with each other.

Just ask the dried radish that you got from your mother last time, or just call to others. It’s not the first time that Mo Jingsen has been here. He has been here before, and he’s still eating here, or he doesn’t just eat.

Mu Ziyun’s hand under the table had already been clenched into a fist because of depression, and his gentle and elegant temperament had been replaced by the sky’s cold air.

Zhu Jing brought out the beer and saw the flash of cruelty in Mu Ziyun’s eyes. She was shocked. She couldn’t grasp the box and fell to the ground with a bang.

Upon seeing this, Shen Xilan got up and went to help: “Let me come.”

“Oh.” Zhu Jing gave Mu Ziyun a surprised look, and met his plain gaze in response. She was startled and moved her gaze away in a panic.

Shen Xilan took out the beer and handed the bottle to Mo Shu: “Can you drink it, do you want to ask your brother?”

“Please, I’ve grown up a long time ago. What can I do if I drink a beer? When I am abroad, we all drink white…” She said half of the time she stopped suddenly and glanced at her brother secretly. Seeing that he didn’t respond, she breathed a sigh of relief and came back. Picked up beer.

Everyone has it, but Mu Ziyun can’t drink it.

Mo Jingsen loves to watch Mu Ziyun deflated, and makes a few sarcasm from time to time.

Shen Xilan couldn’t see it, and put the vegetables in Mo Jingsen’s bowl: “You can’t stop your mouth when you eat!”

Mo Jingsen was crying again, and someone brought him vegetables.

Mu Ziyun’s endurance finally reached its limit. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the hot pot.

Shen Xilan hurriedly stopped: “Hey, you really can’t eat.”

“A little bit, it’s okay.” Mu Ziyun calmly picked up a green vegetable and ate it straight away.

Shen Xilan looked at him worriedly, Mu Ziyun couldn’t eat spicy food at first, this still hurts.

Sure enough, she watched Mu Ziyun’s face flushed with naked eyes, and she was anxious: “You can’t eat, drink water, drink some water quickly.”

Mu Ziyun was already coughing.

The posture was so fierce that everyone stopped their chopsticks.

Shen Xilan dropped the chopsticks and went over, patted Mu Ziyun’s back to be happy for him, while holding up the water glass and handing it to him: “Drink some first.”

Mu Ziyun uncomfortably covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand and took the cup with the other. However, instead of just taking the cup, he folded it in Shen Xilan’s hand and brought the cup to his mouth with her hand.

Shen Xilan couldn’t take care of that much either, her attention was focused on Mu Ziyun’s cough, she was worried about his injury.

Dr. Ma explained that the wound could no longer split.

Water entered his throat, Mu Ziyun was still coughing quietly, but it wasn’t that serious anymore.

Shen Xilan patted him on the back, not paying attention that his hand was still being held.

“It’s all right, it’s so weak or pretending to be?” Mo Jingsen pulled out the cup with one hand, and grabbed Shen Xilan’s arm with the other and let her pull it away.

Shen Xilan was unprepared and was dragged back by two big steps. It was Mo Jingsen supporting her that she stood still, and suddenly became a little angry: “What are you doing?”

She finished speaking angrily but saw that Mu Ziyun hadn’t coughed anymore.

Shen Xilan was taken aback, and realized that Mu Ziyun was deliberately involved, and his heart was slightly blocked.

Later, I realized that it was completely unnecessary to hold the hand just now, just like the time at his house.

“Are you still eating?” Shen Xilan concealed the lumps in her heart and asked Mu Ziyun calmly.

Mu Ziyun drank again, made a face that was finally okay, smiled and asked, “I’m still hungry, will you cook it for me?”

You can’t eat hot pot, Zhu Jing cooks it very carefully, and he doesn’t eat it either.

Shen Xilan was silent for a moment, then nodded: “Is noodles okay?”

“Well, I like to eat the noodles you make.” Mu Ziyun’s gentle and elegant came back, smiling slightly, and nodding lightly.

“You eat it, I’ll cook a bowl of noodles for him, soon.” Shen Xilan finished speaking and walked to the kitchen.

Shen Xilan went into the kitchen and took the noodles out, lit the fire and boiled the water, her lips kept pursing slightly.

That kind of weird feeling can’t be shaken in my heart, and I can’t help but want to overthrow the reason I found earlier.

Mu Ziyun said that there is someone who loves. He said that he would never fall in love with another woman in this life. Is it true?

It’s not that you don’t want him to love, he has the right to love, his friends around him, he can get out of emotional injury and reap happiness, she is the happiest one.

However, the person who made him come could not be her.

Shen Xilan rubbed her hair irritably. It wasn’t that she wanted to be affectionate, but that she really felt weird. It couldn’t be because he wanted to make Mo Jingsen deliberate, right?

Hey, Shen Xilan suddenly stood up straight, is it really intentional?

After all, Mu Ziyun didn’t like Mo Jingsen.

Shen Xilan turned her head suspiciously to see what the situation of the two men in the restaurant was like, but at the moment she turned her head, there was a magnified handsome face in front of her.

She was shocked, still thinking about when Mo Jingsen came and why he was so close.

The man has stretched his hand around her waist, turned a half circle, and then leaned against the wall. Without saying a word, he bowed his head and kissed her.