love addiction

Usually when he said such things, Mo Sheng would ignore them and let him go.

She knew that the more she talked to him, the more energetic he would be, and the best way was to ignore him.

Sure enough, Ye Xirong didn't mention it anymore, but started to process the ingredients seriously.

Mo Sheng said that she doesn't know how to cook, and she doesn't mean to cheat at all, because she really doesn't know how to cook.

It's just that she didn't expect that a person like Ye Xirong could cook.

And he seems to have done a good job. Although he hasn't seen the finished product yet, his every move is very skillful, and it can be seen that he has done a lot.

Mo Sheng wasn't interested in cooking, and when he was alone, he mostly dealt with it with noodles or takeaway.

Shu Jinqing used to say that she was abusing herself, but she didn't think so.

She thinks cooking is a waste of time!

A waste of time is a waste of life, and she didn't like it.

But Ye Xirong, the president who manages so many things every day, can actually cook, which made her a little puzzled.

Could it be that this is a way for the President to release the pressure?

Ye Xirong cooked three dishes and one soup very neatly, during which Mo Sheng only helped pass the bowls and plates, and couldn't help with anything else.

Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, Mo Sheng unexpectedly regained his appetite.

She rubbed her stomach and thought, it must be because she was not full just now, it has nothing to do with Ye Xirong's cooking well.

Ye Xirong sat down gracefully, and began to eat in front of her.

Mo Sheng took a look, and finally went to the kitchen to fetch the bowls and chopsticks, and sat down to eat together without any politeness.

Anyway, this is her house, and she is the master!

Thinking of it this way, she felt at ease, took the dish he cooked and put it in her mouth, her brows slightly moved, and she looked at Ye Xirong with some surprise.

Ye Xirong smiled faintly at her, "Praise generously, I'm all ears."

Mo Sheng was choked, and after drinking a saliva, he said, "You are really proud."

"I have the capital to be proud, don't I?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled softly.

After thinking about it, Mo Sheng still praised him, after all, what he said was the truth, the food he cooked was really delicious, not worse than the chef in the restaurant.

It's just that she has always seldom speak, and when she compliments others, she just skips one sentence, which makes Ye Xirong a little dissatisfied, "It's just a good word?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want?" Mo Sheng asked back.

"For you, I want too much, I can make a list for you."

The corners of Mo Sheng's lips twitched, and he stopped talking.

Ye Xirong seemed to be hungry, he ate a lot, and the three dishes and one soup bottomed out in a while.

After the two of them were full, Ye Xirong told her lazily, "If you don't know how to cook, let's wash the dishes. We can also divide the labor and cooperate."

Mo Sheng didn't refuse when he arrived, he packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Ye Xirong didn't leave, but lay contentedly on the sofa and looked at his phone.

When Mo Sheng finished packing the kitchen and came out, he was holding a piece of paper and looking at it.

When Mo Sheng saw the piece of paper, his expression changed immediately, and he hurried over to get it back.

Ye Xirong quickly avoided it, hid behind him and said, "I haven't looked carefully yet, why are you so anxious!"

"How can you casually rummage through other people's things?" Mo Sheng asked dissatisfied.

"Then you still draw others casually." Ye Xirong retorted unhurriedly, and asked with a naughty smile, "Did you get my consent when you painted me?"

"Who said it was you." She hurriedly denied, her cheeks blushing inexplicably.

This appearance was particularly pleasing to Ye Xirong's eyes, and even the jealousy he had tonight was calmed down.

Originally, he was upset when he knew she was going to eat with Tan Zhan.

So just forcefully asked her to have dinner with him, to find a balance.

It turned out that I didn't expect such a good 'snack' to be eaten after eating, what a surprise.

Ye Xirong compared the painting to his own face, raised his head slightly to look at her, his eyes were captivating, revealing a firm edge, "I'm not so stupid that I can't tell if it's me or not."

Mo Sheng was blocked by his words, and couldn't even find a word to explain, so he could only secretly regret why he drew this picture impulsively.

Blocking her words, Ye Xirong took the painting and looked at it carefully, the more he looked, the more satisfied he was.

During the period, I still did not forget to praise her, "I never thought that your painting skills are so good. You can be so expressive just by casually drawing. If I sat in front of you seriously as your model, I would probably Better."

Mo Sheng denied, "I don't know how to draw you."

"Can't draw, or don't dare to draw?" Ye Xirong chuckled, his smiling eyes always looked at her, as if he could peek into her heart, "When we have time, we can have some more artistic ones." comminicate."

"What more artistic communication?" Mo Sheng didn't understand.

After carefully putting away the painting, Ye Xirong said, "It's like the artistic exchange on the Titanic."

As soon as Mo Sheng got angry, he lost his temper completely when he was challenged by this man, and said angrily, "It's getting late, Your Excellency has already eaten, and you've taken advantage of it, can you move it?" driving?"

"Drive me away?"

"Yes." She admitted bluntly.

Ye Xirong smiled slightly, got up and said, "Okay, then I'll take my leave first. Anyway, we'll have a long time to come, and we're not in a rush for this moment. I'll accept this painting and keep it at home. After all, it's very meaningful."

Mo Sheng wanted to take it back, but she knew that it was impossible for her to take back what this man was looking for, so in the end she had no choice but to let him go, and pretended not to care and said, "It's up to you. "

"It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier, tomorrow is Chairman Grove's visit day, you have to be good, don't let me find you messing around, otherwise... you won't be so easy to talk tonight It's gone." After Ye Xirong finished speaking, he still didn't forget to get close to her and blew in her ear.

Mo Sheng raised his eyes, and in his sight was his very neatly combed short hair, his eyes were bottomless, filled with countless extremely aggressive emotions.

Just one look made her flustered.

Ye Xirong understood her panic, and then he put away his aggressive gaze in satisfaction, and raised his hand to smooth the soft hair that fell on her cheek, "Good night, my girl."

Mo Sheng didn't know how long he stood in the living room, it took him a while to slowly regain his senses.

Ye Xirong had already left, but the smell of him still seemed to linger in the room, which disturbed her unceasingly.

She wanted to get rid of these, so she went to the bathroom and took a lukewarm shower that wasn't too hot.

This kind of description made her calm down a lot, and it also made her deeply understand a truth.

This man Ye Xirong is too dangerous.

From now on, she has to be on guard.

***
In the Presidential Palace at this time, Ye Xirong was sitting at the desk, the computer and other documents in front of him were not opened, only the sketch he brought back from Mo Sheng.

Although it was only a partial sketch of the eyes, he could tell at a glance that it was himself.

The mood improved for no reason, especially when she thought of having dinner with Tan Zhan with this painting, she didn't feel too angry.

He even wants to see her focus and affection when she draws this picture, it must be charming.

Thinking of this, Ye Xirong took out a professional camera to take a picture, and then uploaded it to the computer to refine the picture.

They are all in the design industry, and they are very good at fine-tuning pictures.

It's just that he has been too busy with his business affairs in the past two years, and he hasn't seriously drawn a design draft for a long time.

Before the second sister Tang Mianmian asked when she would start writing again, Ye Xirong lazily replied that she probably had no plans to design in a short time.

Not uninspired, but impulsive.

There is no urge to design something.

But this time when he saw this picture, he suddenly had the urge to pick up a pen.

But before he was going to implement it, Xiao Zheng called to ask about Chairman Grove's visit tomorrow, which suddenly woke Ye Xirong up.

After checking a few details with Xiao Zheng, he also fixed the picture.

If Xiao Zheng knew that His Excellency the President just had two purposes at once, he would probably be half-deadly pissed off.

He saved the repaired picture in a USB flash drive and modified the avatar on his social account.

That night, he slept soundly. In his dream, she was blushing and panicked, which was really different from the one in his memory.

It made him want to kiss Fangze again, but before he held her in his arms and tasted the beauty, he was woken up by the phone.

Ye Xirong picked up the phone and answered the question without looking at it, "You better have a better reason to make this call."

Xiao Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly, "You've become popular."

"Ok?"

"Your Excellency changing the profile picture of your social account has become a hot trend. The hot search terms are all keywords like changing profile picture, Ye Xirong changing profile picture, profile picture, president, sketch, etc."

"Oh, and then what?"

Hearing his casual voice, Xiao Zheng wanted to vomit blood, "Don't you think it's inappropriate to be popular at this time?"

"Secretary Xiao, don't be nervous, I just changed my profile picture." Ye Xirong comforted lightly.

Xiao Zheng was about to explode, and he told himself not to be nervous, "Your Excellency knows better than me how strict Chairman Grove is. If he asks about this, how will you explain it?"

"Explain what? I'm just an ordinary man, and I believe Chairman Grove is the same, he will understand."

Xiao Zheng was speechless for a while, deeply felt that his call was nothing, so he hurriedly ended the call.

Ye Xirong was no longer sleepy, knowing that he would never return to the dream just now, so he took his mobile phone to log in to his social account and slowly browsed through it.

As Xiao Zheng said, the keywords searched by major engines are basically related to himself, and the reason is that he changed his avatar.

Under his account, many netizens commented on this matter.

Someone said, "This must have been drawn by Mr. Xi himself. After all, Mr. Xi is a famous designer. It's not easy to draw a sketch."

His fans affectionately call him President Xi.

Seeing your comment, Ye Xirong curled his lips, thinking of Mo Sheng.

(1 update, there will be another update later, before 12 o'clock, don't forget the event on 2.28)