You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 188 I Should Tell the Truth!

The most troublesome thing about Thanksgiving is preparing gifts.

Mo Mengchen knew a lot of people, so he had to send some to the hospital, some to the team, some friends from far away, and some to the neighbors when he returned home.

Calculated in this way, the gift alone is not a small expense, although it is not a big problem for him.

Mo Mengchen patiently prepared breakfast, temporarily forgetting some boring trifles.

Just played 10 games in the regular season, and the Pistons have 5 wins and 5 losses. This record is sorry for their staffing.

You know, before the start of the season, many people were optimistic that they would occupy the top three in the eastern rankings, but now they are only at the threshold of the playoffs, and they will fall out of the top eight if they are not careful.

"Doctor Mo, good morning!"

Adrian came to visit.

Mo Mengchen asked: "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, sister's craftsmanship, you know." Adrian gave Mo Mengchen a self-evident smile on the morning of Thanksgiving.

I get it, Adrian.

Mo Mengchen not only understood the voice of his voice, but also heard the subtext in the voice of voice.

Ephraim is not good at cooking, he hasn't had breakfast yet, so he wants to come here for breakfast, anyway, he is also a habitual offender.

Ever since Mo Mengchen established a relationship with Ephraim, Adrian has often come here for breakfast.

"Where's Ephraim?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Adrian was ruining Mo Mengchen's sofa. Hearing this, he replied loudly: "She said she learned how to make a new sandwich. I was worried that it was an upgraded version of the dark sandwich, so I escaped."

"So, she's making sandwiches now?"

Mo Mengchen was more worried about the 280 kitchen utensils.

"Yes, Dr. Mo, when do you think my sister will realize the reality?"

"What reality?"

"She has no talent for cooking."

"If you don't have talent, you can learn slowly. It's a good thing to try, Adrian."

Mo Mengchen wanted to teach the little kid a big truth, but unexpectedly, half a minute later, Ephraim came over with her work.

Mo Mengchen's culinary skills are well-known. As his girlfriend, Ephraim can be said to be terrified, so she is determined to practice good cooking skills, and Adrian is her little white rabbit.

The original Adrian had never eaten the chef's food. Although the takeaway food is delicious, it is easy to get tired. No matter how horrible the food made by Ephraim is, it is still edible and will not kill people. Gritting his teeth, he will settle down until he gets to know Mo Mengchen
How can you look directly at the wowotou after tasting the delicacies of mountains and seas?

"Sister, you are."

Adrian looked at the black thing on the plate.

It’s so true to say it’s a dark sandwich, Adrian is a genius!
"A new sandwich I learned: English lean meat sandwich, look, it looks okay? I made it exactly like the picture!"

The barrister proudly lifted the plate as he spoke.

"Uh this."

Mo Mengchen had a hard time complaining, who called the other party his girlfriend?

"Meng Chen, what do you think?" Ephraim asked.

Mo Mengchen's eyes came to Adrian's face, he kept shaking his head, his face was full of fear, that means: When my sister gives you a chance to wake her up, don't be soft-hearted, let her return to reality, takeaway Still delicious!
"Although the appearance is not good-looking, I believe Adrian will like this breakfast."

In Adrian's eyes, Mo Mengchen's smile was the scariest picture in the world.

No!
The 10-year-old boy screamed inwardly.

Then, Ephraim happily brought the plate of black things in front of his younger brother: "Adrian, you have to finish eating."

"Gollum."

Adrian swallowed, and Ephraim thought he was too greedy, and said, "Don't worry, there will be more after eating."

After eating this thing, there are still more?

Mo Mengchen was very shocked. Is Ephraim's aesthetics different from theirs?How many such ugly sandwiches did she make?

Look at poor Adrian, he's only 10 years old, eating this food and pretending it's delicious.

It's all my fault.

Mo Mengchen thought to himself.But after a second thought, he doesn’t need to eat anyway, and it doesn’t seem to matter if Adrian dies or not. A child will have to suffer, starve, and empty his body. Yes, that’s right, I’m helping him.

Adrian took a tearful bite of the dark sandwich.

"Adrian, why are you crying?"

"It's okay, honey, look how touched he is, it must be because this food is so delicious."

Mo Mengchen couldn't let Ephraim see the truth.

"Really?" Ephraim asked.

The 10-year-old boy nodded tearfully.

"That's great, do you want to have a bite?" Ephraim's eyes shifted to Mo Mengchen.

Deep fear flashed in Mo Mengchen's eyes: "Uh, I have dietary regulations, and I can't eat indiscriminately. Actually, I really want to"

Ephraim gently kissed Mo Mengchen.

I really want to tell you that your cooking skills are worse than Grant Hill's three-pointer, but I can't say it.

So, with tears in his eyes, the 10-year-old boy watched his sister kiss passionately in front of the man who pushed him into the abyss with his own hands, but he ate a sandwich that was full of bitterness, bitterness, and hotness, except that there was no sweetness.

Mo Mengchen believed that if he could eat such a thing, he would be able to eat anything in the future.

"Good morning."

Amir Madeira came in without knocking.

Just saw this scene.

Lip parting, Mo Mengchen said with a lip print, "Don't you know how to knock?"

Seeing Adrian whose tears were still wet, Madeira was a little angry: "You are actually in front of Adrian"

"It's just a kiss." Mo Mengchen said.

Madeira said: "That won't work either!"

"Actually, I'm used to it," Adrian said.

"That also."

"Don't interrupt, don't you know that you have to knock on the door before entering?" Mo Mengchen asked, "Now I know why the bald councilor hated you so much."

"I"

Madeira couldn't speak, and the person who spoke forcefully was his boss.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Medela's eyes dodged, as if she didn't want to see the lipstick on Mo Mengchen's mouth, and raised her left hand, which were two exquisite gift boxes: "A gift for Thanksgiving."

"Amir, you are too polite. Actually, there is no need." Ephraim came to her and said, "Mengchen, you shouldn't treat her like this."

Mo Mengchen snorted softly: "If she continues like this, I don't know how much trouble she will cause me in the future."

"Yes, I was wrong. In the future, I will definitely knock on the door before coming in, so as not to disturb your intimacy."

Madeira handed the gift to Ephraim, sat on the sofa, glanced around, and saw the unknown thing in Adrian's hand.

"God, Adrian, what are you eating?"

Ephraim seemed to be electrocuted.

"This is breakfast made by my sister."

Adrian's current state is completely capable of filming a crying scene. His eyes are hazy and misty, and he looks like a little boy who has just had his heart broken.

"How can this thing."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Mo Mengchen coughed loudly.

The dull Madeira has not yet reacted: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"Cough!" Mo Mengchen hoped that she already knew what he meant, "Have you eaten yet?"

Madeira still didn't react: "Not yet, but Adrian ate this"

"cough!"

This time, Mo Mengchen stared at Madeira with a coughing sound and sharp eyes.

No matter how slow her reaction was, she knew what it meant.

Ephraim smiled and asked, "Amir, what do you think of this sandwich?"

It turns out that this rotten loaf of bread, which looks like it was found in a garbage dump, is a sandwich?
"Fortunately. The color is very healthy." Madeira said with a smile.

"Really?" Ephraim smiled, and the two rows of white teeth added to her smile, "I still have it there, haven't you eaten breakfast yet? I'll get it for you"

"Oh, no need."

It's too late.

Ephraim walked out of the room enthusiastically, walking quickly, like a fat woman doing exercise in a park.

I really don't know why those people want to exercise in this way, what's the point?

Ephraim looked at Mo Mengchen who was preparing breakfast for herself, saw the lip marks on the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped off, and inexplicably became angry again: "Why didn't you tell her the truth?"

"What truth?" Mo Mengchen said lazily, and didn't even look at her.

"Tell her she didn't make a good breakfast," Madeira said.

"Today is Thanksgiving, and I don't want to make her sad." Mo Mengchen raised his eyes and gave Madeira a bad look, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense!"

This is blatant discrimination!

Why is he so gentle only with Ephraim?Just because it's a girlfriend?
Thinking of her usual treatment, Madeira became even angrier, and then looked at the lipstick on his lips, her anger was unstoppable like a sea, "Unless you eat it too, I will tell the truth!"

"Are you threatening me?" Mo Mengchen was taken aback.

Madeira hugged Adrian, who had been poisoned by the dark cuisine and lost hope in the world: "Why should Adrian and I help you deceive Ephraim, but you don't have to do anything?"

"What deception?" Ephraim came.

Madeira gently touched Adrian's little head, "It's nothing, because the boss thinks that Adrian eats very well, so he also wants to try your craft."

"Is that so?" Ephraim looked at Mo Mengchen expectantly, "Is it okay?"

What happened to this woman this morning?
How old is she?Maybe you haven't reached menopause yet?Just because I hurt him a few words just now?
As for this?

Mo Mengchen said inexplicably, "Yes."

Therefore, Ephraim divided the dark sandwich into two and handed it to Medela and Mo Mengchen.

Looking at this dark sandwich, there is lean meat sandwiched in the middle, and there is no scent at all. Holding it in your hand is like holding a piece of raw meat between two pieces of burnt bread.
so horrible!

I should have told the truth!

Mo Mengchen howled in his heart, biting his teeth lightly.

　Thanks to Jian Wang for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)