Quick wear: when I get close to you

Mo Mo belatedly covered his neck, "Gan!" It was too hot to cook just now and I tied my hair up.

Mo Mo smiled awkwardly, "Xian Mu...Mr. Mu?"

"Mu Cong'an, you misunderstood, this, this, this..." How to explain this?

That he was bitten by a dog last night?

Now Mo Mo has eight mouths and he can't explain clearly.

Mu Cong'an looked at him hesitantly, "You don't need to explain to me, I don't care."

"This is scraping. It's used to treat cervical vertebrae and sore throats. You can try it. It's very useful." Mo Mo suddenly said in a hurry. Although he didn't know if anyone scraped the front of the neck, he did see someone say that scraping The front of the neck can cure a sore throat. I just said it casually, but I don't believe that Mu Cong'an knows everything.

Mu Congan turned around and asked her suspiciously: "Gua Sha and scratching the front of your neck...won't you suffocate?"

Mo Mo smiled coquettishly and said: "Master's skills are very good, don't worry..."

Mu Cong'an frowned when he heard this: "I'm not worried."

Mu Cong'an really felt that this person was inexplicable. Who had nothing to worry about her, right?

Yep.

Sitting at the dinner table, Mo Mo waited expectantly for Mu Cong'an's feedback. Unfortunately, Mu Cong'an was extremely reserved and kept the same expression the whole time.

Frankly speaking, Mo Mo was really frustrated. In his own world, he had to cook by himself. As time went by, Chu Yi became better and better. After coming to this world, Mo Mo had no chance to cook. I don’t really want to cook anymore, so I only picked up cooking recently.

As a result, Mu Congan's face looked dull now, and it felt like he had the same expression no matter what he ate. This made Mo Mo begin to suspect that his cooking skills had deteriorated to the point where only appearance was left behind.

Mo Mo picked up the chopsticks and took a piece of the dish that Mu had picked up from An Gang. He put it into his mouth and tasted it. Isn't this something that should only be found in heaven? Such a delicious dish, the dog-man Mu Cong'an will never make it again.

Mo Mo angrily tried to eat the food she cooked, "You bitch, I'll finish it all, so you can go hungry at night!"

"You... didn't eat at noon?"

The sudden words almost made Mo Mo choke to death at the dinner table.

Mu Cong'an reached out and poured a glass of water for Mo Mo, "Sorry, I couldn't talk during the meal or sleep. I was too abrupt."

Mo Mo waved his hand with difficulty and drank a few sips of water. "It's okay, I don't blame you. I just want to ask, doesn't the food I cook taste good? Why do you feel that your food tastes like chewing gum?"

Mu Cong'an put down his chopsticks after hearing this and wanted to laugh when he saw Mo Mo's face turned red from coughing. He straightened his expression and said, "It's delicious, but I don't really like sweet food. It was Aunt Wu who told you that I like it." Eat something sweet, right? I quite like it, but that was in the past, now... I don’t like it that much."

Mu Cong'an used to like sweet dishes, and was often teased by Mu's mother that children love eating sweets. However, after Mu's death, Mu Cong'an stopped eating sweets.

Mo Mo, who knew part of Mu Congan's experience, nodded and said with a disappointed voice, "I understand."

Mu Cong'an felt sad for a moment when he recalled the experience that he didn't want to recall. He ate the white rice in the bowl in a daze, not knowing how to taste it.

"You don't have to think about me all the time in the future. Just take care of yourself. We just have an ordinary contractual relationship now." After finishing the meal, Mu Cong'an said.

Mo Mo nodded, "I understand, Mr. Mu... Mu Cong'an."

Mu Cong'an always felt that Mo Mo's words were very complicated, but the strange feeling in his heart for several days made Mu Cong'an avoid it, so he had no time to take care of Mo Mo's mood.

After finishing the meal, Mo Mo wanted to go back to the room and continue drawing her clothing design draft, but when she sat on the chair, she thought of what Mu Congan had just said, and felt a little melancholy for a moment.

Mu Cong'an has always politely rejected him, which makes Mo Mo have no courage to take the next step.

But not taking the next step means that the relationship between Bai Wei and Mu Cong'an will always be so frozen, which means that the plot will not progress and will lead to the failure of his mission.

This is the first time Mo Mo has pursued a boy since he was a child. He didn't expect that it would be like this the first time. If he had known it, he would have indulged in more TV series and romance novels.

Now it's so bad that it's almost driving people to death.

Just do it. Mo Mo quickly finished the design draft that she had thought of before and sent it to Kangya. After that, she opened her own drama-watching software and coldly changed the viewing preferences she had set before. Urban romance, and deleted the horror drama that I had downloaded on my phone to relive.

Goodbye, my big ghost and two ghosts.

Goodbye, my youth.

woo woo woo woo.

Mo Mo flipped through those idol dramas one after another, wanting to learn from them seriously, but unfortunately found that she couldn't follow the plots at all.

Just then there was a knock on the door. Mo Mo opened the door and found that it was Aunt Wu. She quickly invited Aunt Wu in and then gently closed the door with a guilty conscience.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Bai, Auntie, I didn't know that Mr. Mu no longer eats sweets, so you have been wronged." Aunt Wu said with an apologetic look.

Of course Mo Mo knew it wasn't Aunt Wu's fault. After all, Mu Cong'an didn't go back to Mu's house much after Mu's mother died. How could Aunt Wu know that Mu Cong'an's taste had changed.

Moreover, he has been Mu Congan's deskmate for so long and still has to ask others.

"Oh, what's wrong, auntie, if you have to apologize, wouldn't it mean that I am even more guilty?" Momo rubbed his hands obscenely in his heart, "Auntie... are you chasing boys? How? For example, like Mr. Mu?"

Aunt Wu was shocked and almost shouted, but luckily Mo Mo stopped her.

"Xiaowei, don't you have a fever? Do you want to pursue Mr. Mu?"

"...Yes, you asked me about his preferences and cooked for him, but you don't seem to be a stoic..."

"But Mr. Mu took you home... this..."

Mo Mo watched nervously as Aunt Wu was muttering alone, for fear that Aunt Wu would say something later, "What are you wishing for?"

But fortunately, Aunt Wu calmed down and said again: "Well, you also know that Mr. Mu is difficult to deal with, and Auntie can't do anything about it, but I can give you a secret book that I kept at the bottom of the box, but I have to look for it again. for you."

Mo Mo seemed to see the hope of saving the world, and excitedly held Aunt Wu's hand, "Thank you, Auntie!"

At night, Mo Mo waited and waited and finally got Aunt Wu's "secret book".

Mo Mo twitched his lips: "Is this your secret book, auntie?"

Aunt Wu nodded with interest: "Yes, yes, let me tell you about this secret book."

……

So Aunt Wu grabbed Mo Mo's hand and told excitedly how Uncle Wu used this secret book to catch her, and how she used this secret book to coax Uncle Wu back when she and Uncle Wu were angry.

Mo Mo was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and picked up the secret book at hand - "Love Words: Teach you how to chase your wife with high emotional intelligence"

"But auntie, what I don't understand is, isn't this a quotation for chasing a wife? I want to chase..."

"Oh, don't worry about this, have you forgotten? What I just said, when your Uncle Wu was angry and wanted to run away from home, I relied on this book to coax him back. Don't worry, speaking of it, you Uncle Wu and Mr. Mu look a bit alike. Hahahaha..."

Mo Mo held Shu Baobao in his arms suspiciously, and sent Aunt Wu out furtively.

When sending Aunt Wu out, Mo Mo bumped into Mu Cong'an who was about to go out. Their eyes met and they were extremely embarrassed for a moment.

Mo Mosan smiled and said hello before retreating to his room.

Oh my god, it was so dangerous. My plan to chase my wife... to chase my husband was almost ruined.