Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

Knocked, knocked, if this is not love, what is the reason for it?

When the pear CP banner will never fall!

Of course, Aunt Guan couldn't possibly understand such fashionable terms, but anyway, the shock in her heart was similar to this.

"Where's the pot?"

Mo Shiting couldn't find a small pot to cook noodles anywhere, so he asked Aunt Guan.

Aunt Guan quickly restrained her aunt's smile from the corner of her mouth, turned around and walked to a wall-mounted drawer, and took out a small pot.

He was about to wash the pot for him, but Mo Shiting stopped him, "I'll do it myself."

Since he promised to cook noodles for Gu Li to eat, he must do it himself.

Seeing this, Aunt Guan said "yes" again and again, and slapped CP even more happily.

No, no, she must report to the old man early in the morning.

Mo Shiting didn't have time to pay attention to Aunt Guan's gossip. He took out his phone, searched for videos about cooking noodles, clicked on one that was pleasing to the eye, and learned while watching.

A smart person can learn everything quickly, and of course it will not be difficult for him to cook noodles.

However, the appearance of this pot of noodles is far less beautiful than the one in the video.

With the comparison, Mo Shiting was very dissatisfied.

Aunt Guan kindly encouraged him: "Young Master, it's your first time cooking, and it's already very good to be able to do it like this. Cooking is more about the heart and taste, and the appearance is not important. Moreover, the food shot in this video, All with the filter that you young people often talk about these days. Well, yes, that's it."

"Yes?"

Mo Shiting frowned. He took a spoon and tasted it. He found that the taste was really good, so he gave up the idea of ​​doing it all over again.

After all, he didn't want Gu Li to wait too long.

You're done, a bowl of fragrant vegetable and egg noodles is freshly baked.

Aunt Guan helped him get a tray.

Mo Shiting put the bowl of noodles on it himself, and then went upstairs with the tray.

Aunt Guan watched him leave, smiling from ear to ear.

If she said that she was just guessing, now, she is 100% sure that this side is cooked for the young lady.

…

the other side.

In order to reduce the swelling in his mouth, Gu Li quietly slipped into the gym when Mo Shiting came downstairs.

There is a refrigerator with a variety of beverages, purified water, and ice cubes and ice packs.

Gu Li picked up an ice pack and ran back to the house quickly.

Afraid of being laughed at by Mo Shiting, she secretly hid in the bathroom.

There were no chairs in it, so she simply sat on the toilet, looking in the mirror and rubbing her mouth, while going to the toilet.

Hey, fortunately, it didn't swell into sausages, otherwise, he wouldn't be allowed to kiss him in the future.

Has this man been a little too intense recently?

A kiss can gnaw her like this, if you do something like that, wouldn't it be...

Uh uh uh…

Gu Li shuddered, inexplicably felt a little pain there, and didn't dare to think about it.

Xu was thinking too much, she didn't even know Mo Shiting entered the house.

until-

"Gu Li?"

"It's time to eat noodles."

Seeing that the bathroom sliding door was not closed tightly, Mo Shiting walked over and pulled the door open.

"Gu..."

He thought she was washing her face, but unexpectedly, the image that caught his eye made him slightly startled, and her name was stuck in his throat.

"Ah—why did you open the door?"

Gu Li was also startled, and subconsciously hid the ice cubes.

But on second thought, they were all caught, and it was too late to hide.

So, he simply stood up, walked to him, raised his head, and said without changing his face: "I didn't expect the effect of ice compresses to be so good, take a look, isn't my mouth so swollen?"

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