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Naturally, Fang Yiran couldn't make the decision for Fang Mo, so he turned his head to look at Fang Mo with a questioning look.

"Being a model? Like Zhou Yan?" Fang Mo asked curiously. In his impression, the model only knows Zhou Yan. Although he always likes to come to the master, he also plots against the master, which is very annoying.

"That's right, you will definitely be as famous as Zhou Shao in the future, no, maybe more famous than him."

Fang Yiran nodded with a smile, "Well, like him, do you want to do it?" Since Fang Mo is a human being, he can't follow him like a little tail all day long. It's not bad to find him a job, is he a model? , It's quite good, not only is it an industry I'm familiar with, but with Fang Mo's conditions, it shouldn't be difficult to become a little famous, not to mention popular, but if he really plans to enter the industry, he has to teach him well so that He figured out the situation, those unspoken rules in the industry were not allowed to sneak up on Fang Mo's head, he didn't even know he was eaten by someone with his naivety... No, it's better to check it out for yourself.

"Master... are you together too?" Fang Mo almost wanted to call the master, but when he realized that someone was there, Fang Yiran refused to call and changed his words.

"I'm a designer, so I can't usually be with you, but it looks like we will be together the last time we went outside to shoot a catwalk show." Fang Yiran patiently explained to him.

"Will you wear clothes designed by you?" Fang Mo asked again.

Fang Yiran was stunned for a while, and said with a smile, "I only design women's clothes, so you can't wear them naturally."

"No way." Fang Mo muttered, disgusted, the clothes designed by the master have to be worn by others, um, fortunately Zhou Yan doesn't have to wear them either, since he can't follow the master, he shook his head firmly without thinking, "Then I Don't be a model."

The scout was in a hurry, and quickly persuaded: "Don't rush to make a decision, think about it again, or ask the chief teacher to take you to see what the models usually do, understand, maybe you will be interested?"

No matter how much he persuaded, Fang Mo just shook his head, and the man looked at Fang Yiran for help, hoping that he could say good things to persuade him, Fang Yiran would naturally not force him, since he didn't like it, he wouldn't do it, and he wasn't waiting for Fang Mo to make money To support the family.

"Then if you change your mind, you can contact me at any time." The scout reluctantly left.

"Don't you really want to be a model?" Fang Yiran and Fang Mo asked again as they walked home slowly, holding hands.

Fang Mo thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't want to. Do you want me to be a model?"

If Fang Yiran nodded, Fang Mo would definitely go, Fang Yiran said with a smile: "It depends on what you like, if you like it, you can go, if you don't like it, you don't have to go, this kind of thing is up to you to decide, but if you decide to do it, I will help you naturally, you can also try it first, if you don’t like it, just don’t do it.”

"Oh." Fang Mo nodded, and added, "I only like being with you."

Fang Yiran was taken aback by Fang Mo's sudden confession, and looked at him blankly, and then thought about it, but it was wrong. Fang Mo probably didn't mean that, but just wanted to follow his master like a simple dog, and he was pampered and accompanied by him. I mean, it can't be the kind of love talk between couples... Fang Yiran smiled helplessly, being with Fang Mo really had to deal with his emergencies at any time, and exercise one's heart.

At the moment Fang Mo said, in fact, Fang Yiran was moved for a moment. Isn't people looking for someone who can accompany him? Like Fang Mo, he is so attached to himself, as if he can't live without himself, it is impossible for him not to be moved... If he is the one who can always be with him, it would be good, at least if Zhou Yan and Fang Mo If he had to choose between them, Fang Yiran would definitely choose Fang Mo.

Knowing that he didn't mean that, Fang Yiran stroked his hair with a smile, "Stupid dog."

Fang Mo didn't understand how stupid he would be if he wanted to be with him...

"Are you hungry, let's go eat something and then go home?" Fang Yiran didn't want to get entangled in this topic, so he changed the subject.

"Hungry!" Sure enough, when Fang Mo heard that there was something to eat, he immediately stopped pestering him. Well, anyway, he just wanted to be with his master, and even if he refused to let him, he still had to follow him!The master is so gentle and soft-hearted, he will definitely not be willing to drive him away, so it doesn't matter if he agrees or not.

Single-cell biological thinking is actually very simple...

"What do you want to eat? Meaty bones?" Fang Yiran already understood, anyway, this meaty bone is Fang Mo's favorite, and every time he is asked what he eats, it must be this.

"Can we go home to eat?" Fang Mo didn't want to answer directly this time, but wanted to go home for dinner.

"The refrigerator at home is empty, let's go to the restaurant to eat." Besides, he is physically and mentally exhausted now, and he has no intention of cooking at all. Of course, Fang Yiran didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Oh..." Fang Mo agreed sullenly.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Fang Mo didn't have this expression when he heard You Chi in the past, so Fang Yiran naturally asked strangely.

Fang Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll make it for you when I get home, can't I?"

ah?So that's what he meant... Fang Yiran scratched his head, so he wanted to make it for himself?He thought he wanted to cook for him by himself, but his feelings were reversed, "Can you cook?" Fang Yiran asked uncertainly, just as he asked, he remembered that he seemed to have eaten Fang Mo's cooking. …The meal that was inexplicably placed on the table after he ruined his lunch with Zhou Yan should have been made by Fang Mo...

Sure enough, Fang Mo nodded eagerly, "Yes, I can do it. I can make soup with meat and bones."

Fang Yiran's black line, but in the end it still didn't leave the fleshy bones...

Since Fang Mo was going to show off his cooking skills, Fang Yiran had no reason to object. Anyway, Labor was not him. The two abducted them to the supermarket and bought some vegetables. Of course, the most important thing was to buy meat and bones. To be honest, Fang Yiran watched the supermarket selling meat The place is full of meat and bones. I'm afraid that Fang Mo will rush to his favorite meat and bones if he can't control it...

Bought a bunch of straight bones, fan bones and went back to make soup, Fang Yiran watched Fang Mo busy at the kitchen door, reminding him what to do from time to time.Fang Yiran knew from Fang Mo's posture that he didn't know how to cook. What he said he could cook probably meant that he could cook food well. It's good to be able to cook well, Fang Yiran doesn't force it, it's better than those young ladies who can't even tell the difference between salt and sugar.

On the one hand, the meat and bone soup has to be boiled slowly, and it is left alone. Anyway, at the worst, it takes 2 to 3 hours to produce the umami taste. In fact, the real bone soup needs to be boiled for several days. Boil crisp, the bone color is gray and dark, and the fat and nutrition are exhausted. At this time, the soup is clear and oily.But I don’t have this condition at home, I drink the soup first, and then cook the rest slowly...

Let the soup boil, Fang Yiran taught Fang Mo how to cook other dishes, and finally in the kitchen, Fang Yiran instructed Fang Mo to cook, how to thicken the sauce, how to cut the meat, Fang Yiran spoke, and Fang Mo did it.The two of them really are one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer. Fang Mo is being instructed to work hard, and he enjoys it. From time to time, Fang Yiran smirks at the door. He is obedient, and Fang Yiran, a lazy person, can cook with just his mouth, so he is naturally happy and relaxed.

Don’t tell me, it’s the chef’s command. In the end, Xiaoba’s dishes are really good in both taste and appearance. A bowl of shad in soy sauce is fragrant and delicious; a bowl of shrimp mixed with fungus is bright in color. , light and refreshing; a bowl of tofu stuffed with meat, soft and nutritious; finally there is a bowl of boiled bone soup so fragrant that Fang Mo will drool while cooking.

It’s just that Fang Yiran was a little dizzy when he saw a table full of meat dishes. He didn’t pay attention to it just now, but he taught Fang Mo to make it when he saw what materials were available. No, it's all meat... I did it, forget it, next time I will teach Fang Mo not to eat only meat dishes.

"Is it delicious, is it delicious?" Fang Yiran just took a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth, Fang Mo couldn't wait to ask, his expression was like a puppy eager to ask for credit, Fang Yiran couldn't help but laugh, no good It's delicious to eat.

"Well, it's delicious, you can try it too." Fang Yiran picked up a piece of tofu stuffed with meat and brought it to Fang Mo's mouth.

Fang Mo swallowed it whole in one gulp, puffed out his cheeks, and nodded vigorously, "Mmmmm, it's delicious."

I've never seen him so cheeky boasting that his cooking is delicious, Fang Yiran smiled, and reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth with Gorgon juice.

Fang Mo honestly and unceremoniously licked Fang Yiran's fingers again, and before Fang Yiran pulled back his hand to scold him, he continued, "It's all taught by the master."

Hey, he has learned how to flatter. When he said this, Fang Yiran was naturally embarrassed to scold him and licked his fingers, so he just said something about eating.

"I'll cook it for you from now on, okay?" Fang Mo looked at Fang Yiran anxiously and asked, almost wagging his tail to please his master.

Fang Yiran was stunned again. Could it be that Fang Mo particularly likes doing housework?If it were Fang Yiran who cooked for others every day, he, a lazy person, would have given up his burden long ago, but Fang Mo still rushed forward by himself, asking to cook for him?It's really strange...

But it’s good for someone to cook, lest you go to a restaurant full of MSG dishes. As for the craft, just teach him more. Fang Yiran nodded and agreed, but he had to make it clear to Fang Mo, "You want to eat Meat is fine, but vegetables must be included in every meal."

"... Oh." Fang Mo was overjoyed at first, and the master agreed, but when he heard that he wanted to eat vegetables, he was worried again, and reluctantly agreed.

Fang Yiran saw that Fang Mo's ears seemed to be drooping, so he couldn't help pinching his earlobes and rubbing them, teasing him, "Remember, otherwise I'll feed you dog food."

Fang Mo's face was even more bitter. Dog food was so disgusting, it had no taste at all, and it was so unpalatable. Not to mention that there was no way to cook delicious food, even cooking it himself was better than dog food.

Seeing Fang Mo's bitter face resenting the dog food, Fang Yiran thought it was really cute, leaned over, and kissed him on his pouting lips, which was regarded as comforting.

Fang Mo wanted to return the kiss, but Fang Yiran had already left, so he couldn't help but dissatisfied and said: "I want to kiss too." Then, with Fang Yiran's dumbfounded expression, he gave him a big kiss, which was regarded as returning the kiss...