I ran away after picking up a sick baby

The driver didn't dare to accept Su Jing's words, so he quickly turned his head and said to Mo: "Madam, the Lord may need us to go back."

Mo was coaxing Che, not in the mood to talk to Su Jing, so she replied two words: "Hang up."

The driver conveyed Mo's meaning to Su Jing: "My lord, madam asked me to hang up the phone."

"You fucking forgot who is raising you?!" Su Jing yelled at the driver.

Momo heard Su Jing's irritable voice from a distance away.

He frowned, took the phone from the driver, and said, "Take a taxi yourself."

"Come and pick me up now, or I'll come back right away... right away by myself."

In the middle of Su Jinghou's words, he suddenly changed his words when he heard Mo's voice.

"En." Mo Ying finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Listening to the blind tone coming from the receiver, Su Jing felt sullen and wanted to drop the phone, and then endured it.

Bear with it.

In the end, the gas was digested internally.

Mo led Che into the military adviser's mansion.

He led Che to sit on the sofa, raised his hand to touch the other's small face, and said softly, "Do you want to eat something?"

Che shook his head, his voice was a little hoarse: "I don't want to eat yet."

Mo knew that Che was in a bad mood, so she wrapped her arms around Che's waist, hugged Che on her lap, and coaxed: "I'll make you some dessert later."

Che nodded: "En."

After a while, he raised his head and asked in surprise, "Can Mo come in and out of the kitchen at will?"

"Okay." Mo smiled, "What's wrong?"

"I can only go into the kitchen to cook at night, and I can't go into the kitchen at other times. I have to take a shower as soon as I finish cooking."

"why?"

"Because the Lord doesn't like the smell of smoke on my body." Che said, holding down his soft curly hair with both hands, "The Lord smells my hair."

He seemed to still be able to smell the smell from yesterday's palm at this moment. He wrinkled his nose first, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "He despises me for being stinky."

Mo was cute by Che's aggrieved expression.

His red lips raised slightly, revealing a doting arc: "If Li Sheng doesn't like it, you don't have to indulge him."

Che slowly put down his hand: "I dare not be disobedient."

"Don't you feel bored if you don't cook?" Mo stretched out his hand to straighten his tousled hair, "The cooking skills you have practiced for more than ten years are useless, if you say it is useless, it will be useless."

"Yeah." Che leaned his head on Mo's shoulder, and suddenly blushed slightly, "Mo, in fact, except for cooking, the Lord does not allow me to attract him on weekdays. When sleeping with the Lord, he always pinches the I don’t move my waist. I can’t use anything taught by the administrator, so I don’t have confidence.”

After listening to Mo Mo, a slight blush appeared on his face.

He stretched out his arms to hug Che tightly, lowered his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Hmm." Che shyly hid his face in Mo's neck, "That's not the point..."

"Mr. Administrator taught us to serve Alpha, but we are not allowed to do housework, nor are we allowed to use bed skills. I can't find the value of my own existence."

When Che spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller because he lacked confidence.

"There's no need to cater to Li Sheng." Mo said.

"You mean, don't you take the initiative to approach the Lord in the future?"

"Yeah." Mo nodded.

Che asked, "But why?"

"Tell me, what is the purpose of getting close to Alpha?" Mo touched the back of his head.

Che tried hard to recall: "For the sake of having a baby, Mr. taught me before coming here."

"Will Li Sheng give you a baby?"

Che shook his head: "No, I have to drink very bitter medicine every time to prevent pregnancy."

"So Che needs to take the initiative to approach Li Sheng?" Mo asked.

"No need." Che replied smoothly.

"So good." Mo kissed him on his soft face as if rewarding him, "Not everything the administrator teaches is correct, the most important thing is for Che to do things that make him happy."

Che pondered for a while: "I want to prepare three meals a day for the Lord, but the Lord is not happy. How did Mo get Lord Su Jing to allow you to enter the kitchen?"

"This..." Mo was not very clear, "When Su Jing comes back, you can ask him."

"it is good."

At noon, when Mo went into the kitchen to prepare lunch, Che stood at the door hesitating for a while, looked back at the door of the living room many times, and made sure that Li Sheng would not appear suddenly, so he slipped in and worked with Mo.

"It's been a long time since I cooked with you." Mo recalled while chopping vegetables, "In the past, the trading hall held cooking assessments, and our teams always scored first."

Che helped wash the vegetables and rolled his eyes with a smile: "Not only is cooking, Mo is also very good at dancing!"

Hearing Che mention this, Mo suddenly put down what was in his hand, wrapped one hand around Che's waist, and pinched it: "Let me see, are you being lazy again?"

Cheche laughed loudly, and quickly hid aside: "Haha, no..."

"What are you talking about, smiling so happily?" Su Jing's voice came from behind the two, causing Mo and Che to look back at the same time.

Mo slowly withdrew the hand that was on Che's body, and said in a cold voice, "It's nothing."

Su Jing saw Mo's actions.

His eyes lingered on Mo and Che, and he knew that the relationship between the two was not normal, but when he really saw the intimacy between them, Su Jing still couldn't help feeling sour.

He came back by taxi alone, but Mo was in the kitchen and Che Qingqing, it was too much...

"Lord Su Jing." Che stood still and greeted.

"If Li Sheng comes to pick you up, you can go back." Su Jing leaned against the door and said, "He is not sincere to Ye Chu, but there are some things that are inconvenient for you to know."

"When will Li Sheng drive Ye Chu away, and when will I return Che?" Mo answered first, turned his back to Su Jing, and continued to chop vegetables.

"You take care of their family affairs vigorously." The contrast between his attitude towards himself and Che made Su Jing a little angry.

"You go out." Mo didn't want to quarrel with Su Jing in front of Che, so these three words came out unexpectedly.

Su Jing looked at his slender and thin back for a while, and then at Che who looked innocent and well-behaved.

Fuck, when will Li Sheng come to get people away?

Damn, it's like a rival in love, it's an eyesore.

Ten minutes later, Che and Mo brought the dishes to the table.

Su Jing pulled away the chair for Mo, but Mo turned and pulled away the chair on his left, allowing Che to sit beside him.

"Why are you like this?" Su Jing said dissatisfied, "His seat is where I usually sit."

"I, I'll sit over there." As soon as Che's butt touched the chair, he immediately stood up because of Su Jing's words, and stepped back awkwardly to make room for Su Jing.

Su Jing's eyes shifted to Che, who was flustered and apologetic, which made people feel a little unbearable.

"You sit and you sit." Su Jing sighed helplessly, "It's Mrs. Guoxiang anyway, how can I compete with you."

Che shook his head, nervously grabbed the clothes beside him, embarrassed to step forward.

"I was just joking." Su Jing said, raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, "Don't look outside."

Mo Mo stretched out his hand to pull Che back to sit next to him, and when he looked at Su Jing again, his eyes were filled with irritability.

Seeing Shangmo's cold gaze, Su Jing was startled: "Why..."

"Let's eat." Mo looked away, and took the initiative to pick up vegetables for Che, "Che, this is your favorite candied lotus root."

"Thank you, Mo." Che immediately put the emotions behind him, stuffed lotus root slices into his mouth, and smiled happily.

Seeing this, Su Jing passed his own bowl forward: "Do I have a share?"

"You don't have hands?" After Mo returned, she took a spoonful of soup and put it on her lips to cool it down.

He was about to drink it, but Su Jing who came over suddenly took the spoon in his mouth and swallowed the whole soup.

When it was over, he said, "It tastes good."

Mo frowned.

"You two have such a good relationship." Che licked off the sugar stains on his lips, enviously.

"Thank you, thank you." Su Jing thanked him cheekily, ignoring his conscience, "I don't know Mo from you."

Mo Mo didn't want to talk to Su Jing, he scooped up the soup for himself again, and asked Che, "Why do you say that?"

Che lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "It's very natural and relaxed between you two."

"Where are you and Li Sheng?" Su Jing became interested, "What is his state when he is alone with you?"

Che took a mouthful of rice, chewed it a few times and swallowed it down: "My lord likes to feed me."

Su Jing showed an expression of distaste for Che showing affection in front of him: "In your situation, are you sincere when you say you envy me and Mo?"

"It's sincere, because the master always puts a lot of dishes that I don't like." Che added, "I dare not say no to eating, I'm afraid he will get angry."

"That's true." Su Jing agreed, "I'm usually afraid of him getting angry, it's terribly scary."

"Lord Su Jing," after two sentences, Che was less flustered when talking to Su Jing, "Many people told me that only servants would enter the kitchen in the Northern Empire, why are you willing to accept letting Mo cook?"

"Can I not let him into the kitchen?" Su Jing glanced at Mo Mo, "I won't let him, he can not say a word to me for a whole day."

"So that's how it is." Che felt as if he understood something.

"Let me tell you, if Li Sheng doesn't do things according to your wishes in the future, you don't care about him." Su Jing especially wanted to see Li Sheng's deflated appearance, so he came up with a bad idea on purpose, "This trick will try everything."

But Che listened carefully.

"Why... it will work if Mo ignores you?" Che asked.

"Because I want to listen to him." Su Jing said honestly, "Think about it, if Mo ignores you, will you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable." Che didn't dare to think about it, "If Mo ignores me, I will be very sad."

"No." Mo answered, "How could I not understand Che?"

Che burst out laughing: "Yeah!"

Before he could take back his smile at Mo, a dark shadow suddenly appeared from the corner of his vision.The familiar powerful aura forced him to turn his head to look over.

The moment he met the gaze of the person who came up, Che's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he whispered: "My lord..."

Before Li Sheng stretched out his hand to grab Che, Mo stopped Che behind: "What are you doing?"

Li Sheng's eyes were gloomy: "Ye Chu has already left the Prime Minister's mansion, you have no right to stop me from taking Che away now. Get out of the way!"

Mo slightly opened his eyes wide: "You didn't lie to me?"

Li Sheng smiled disdainfully, obviously impatient to continue answering Mo's meaningless questions.

He walked around Mo, hugged Che from the seat, and his voice was full of oppression that did not allow the other party to resist at all: "Go home."