Are you dating online, miss?

Holding a bunch of things in his arms, Mo Yiyi stood for a while, put the scarf and facial mask on the dining table, leaving behind the two thin rectangular paper boxes.

After thinking about it, she spit out: "...how do you know?"

He Lu's eyes lit up: "Is it the right purchase?"

The tone was a little smug.

"..."

The focus is wrong.

Mo Yiyi was in a complicated mood for a moment. He lowered his eyes and looked at the carton. The packaging designed by the brand is very elegant and the texture is good. I haven't seen Bra yet, but it should be good.

It's just a Bra, she really didn't expect it to be such a private and intimate thing.

If she hadn't known that He Lu was a straight daughter, she would have almost thought it was a blatant tease.

"The leader took me to go shopping together to bring things for my family. This is what her cousin wanted. The leader strongly recommended it. I touched the material and it was very comfortable. I bought two sets myself and brought them for you. I was worried that it would be wrong. It would be too embarrassing if I bought the wrong size, hehe, but I was lucky, and I guessed your size right, it’s amazing.”

Mo Yiyi slightly raised his eyelids.

The girl in front of her had clear eyebrows and eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes looked at her like clear spring water in a mountain stream, she had a clear view, frank and frank, at most mixed with a little bit of joy, pride and a little bit of anticipation of guessing the right size A small expectation of praise.

No trace of love can be seen.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but there was something stuck in her heart that couldn't get rid of it.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Seeing Mo Yiyi looking at him, He Lu subconsciously touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

"No." Mo Yiyi turned his face away, put down the two cardboard boxes in his hand, and stacked up several things in a leisurely manner, "I was just thinking about what is left at home, what kind of noodles should I make."

"Then I'll help you."

He Lu unbuttoned his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, and followed her into the kitchen.

"It's just noodles." Mo Yiyi took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, turned around and saw her rolling up her sleeves, as if she was going to do a big job, and couldn't laugh or cry, "What do you want to do, you go out and play."

"……Uh."

He Lu's sleeves were all rolled up to his elbows, and the two white and thin arms exposed were awkwardly hanging in the air.

She walked over to her side in small steps, but she was still embarrassed to just go out and lie down and wait for the noodles to come out of the pot.

"Shall I chop the green onions for you?" She just reached out to reach for the chopped green onions.

Suddenly, two fingers joined together dropped down from the back of the hand and tapped lightly.

"Carefully cut off the hand again."

The word "again" is very spiritual.

He Lu froze for a moment, turned his head, and remembered the voice he had cut his hands to send to her a long time ago, his fair face suddenly turned pale, and said angrily: "How long has it been and you are still making fun of me? That was really an accident, an accident with a very low probability, in fact, I am really good at it.”

Mo Yiyi added water to the pot, pressed his fingers on the panel a few times, and the flames sprang up.

While nodding casually: "Well, I believe it."

"..."

It's too fast to be sincere.

It's not difficult to make noodles, just boil the water, cut some side dishes and seasonings, and wait for the noodles to be cooked.

It seems that there is really no need to force it.

After Mo Yiyi finished washing the dishes, he saw that the girl stood there awkwardly with her arms hanging down, looking at the kitchen counter with longing eyes, but she didn't move.

She sighed slightly, this honest child, I had to find something for her to do.

There are usually not many things in the house, but she tidies up very diligently when she lives here, it is very tidy and not messy at all.

She thought about it carefully: "There is a small cardboard box in the study room. I bought the book on Amazon last week. I forgot to leave it there and put it on the shelf for me, okay?"

"Okay!" He Lu's eyes lit up immediately, he agreed very quickly, and turned around to go out.

"and many more."

"What else is there?" She stood still, thinking that she had other orders, and turned her head to look back at the kitchen.

Mo Yiyi wiped his hands with a dry towel, walked over, and stretched out his hand to touch the exposed slender arm, which felt a little cold.

With the warm palms on the skin, He Lu was slightly taken aback, and stood obediently on the spot, watching her pull down the high-rolled sleeves little by little with lowered eyes, and said in a low voice while pulling:

"A bad stomach may cause a cold, you..."

Mo Yiyi made sure that his arms were covered, and raised his head to give her a gentle smile.

"—Don't show your arms just because there is heating in the room."

Her smile was too dazzling, and her eyes seemed to melt into tiny fragments of light in the bright light of the ceiling.

He Lu slightly staggered his gaze.

Those strange feelings in my heart popped up again.

A little uncomfortable, a little embarrassed, and a little shy.

He Lu felt as if he had returned to the fitting room of the New York shopping mall, and suddenly recalled the moment when he felt in Mo Yiyi's arms in front of the mirror.

She tried to pretend it was nothing.

——It was nothing at all.

The friendship between girls is always close.

When I was a student, you waited for me and I waited for you, and we went to the toilet together.The university and roommates went on a trip. In order to take care of the two of the more ordinary families, the four girls only booked a standard room with two small beds.

What's more, it was just that their arms were touched, and it was not unusual for them to go shopping with Fang Yun and Zhao Ziyi, arm in arm.

"...Then I'll go out and sort out the books."

After she finished speaking, she left the kitchen, her footsteps slipped so fast that she almost fled.

The apartment is a simple two-bedroom apartment. The study room is an open design, not big, behind the connecting line between the living room and the dining room.

As soon as He Lu stepped in, he was startled by the wall of books so that his footsteps stopped. A square grid bookcase was embedded in the huge wall, and all kinds of books were neatly placed, classified into categories, from large to small.

This is the study of the goddess!

She was thinking excitedly, her eyes flicked along the grids of the book wall one by one, marveling at Mo Yiyi's volume, it was amazing.

Some people use books as decoration when decorating a house, trying to create a cultural and elegant tone.I was amazed when I first saw it, but if I looked carefully, the book cover might still be there.

Mo Yiyi's study is obviously not.

The book in the grid, the spine of the book seems to have traces of flipping through the books, it has been read, and it is not just for decoration or dismantling, flipping through it and throwing it aside to collect dust.

He Lu stood in front of the huge book wall, his eyes were serious, and his figure looked small.Through this wall, it seems that I vaguely understand the sentence a little more.

"What are you stunned for?"

Mo Yiyi made the noodles and took them to the dining room. He Lu stood silently in the study, his slender neck slightly straightened, so focused that he didn't even notice her approaching.

It wasn't until he opened his mouth that He Lu trembled slightly as if he was frightened, turned his face and grinned at her, pointed to the book wall, and admired enviously: "I really like this kind of book wall, it feels like I have the whole book wall when I look at it." world, causing great comfort."

"The noodles are ready, let's eat first." Almost everyone who came to her house said this, and Mo Yiyi was used to it.

He Lu responded, turned his footsteps, and his eyes just fell on the package at the foot of the table, and he was suddenly embarrassed: "Uh, I was so busy admiring your study that I forgot my business."

Mo Yiyi followed the direction of her finger, looked down, and smiled nonchalantly.

"Eat it, don't worry, the noodles should be lumpy."

The noodles are very simple, they are common tomato and egg noodles, although they are simple, they are Mo Yiyi's best, and he often makes them by himself on weekdays.It's not a luxurious face, but it must be handy.

Sure enough, when He Lu smelled the fragrance and met him, he squinted his eyes in the wafting heat and sighed contentedly: "It smells so good!"

She sat down, picked up her chopsticks and smiled at Mo Yiyi: "I'm ready to eat."

In fact, frankly speaking, He Lu was not very hungry at this time, and had eaten airplane meals on the plane.

But Mo Yiyi's tomato and egg noodles are really good. The bright red tomato is sliced ​​into thin slices, and there is a layer of fresh and tender egg flowers.

In less than 10 minutes, she ate a whole bowl of noodles, with her left hand resting comfortably on her stomach, only missing a hiccup. This dinner was extremely complete.

No compliment is more pleasing to a cook than this look.

Mo Yiyi got up to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, but He Lu quickly snatched them away. She quickly piled the two bowls together and threw them to a hurried figure behind her.

"—I'll do the dishes!"

Mo Yiyi was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled, what are you doing so fast, he won't snatch her.

She simply cleaned up the dining table, walked to the study, and started to unpack the boxes sent by Amazon, when she heard He Lu's cell phone ringing halfway.

The kitchen is designed in a Chinese and Western style, semi-open, and the apartment is not big. You don't need to pay attention to what the girl says, and it's easy to hear the words without uttering the words.

"Dinning with friends, it's been a while since I got off the plane...Well, the business trip went smoothly, but I'm a little tired, so I won't be so tired."

"Girl, where are you thinking? You're really a girl. Mom, why do you sound so disappointed to me? You were worried that I was dating a guy just now... No, really not."

"Well, I'll be back after talking to my friend, and I have the key. Okay, goodbye."

Mo Yiyi let out a light breath as he sorted the books into the grid with his back turned.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

After He Lu washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen, he followed him to unpack the express delivery, only to find that the package had already been unpacked.

"Have you dismantled it?"

"Yeah." Mo Yiyi turned around and clapped his hands, "Is your mother calling?"

He Lu received the express carton and the bubbles that were removed, and nodded: "I told her about the flight, and she knew that I had already got off the plane and called to ask about it."

"She treasures you very much, afraid that you will be abducted?"

He Lu paused, his face shy, and he was very embarrassed: "You heard it all, my mother is like this, urging me to find a partner every day, and worrying about whether I have fallen in love secretly when there is trouble, nervous Who is the person I'm looking for, hey." She touched her forehead, pinned her ear hair, "She also said that I have been playing with my mobile phone all the time recently, and asked me if I am in an online relationship."

Mo Yiyi chuckled lightly.

"You're still laughing." He Lu stared at her accusingly, "I've been chatting with you every day, and she didn't believe me when I said it was a girl, and said I had a ghost in my heart."

"what do you say?"

Mo Yiyi tilted his head, opened the desk drawer, bent down slightly, his long hair was scattered on one side, and the tip of the hair bent against the elegant shoulder and neck, slid down, and then fell down softly.

He Lu's eyes were inexplicably attracted by this small strand of hair, staring at it, unconsciously: "Huh?"

There was a soft "click".

Mo Yiyi found the pen, closed the drawer, and leaned against the edge of the table.Holding the pen in one hand, he tapped lightly on the palm of the other hand, met He Lu's gaze, tilted his head, and pursed his lips.

"—Is there a ghost in your heart?"