Mr. Mo smells so good

Chu Qing chatted back and forth with Shen Yan with his mobile phone in his arms, and also talked about the last time he texted Cang Ye, and learned that Cang Ye didn't even eat dinner because of this, Song Yi almost went to Kneel on the washboard.

The two chatted for more than an hour, and finally Shen Yan said that these two days would be left to him. Chu Qing put down the phone in satisfaction, went to the kitchen, and went to the kitchen while humming a tune. The two roasted lamb legs I went out to buy haven't been made yet, so I just have a roasted lamb leg tonight.

He took out the leg of lamb and tidied it up briefly. He glanced at his watch and found that it was almost four o'clock. The man hadn't come down yet. Normally, his lunch break would not exceed three o'clock at the latest. What's going on today?

Sick?Thinking of this, Chu Qing hastily put down the leg of lamb in his hand, hurriedly washed his hands without even coming, wiped his apron in a hurry, and went upstairs in three steps at a time, without even knocking on the door, directly rushed to the in the bedroom.

The picture in front of him made him pause, because the man was sitting in front of the bed and knocking on the computer. When Mo Yuhui heard the door being knocked open suddenly, he raised his head in shock and saw the man standing by the door in an apron. Thinking something happened, I quickly leaned up and asked him

"What happened to Xiaoqing?"

Only then did Chu Qing come back to his senses, and walked forward speechlessly, muttering a few words

"It's nothing, I thought you didn't go down at this point, so I thought something was wrong with you."

It was only then that Mo Yuhui realized that he was worried about himself, and his smile softened a little.

"It's okay, I just had a call and need to deal with a few urgent emails."

"Then, go ahead, I'm going to cook."

Chu Qing also felt a little embarrassed by his inexplicable rushing up, and rubbed his hand on his apron again before turning around and leaving.

Looking at his back, the smile on Mo Yuhui's lips became more and more obvious, he raised his hand to put away the computer and planned to go downstairs.

Chu Qing continued to go back to the kitchen to fight with his leg of lamb. The more he thought about what happened just now, the more he felt ashamed. Forget it, as long as he is fine, he will definitely knock on the door before going in next time.

Mo Yuhui went downstairs, looked into the kitchen and saw that young man was packing up the leg of lamb with rough movements, muttering in his mouth, he was a little funny, walked in and asked a question

"Having leg of lamb tonight?"

Chu Qing was taken aback, turned around and saw that this person had already walked over

"Ah, yes, I just saw that the leg of lamb I bought last time in the refrigerator hasn't been cooked yet. Let's roast the leg of lamb tonight."

"Okay, there should be a bottle of kumiss at home, do you want to drink it?"

Mo Yuhui looked down at the leg of lamb, which was just the right size for roasting and eating. He couldn't help but think of the kumiss brought by someone at home last time, and asked him in a tone as if teasing a child.

Sure enough, after hearing the wine, Young Master Chu regained his spirits

"You still have kumiss? Where is that?"

"I'll go find it for you."

After talking, Mo Yuhui turned around and went to find wine for the little guy. There was a wine cabinet at home, but it was filled with some red wine and some vintage white wine. He remembered that the bottle of kumiss seemed to be put in his study, Mo It was rare for him to rummage through boxes and cabinets in order to find something, and finally found the bottle of kumiss in a cabinet in the study, and quickly took it out to show the child.

Chu Qing saw that the man came over with a sickle-shaped wine bag. He really hadn’t drunk kumiss, but this thing looked like it was on the grassland when it was packaged, so he quickly took it and looked around.

"Why do you have this kind of wine?"

I couldn't help asking, this person doesn't look like someone who would buy this kind of kumiss

"It was given by a company shareholder once, and his hometown is on the grassland side."

Mo Yuhui tossed and tossed for a long time to find this wine, leaning on the kitchen bar, sat on a stool and talked to him.

Chu Qing couldn't help but look at him teasingly.

"It's not bad. Someone will give you a watch and someone will give you wine. If you don't do anything, you can eat and drink without worrying about it for a year. Why doesn't anyone give me that?"

At the end, Mo Yuhui couldn't help laughing because his tone was a little aggrieved

"Well, I'll give you whatever you lack."

"Really?"

"real."

"That said, I'm quite a failure. Now I judge a man's success by having a car and a house. Look at me, the house is a small apartment with a few dozen square meters, and the car is 10,000+. It was five years ago Do you think it's miserable?"

What he said was serious, and he looked at the opposite person with his little fox eyes open.

Mo Yuhui nodded in a vague manner.

"Well, it's pretty miserable."

When Chu Qing saw that there was something going on, he wiped his hand on the apron and put his paw on the man's arm. He looked very cute

"Look, you must have quite a lot of houses, why don't you consider giving me one?"

Mo Yuhui lowered his eyes slightly, sighed lightly and said

"Does Xiaoqing not want to live here?"

As soon as Chu Qing heard it, he knew that this person had misunderstood.

"No, no, I just said it casually."

Mo Yuhui looked at it and smiled lightly. He would give anything he wanted, let alone a house.

"There are several houses in our city. You can choose them. When the heavy snow passes, if you don't want to live here, you can move."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Mo Yuhui's eyes were a bit reluctant. He had never thought about this child being with him during this period of time. If he didn't want to stay, he would naturally let him go. I'm afraid it would be a problem to mention the house today. He must have had enough time, he felt uncomfortable, and his body also became noisy.

Hearing what he said, Chu Qing's face turned pale and he knew that this person really misunderstood, and he did not mention any house for nothing. He just didn't like him showing such a disappointed and reluctant look.

Now shake his arm

"I didn't say I was leaving. I was alone wherever I went, but if you have a mansion in the city to wait for the heavy snow to pass, we can live there for a few days."

There is still a little bit of excitement in the tone of speaking

When Mo Yuhui heard that he was talking about us, he smiled slightly. Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, he felt comfortable after hearing it.

"Tell me about you. No matter how well-built your house is, it's just a suburban area. If you want to show off, no one comes to see it. Look at the luxury houses in the city, they're just the ones with tens of millions and hundreds of square meters. That kind of thing, if you look at that community, the security guards and cleaners are all handsome men and beautiful women, and there are people who are envious and jealous when entering and leaving the community."

After speaking, Chu Qing looked up at the man

"Do you have that kind of house?"

Seeing that the young man's eyes were almost stark, Mo Yuhui nodded helplessly.

"Have."

"Then what are you waiting for? I want the most expensive one. We'll move there when the snow passes. I want to drive a Bentley around the neighborhood ten times a day to make them envious."

Mo Yuhui helped his forehead helplessly, and it was rare for him to make fun of him

"Most likely they won't envy your behavior. They will think that you are a poor man getting rich."

The author says:

This chapter is sweet

Mr. Mo is looking for kumiss all over the house in order to please the children

In fact, Xiao Chu has subconsciously regarded the place where Mr. Mo is at home as his home.

But Mr. Mo still doesn't feel safe. When he asked for a house, he thought he was going to move out, but Chu Gouzi didn't have a dog at all this time.

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