Chapter 180 (1/2)

She didn't finish the bowl of noodles she cooked in the afternoon. She only ate a small part of them. Later, her inspiration burst out suddenly, and she was painting all the time and forgot to eat them.

Now it has solidified into a ball, and it's not delicious.

Wen Yiyi stood up from the ground, because he sat cross legged for a long time, his legs were numb, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

She stamped her feet, and when the numbness on her legs was gone, she picked up their bowls and went to the kitchen to cook.

Mo Xiuchen noticed that she left, raised her eyes and looked in her direction. Wen Yiyi had already stood in front of the stove with a small pink apron around her waist and began to wash rice for cooking.

The light of the kitchen sprinkled on her white and soft face, which softened the lines of her side face.

Mo Xiuchen looked at it, and suddenly there was a kind of Years of quiet good feeling, just want to go on like this.

He narrowed his eyes, and the words of Mo Qingling flashed in his mind again. It was not easy to suppress the impulse to fall in love with her.

Mo Xiu Chen wrung eyebrow, shook to shake head, the idea in the brain shakes off, lower head continues to see a document.

At nine o'clock, Wen Yiyi made three dishes and one soup and came out of the kitchen.

Looking at someone who is still working, Wen Yiyi bites his lip and shouts to him: ”Mo Xiuchen, come here for dinner.”

Mo Xiu Chen nods, light ground ”Er” a, put the document that did not finish reading in the hand on the tea table, get up, walked toward the dining table over there.

After a simple meal, Mo Xiuchen went to work again. He piled up too much. He was busy until two o'clock in the morning, and there was still more than half left.

Time is already very late, Mo Xiuchen also did not look, went back to the bedroom, Wen Yiyi had already washed to sleep, the bedside lamp is still on, like a lamp specially reserved for him.