Chapter 204

After working overtime for more than a week, Qin Shu finally prepared all the materials Yang te gave her.

It's hard to get off work on time. Back to the old man, Qin Shu plans to make a rich dinner in person, which not only rewards her hard work, but also makes the old man happy.

Qin Shu knows that the old man likes her cooking very much.

"Well, I'll have the ingredients ready for you." When the old man heard that she was going to cook in person, he was too happy to close his mouth. He quickly asked the kitchen to prepare the ingredients Qin Shu needed.

Qin Shu is busy in the kitchen. Ling is watching TV in the living room. He goes to the kitchen for two rounds from time to time, just like a leader patrolling.

Qin Shu chuckled and opened the lid of the soup: "Grandpa, do you smell the soup?"

"Incense!" The old man gave her a thumbs up and looked into the soup pot. "What material do you put in it? I smell the smell of osmanthus. "

"You have such a bad nose." Qin Shu blinked and smiled, "it's not cold now. I put Poria cocos, longan, lotus seed and Huaishan to warm up and nourish your stomach. It's most suitable for you to drink."

The old man was very happy. He nodded and walked out satisfied.

After a while, Qin Shu was cutting ginger slices when she heard the slight footsteps coming from behind.

She thought that the old man came to "inspect" again, and couldn't help chucking and joking, "Grandpa, don't you believe my cooking? Then I'm very sad. "

"Grandpa?" Qin Shu's waist is tight, a strong arm is wrapped around her, and her ears are accompanied by warm breath, "am I so old? Uh huh?

Qin Shu knew that it was Ling Mohan who had come back.

She moved a little uneasily. "I'm working. Don't hold me."

Ling Mohan put his chin on her shoulder and said lazily, "I see you working."

"You let go, I can't hold the knife." Qin Shu complained.

"I will." Ling Mohan releases Qin Shu and takes the kitchen knife out of her hand.

Qin Shu just wanted to say that you take a gun every day, how can you use a kitchen knife? As a result, she saw that ginger was cut into pieces by Ling Mohan.

It's too fast!

terrified, staring as like as two peas, and finding that she was still cut thin.

Qin Shu coughs softly: "still OK."

Ling Mohan knocks her forehead: "is it so hard to praise your husband? When I'm doing special training in the military region, it's just a small idea. "

Qin Shu heard him say "husband" two words, face slightly changed, holding ginger hand is also some stiff.

Ling Mohan asked deliberately, "am I wrong?"

"Why are you so shameless." Qin Shu gave him a light stare, his cheek was a little hot, and turned to wash vegetables.

Ling Mohan's eyes showed a happy smile, and he pursued: "am I not your husband? Is my knife good? "

Qin Shu has nothing to say.

As long as they haven't signed the divorce agreement, it's the husband and wife. Ling Mohan's identity is her husband.

But how did she feel lingmohan said it on purpose.

"Am I wrong?" Ling Mohan comes to her again.

Qin Shu said angrily, "yes, yes Come on, get out quickly and don't get in the way. "

Ling Mohan's eyes become black and bright: "then you call me to listen to my husband."

Qin Shu almost shoved the vegetables into his mouth.

She raised her head, looked at the banter in the man's eyes, and suddenly chuckled.

Ling Mohan immediately expressed his expectation.

Next second, Qin Shu red lips slowly spit out two words: "bastard!"

Ling Mo's face sank. He fished the back of Qin Shu's head and kissed her.

Qin Shu's lips and tongue were all hot kissed by him. He said angrily, "go out and watch TV with grandpa!"

Ling Mo did not lick his thin lips, and stared at Qin Shu for a while before leaving the kitchen.

Anyway, he didn't worry. He had time to spend with Qin Xiaoshu.

Qin Shu made four dishes and one soup. The old man liked four dishes of pork tripe soup very much. He drank two bowls of soup in a row and ate half a bowl of rice.

As long as the old man has a good appetite, Qin Shu thinks this dinner is very satisfying.

After dinner, Su Xiaoya called and grumbled, "honey, why don't you come back? It's boring for me to live in an apartment alone! If it wasn't for the work of the magazine, I would have wanted to go to Dongcheng to find you. "

Qin Shu just remembered that she had not told Su Xiaoya about her coming back to Lincheng, and she forgot all about it.

"I've come back, but in Grandpa's place, I'll go back later."

"Don't you want to divorce Ling Mohan? How can you still live in elder Ling's place? Aren't you afraid that he will force you to have a baby? Ha ha, I guess you must have made up. "

Qin Shu went to the yard and whispered, "I'm here with my grandfather. It's inconvenient to say something, but I haven't made up with him yet. I'm going through the divorce formalities."

"Well, it's hard for you to act." Su Xiaoya loves her.

When the door bell rang in the apartment, Su Xiaoya took her mobile phone and went to see the video phone while talking with Qin Shu. Unexpectedly, Mu Qian was standing outside the door!

Su Xiaoya is a little flustered at once. She quickly says to Qin Shu, "that, honey, my brother is here. I'll hang up first."

After hanging up, Su Xiaoya put her cell phone into her pocket and was about to open the door when she remembered that she was wearing pajamas, which were empty.

Then she pressed the video phone: "brother, wait a moment first."

Su Xiaoya ran back to the room, put on her corset as fast as she could, made sure she was well dressed, and there was no place for her pajamas to be exposed, so she went out and opened the door.

"Brother, why are you here?" She asked with a smile.

Mu Qian walked into the apartment and said lightly, "pass by, come up and have a look."

Su Xiaoya thinks it's strange that it's not a good way to get from the hospital to the apartment, but maybe it's because of other things.

"Why don't you call me these days?" Muqian sat down on the sofa, looking serious.

"I'm busy at work." Su Xiaoya finds out the oldest excuse.

She moved back to the apartment for several days, during which she did not contact with moqian, which is due to busy work, but in the final analysis, she deliberately did not contact, so as not to think more and more deeply.

Mu Qianding looks at Su Xiaoya calmly, with a taut face and no words, unable to see whether he is angry or what.

Su Xiaoya was in a panic for fear of being looked through by him. She quickly said with a laugh, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

Without waiting for mu Qian to open her mouth, she poured the water politely.

After a while, Su Xiaoya came up with a water glass and said with a smile, "brother, you drink water "Ah!"

The slippers slipped under her feet, and the whole person rushed to moqian with the water cup!

Dong!

Su Xiaoya pours on Mu Qian and the cup flies on the sofa, but she doesn't pour it on him.

But Su Xiaoya's posture was weird and awkward.

Because her face is right between mu Qian's thighs, the most sensitive part of a man.

There was silence in the living room.

Su Xiaoya raised her head slowly with a stiff body. Her small, round face was as red as a ripe apple, and her lips were also dyed with red.

She looked at Muqian's tight handsome face, licked her lips and relaxed the atmosphere: "I, I didn't mean to..."

Moqian suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips!

Su Xiaoya's neck was stiff with fright, her eyes were wide, and there was only one sentence left in her head: he was kissing me! He's kissing me!

"Shut your eyes." Murmur ordered.

Su Xiaoya quickly closed her eyes and felt the wet, soft, soft sensation on her lips. A slight electric current rushed up from the bottom of her feet, which made her body and mind soft.

Mu Qian kisses fiercely and devotes himself, as if he has been depressed for a long time. He kisses Su Xiaoya so dizzy that he doesn't know how to breathe, and almost suffocates.

"Fool." Mu Qian finally let go of her, showing a little doting smile on her serious face.

Su Xiaoya looked at him stupidly. "It's nice of you to laugh."

Mu Qian kissed her forehead.

Su Xiaoya stammered to her lips: "and kiss."

So Muqian kissed her lips again.

Su Xiaoya still did not return to her mind, as if in a dream, murmuring, "are you really modest? I'm not dreaming, am I? How can you kiss me? You obviously don't like me. "

She said that she was very aggrieved. Her eyes turned red quickly, and she tried to hold back her tears. She said to herself, "I don't want to cry in front of you. It will be ugly."

Muqian looks at the charming appearance, and the radian of his lips expands: "if I am not Muqian, who do you think I am?"

"I'm a God," said Su

"Your God?" Mu Qian's face sank.

Su Xiaoya nodded: "my God is my brother."

Moqian can't laugh or cry, so he knows that she hasn't slowed down and talks in a mess.

He put his hands under suxiaoya's armpit, and he lifted her from the ground like a child, and sat on his thigh.

Su Xiaoya's reflection arc is very long, and finally it comes back. She screams, "you, you Kiss me! "

Mu Qian said, "do you want me to be responsible for you?"

"Yes!" Suxiaoya said firmly.

She leaned on Muqian's chest, listened to his "thumping" jump some fast heartbeat, secretly laughed.

It turns out he'll be nervous, too.

"Brother, do you like me?" Su Xiaoya raised her face and looked at Mu Qian anxiously and expectantly.

Her heart had never beat so violently for fear that it would be a dream.

Until she heard Mu Qian's hum, the high hanging heart landed safely, tears suddenly fell down.

Even if Muqian says a word, Su Xiaoya thinks it's enough!

Moqian lowered his head and kissed the tears off her face: "how can he still cry like a child?"

Su Xiaoya nodded and shook her head vigorously: "I'm not a child. I'm old enough to fall in love with you!"

Mu Qian loses his smile and his eyes are full of doting.

The next day, Su Xiaoya woke up from her bed and suddenly remembered what happened last night. Suddenly, she was not sure whether it was true or not.

She was about to call Muqian, but saw that Muqian sent an extra message at 8:00 this morning: "fool, tonight we have dinner together."

Fool Hey, he called himself a fool!

Su Xiaoya thinks these two words are the most beautiful love words in the world.

I knew that before, Muqian had called for her little ya. She was not intimate at all.