Chapter 112

"Shen Qingqing, are you a fool?" Leng Shaoheng angrily scolded her with a cold face, "it's still sprained, which makes your brain stop working! Just as the chicken soup is ready, you can drink a mouthful without blowing it. You deserve it

"I I forgot! " Shen Qingqing said while sticking out her tongue.

Leng Shaoheng took out a bottle of iced mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap and put it in her arms. "If you don't think of the bubble, drink it quickly!"

After drinking half a bottle of water, Shen Qingqing felt much better. She scooped chicken soup again. This time, she learned well and put it on her mouth for half a day before drinking it.

The chicken soup was silky but not greasy, salty and moderate, with a sweet taste. After swallowing it, she could not help drinking a few spoonfuls of chicken. She said sincerely, "it's delicious. How do you make it? This is the best chicken soup I've ever had

After listening, Leng Shaoheng's face finally looked better. There was a trace of satisfaction in his deep eyes. "This is Mo Mo's favorite drink. He always pesters me to make it for him."

"Mo Mo really has a good mouth. No wonder he eats like a bun." She fancied that Mo was holding a bowl of chicken soup and couldn't help giggling.

Leng Shaoheng grabbed the noodles and threw them into the chicken soup pot, and said sarcastically, "so I said that what you make is junk food. Now what else do you want to refute?"

"No more." Shen Qingqing shakes her head in shame. Indeed, compared with Leng Shaoheng's craftsmanship, everything she makes can be directly poured out.

She looks at Leng Shaoheng's attentive expression and frets in her heart. He always shows his indifference in front of her, but he is extremely careful and doting on Leng Yanmo, which makes her wonder. Just like he is cooking for her in the kitchen now, how many faces does this man have?

"You are very kind to Mo Mo!" Shen Qingqing didn't find that her tone was sour.

Cold Shaoheng indifferent smile, "he is my own son, how can I not be good to him."

"Then who is his mother?" Shen Qingqing has heard Leng Yanmo mention that he has never met his mother. She is very curious about this woman. She may be Leng Shaoheng's ex girlfriend.

"Do you really want to know?" Leng Shaoheng's lips rolled up a thought-provoking smile, and his eyes were full of deep meaning.

The so-called curiosity killed the cat, even if Shen Qingqing saw his deep meaning, she couldn't help answering, "yes!"

But before Leng Shaoheng could tell her the answer, the mobile phone in his pocket would ring.

Leng Shaoheng wanted to hang up, but when he saw that it was cold house, he had to pick it up and said, "hello?"

"Where are you now?" There was a cold and serious voice on the phone, which seemed to imply infinite anger.

"Outside. What's up?" He answered coldly.

"I don't care what you're doing now, get back to me now!" Cold old son angrily way.

Cold Shaoheng smell speech but just light say, "know."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingqing saw that his face became cold again and asked tentatively, "what's the matter?"

"Well, I'll go first. Take your time. After eating, go back to bed and have a rest. Don't go down to the ground any more." Leng Shaoheng turned off the fire, put the noodles out for her and put them on the Liuli table to cool. He asked quietly.

"Oh, good." Shen Qingqing didn't know what happened, so she had to nod her head.

After finishing all this, Leng Shaoheng picked up his coat from the sofa and walked out of her room.

When the door closed, the room was cold and quiet again. Only the bowl of chicken soup noodles was still steaming hot.

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