Chapter 135

Jing xiaocan pillows on Ding Yao's shoulder, narrows her eyes slightly, and feels happy.

The game won. Ding Yao didn't wait for dumplings. She was a little unhappy. She gently pushed Jing xiaocan and said tentatively, "I won... When will there be dumplings?"

"Ah? Er... Right now, right now." she was so happy that she forgot this stubble. She turned her head and saw the man smoking near the tree trunk. She waved to him.

"Come here! Play games."

When Jing xiaocan shouted to him, Mo Yiqing quickly put out the smoke and walked quickly. Just two steps later, he slowed down, stared angrily at the figure of the laughing little woman, and vented his dissatisfaction with being ignored.

Hum!

I don't think of him until now.

Looking at the figure walking slowly, Jing xiaocan stood up and ran to him. His smiling face was bright and lovely. A touch of intolerance flashed across his eyes. "You play games with my mother, and I'll make dumplings for you."

"Really?" he was half convinced and half suspicious. His sharp eyes shone directly at the bottom of her eyes. It seemed that he wanted to explore the bottom of her heart and the reality.

Of course it's fake.

Now mother is in the first place in her heart, more important than him.

Jing xiaocan sneers in her heart.

On the surface, he nodded seriously, such as pounding garlic, raised his hand and promised, "really, really."

Pull Mo Yiqing to sit beside her, and Mo Yiqing's hand is buckled on her shoulder uncontrollably.

Ding Yao met him and was a little restrained. She looked at Jing xiaocan and seemed to say: we had a good time. Does he want to play too?

The next second, her face changed slightly and she stared at his hand clasped on Jing xiaocan's shoulder.

Aware of her mother's abnormality, Jing xiaocan looks down at her eyes, immediately knows her intention, shakes her shoulder like a reminder, and looks back at him as a warning.

The proud and charming man suddenly had a heavy eye and was full of grievances.

Looking at her eyes are full of dissatisfaction and protest from her mother and her husband.

"Cough, cough, you can start." Jing xiaocan bumped Mo Yiqing with his elbow, tilted his head, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "playing the game of stone scissors and cloth, you can only lose, not win."

“……”

Play such a childish game.

"... good." he really regretted that he didn't bring Gu Zian. Now he can't even find a rescuer.

"Stone..." Jing xiaocan hasn't finished shouting.

Mo Yiqing extends the scissors directly.

"Cloth!" Ding Yao stretched out her hand.

Seeing that she had lost, Ding Yao's face sank and she was a little unhappy. Jing xiaocan was surprised. She looked back and stared at Mo and said in her eyes, are you intentional? The next second, her hand reached his waist and pinched him quietly in retaliation.

"Cough, cough, don't count, don't count, come again if you make a mistake." Mo also frowned with pain. Due to Ding Yao's face, he didn't dare to attack, waved and quickly explained.

Next, Mo Yiqing finally summed up his experience.

Ding Yao's routine remains unchanged.

She always gives "cloth"

Mo Yiqing follows "stone"

"Cloth"

"Stone"

Seeing this, Jing xiaocan is satisfied. He gets up and walks into the villa to prepare dumplings.

In the morning, Mo Yiqing called Xiao Zhang, who took care of Ding Yao, and specially sent some servants.

Therefore, as soon as Jing xiaocan enters the porch of the villa, Xiao Zhang and the servants have respectfully stood on both sides and saw her say hello one after another; "Hello, Miss Jing."

"Hello, everyone. I want to make some dumplings with seafood stuffing and beef and mushroom stuffing. Help me prepare these ingredients." Jing xiaocan smiled at the people and added, "Xiao Zhang, take me to my mother's bedroom."

"OK, Miss Jing, please follow me." Xiao Zhang led the way. The other servants went straight to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients.

second floor.

Xiao Zhang opened the bedroom door and stood politely on one side, "Miss Jing, this is aunt Ding's bedroom."

She smiled and nodded. When Jing xiaocan passed her, she shook her hand intimately. "Just call me xiaocan. Thank you for taking care of my mother."

Hearing the speech, Xiao Zhang smiled shyly, "Jing... Xiao can, you're welcome."

When Ding Yao lived in a nursing home, Xiao Zhang was always responsible for her daily life. Therefore, Jing xiaocan and she had known each other for a long time and knew each other very well.

Standing in the middle of the bedroom, Jing xiaocan looks around with an unbelievable face and can't help but secretly praise Mo Yiqing's attentiveness.

The decoration is as like as two peas.

Even the color of the pillow on the sofa is the same. There is an enlarged picture hanging at the head of the bed, which is the one she hugged with her mother on the swing.

Looking at it, Jing xiaocan's eyes are red. It turns out that she has been wrong about Mo Yiqing.

I didn't expect him to arrange everything so well.

No wonder mom's body recovered so quickly.

Biting her lips, she sat on the bay window and silently watched the two people sitting opposite each other on the lawn. Jing xiaocan tried to blink and put pressure back on the overflowing tears.

restaurant.

When Jing xiaocan enters the restaurant, the servants have prepared the ingredients for making dumplings.

Sitting at the table, Jing xiaocan puts on an apron and starts to work happily. She carefully pinches each crescent shaped dumpling. In her mind, she stood at the table watching her mother make dumplings when she was a child.

In half an hour.

Just after the dumplings were cooked and put on the table, Mo Yiqing accompanied Ding Yao into the restaurant.

"Come on, here comes the prize." Jing xiaocan quickly opens the seat for Ding Yao, sits down, puts the dumplings in front of her, sits next to her, picks up a dumpling, blows it gently, and hands it to her mouth, "how's the taste?"

Ding Yao couldn't wait to eat into her mouth, slowly tasted it, and looked satisfied, "en en, delicious, delicious."

Mo Yiqing, who was left out in the cold, watched Jing xiaocan bring dumplings to Ding Yao. She was bent and her leg was healed. The day when she fed him by herself ended. It seems that he will never enjoy such treatment in the future.

Unable to bear it, his leg lightly touches Jing xiaocan and secretly reminds him.

Jing xiaocan is surprised. Looking back at him, he sees the brazen man face up, open his mouth and ask, "I want to eat one, too."

"Where's the face?" Jing xiaocan glances at the jealous man.

"No, I just want you!" someone was in a good mood today and licked his face.

She couldn't turn her face with him in front of her mother. They stared for a long time. Jing xiaocan picked up a dumpling and put it into his mouth.

"Stone, come and eat one." after Ding Yao was full, he stared at them for a long time, picked up a dumpling and handed it to Mo Yiqing's mouth.

Stone

The smile on Mo Yiqing's face stiffened and tilted his head. He looked at the smiling Jing xiaocan. When she was unprepared, she put her restless hand into her clothes and touched it punitively.

Blame her!

When playing games, you can only lose, not win.

As a result, in order to please Ding Yao, he kept throwing stones.

Now, it's directly his nickname.

"Good stone, ah... Open your mouth to eat..." after a game, Ding Yao immediately liked him. Seeing that he didn't eat, he began to coax him.

"I haven't eaten yet." after laughing, Jing xiaocan doesn't wait for Mo to open his mouth, comes up to his eyes and grabs it.

After a meal, the atmosphere was particularly harmonious. The three people sat around the table and laughed constantly.

Until the evening, Mo Yiqing coaxed and deceived Jing xiaocan back to the imperial castle.