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When they walked into the restaurant, they saw the man sitting on the dining chair with his head drooping slightly. While holding his mobile phone, he was saying something to the people on the other end of the phone, while holding noodles with chopsticks, he occasionally took a bite.

Tang Guo'er is confused. What is the situation? Lu Chi Mo made the things?

This hateful scum man, no money or power in his family, would he even cook himself? Well, it's incredible!

Heard the footsteps, the man looked at this side, the face of light no expression, "come to eat noodles."

With that, he said calmly to the person on the other end of the phone, "what I just said is not saying to you. What you said is clear to me, that plan..."

The man talks about his work on the phone. Li Yang pulls Tang Guoer, who is in a muddle circle, sits at the table and pushes a bowl of noodles in front of her for fear of disturbing Lu Chi Mo's work. She lowers her voice and says, "eat..."

Because of Li Yang's relationship, Lu Chi Mo in Tang Guo'er's eyes is a solid slag man. Tang Guo'er hates to die. He always gives up, so he doesn't want to eat what he has made. He puffs up his cheek and gets angry, "don't eat..."

What's more, Lu Chi Mo's craft is really excellent. The noodles made by Lu Chi Mo are more perfect than those made by five-star chefs. As a standard food, it is definitely a challenge

In particular, the scallion flowers dotted on the top exude an attractive aroma. The appetite of the tangguo'er is suddenly on the rise, and the thunder like grunt sounds from the stomach out of season.

Tang Guoer is embarrassed, "er..."

Li Yang chuckled and shook his head, only felt that such tangguo'er was inexplicably pricked in the sprouting point, "eat quickly."

Tangguoer no longer polite, "eat it, is not a bowl of noodles."

But after taking a bite, tangguo'er finds out that NIMA and Lu Chi Mo's craftsmanship should be so good? But it's just the simplest fried egg noodles with vegetables. How can it be so delicious that tangguoer wants to bite off his tongue.

For a while, the restaurant was full of the noise of sucking noodles. Tang Guoer ignored his image and ate a large bowl of noodles, and there was no soup left.

Li Yang took out a paper towel and wiped off the green onion and oil stains on Tang Guoer's face, but he said, "there are more adults. You can eat something all over your face..."

Tang Guoer belched, touched his round stomach, and sighed contentedly, "it's mainly the things that general manager Lu made..."

If it's cold enough, don't you want to buy some noodles?

Lu Chi Mo is a slag man who always gives up. Thinking of this, tangguo'er immediately stares at Lu Chi Mo and changes his words, "don't think you make a bowl of noodles, I won't hate you, hum!"

Li Yang hit Tang Guo'er with his arm, "Guo'er!"

It's so boring for no reason. It's easy to show the truth, OK? It's really not afraid of God like opponents, just afraid of pig like teammates.

Tang Guo'er shut her mouth obediently. The man only thought she was mentally retarded. He didn't pay any attention to her. He even didn't even bother to say anything. He just continued to talk about work to the people on the phone.

Tangguo'er opened the chair, "Yang Yang, I'm going to continue to guard the willows."

Li Yang nodded, "go."

Tangguo'er leaves the restaurant and enters the room. Li Yang buries his head and silently picks up the noodles in the bowl.

After about two or three minutes, the man hung up the phone and put his mobile phone on the desk. Seeing that there was still more than half of the noodles in Liyang bowl, he frowned slightly, and his voice was cold, "not delicious?"

Li Yang's hand with chopsticks was stiff, and then returned to normal, "no, it's delicious."

The man picked up the noodles and took a bite, "then eat them all."

Li Yang bit his lip, "Lu Chi Mo, you..."

Words have not finished, Lu Chi Mo's mobile phone vibrates, he stops the action in the hand, glides over the answer key, "what's the matter?"

Li Yang couldn't hear what other people said, but he could feel that the man's face was obviously colder, and his voice was even worse, "I know Bring me the papers... "

And then reported a community name, directly put off the phone.

Li Yang is dull after hearing the name of the community. What does Lu Chi Mo mean by this? Do you want to bring your work here?

Muddled half ring, the man takes the lead to say, "what do you want to say?"

Li Yang didn't respond, "eh?"

The man glanced at her coldly, "what did you want to say when you called me just now?"

Li Yang came back to her mind. Yes, what did she want to say just now? She was interrupted by a phone call from him. Unexpectedly Forget about it?

But now it's not the point. The point is, "Mr. Lu, you don't want to bring your work here, do you?"

The man asked coldly, "can't you?"

Of course not!

This is not her home, not his home, can not say so casually.

Li Yang tried to pull up a smile. "Mr. Lu, it's like this. You can see that my friend is ill. It seems that it is not suitable for you to work here."Lu Chi Mo lifted his eyes and looked at Li Yang. His beautiful eyes flashed with a light cool light. "Don't worry, it won't disturb you."

Li Yang's face was covered with black lines, "this is not a question of whether to disturb, but..."

Lu Chi Mo, "but what?"

But she didn't know how to get along with him. Although he didn't remember what happened five years ago, she always remembered that. Besides, the two people had such unpleasant things in the hotel two days ago.

However, these words can never be said in the present situation.

Lu Chi Mo saw Li Yangmo silent, again opened his mouth, "I'm here, what variables do your friends have? I can help more or less."

Finish saying, do not want to wait for the woman to answer the meaning, stand up from the chair, "I cook, you wash dishes."

Li Yang didn't have a chance to speak, so Lu Chi Mo walked to the living room and sat on the sofa.

Li Yang's heart can't hate to scold. Has Lu Chi Mo Zheng asked for her opinion? It's really conceited. She glanced at the man who was leaning on the sofa watching the financial channel, and then looked at the noodles in the bowl that had no heat. She looked at the ceiling in silence.

Li Yang put the washed bowl into the disinfection cabinet and stood by the kitchen window.

The rain outside the window is more and more heavy, it seems that there is no meaning to stop. Through the hazy rain curtain, you can see that the road surface of the community is full of rain, and the strong wind blows loudly. It is a kind of strength to pull up the green trees.

There was a cold wind blowing in through the slightly opened window. Li Yang sneezed, rubbed his nose, and closed the window completely. His front foot walked out of the kitchen, and the bell of the back door rang. Lu Chi Mo's voice came from the living room, "open the door."