Chapter 64

Yao rujun stares at Ye Shanhu seriously and asks: "are you kidding? This How could it be

She thought that ye Mu had a little relationship with Gu Yiming, which was the blessing of Ye Mu's whole life! Gu Yiming, a man with excellent conditions, can only match her precious daughter ye Qiyi! How can ye Mu find a better man than her daughter!

"Dad, is it true?" Ye Qi is also anxious and asks.

Her heart is also a burst of chagrin, before, ye Shanhu took her to Mo's, try to let her close to Mo Shen. Thinking that the man she had tried to catch up with had become her husband who hated women most from childhood, her jealousy was out of control.

Ye Shanhu pressed the cigar in his hand, and his tone was very unhappy: "do you think I'll make fun of this kind of thing? How many Moshen in Linshi can have such an atmosphere? It won't be anyone else but him. "

"But The outside world hears that this is not close to the female Yao rujun hurried to the side of Ye Shanhu and asked anxiously. She only knew that the leader of Mo's family was called Mo Shao, but she didn't know Mo Shen's name.

"There is an essential difference between being clean and not close to women." Ye Shanhu's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking seriously. He could feel that Mo Shen took Ye Mu to heart.

The more mo Shen looks at Ye mu, the worse it is for the Ye family. If Mo Shen was involved in Ye's company, ye Shanhu would not be able to sit in his present position.

Ye Shanhu's words made Yao rujun more and more angry, and he could not help gritting his teeth: "how can this happen?"

Ye Mu is happy, ye Shanhu is anxious, Yao rujun is anxious, ye Qimeng is anxious, but ye Qiwen is not. Ye Qiwen sat quietly in the corner, raised her hand and pushed her eyes. The corner of her mouth was an uncontrollable smile.

If Xiaomu really married a person who could give her happiness, it would be a wonderful thing.

"What are you laughing at?" Yao rujun's eyes suddenly glanced at Ye Qiwen and gave a cold hum.

Ye Qiwen quickly stopped her smile and shook her head: "I Just thought of a joke. "

Yao rujun arms chest, yeyiwen has always been strict: "the best is, who is your sister, you'd better distinguish."

Ye Qiwen knew Yao rujun's character very well. She shut her mouth and didn't speak any more. Back in his bedroom, he still couldn't help sending a blessing message to Ye mu.

When ye Mu saw Ye Qiwen's message, she was cooking soup. She glanced at the message. Her soft eyebrows were dormant and smiling. It was always a happy thing to receive other people's blessing.

"What are you looking at?" Mo went deep into the kitchen, circled her waist, put her chin on her shoulder, and asked.

Ye Mu put his mobile phone into his apron pocket and said with a smile, "I'm boiling health preserving soup. Mr. Mo will help me taste it later."

"Health soup?" Mo deep pressure in her shoulder's handsome face, slanting to see her, clear outline revealed a trace of doubt.

Ye Mu lifted the lid of the pot, steaming out. She scooped up a spoonful and blew it. She touched her lips and tasted it, but she didn't taste it: "little uncle, help me taste it."

Mo Shen took a drink and nodded in appreciation: "it's not bad."

Ye mu, who is looking forward to Mo Shen's answer, gets a positive answer, and his smile is even more full. Spoon put in stirring, slightly relieved: "then I am satisfied, I hope my mother-in-law will like it."

"Granny?" Mo Shen asked.

Ye Mu stirred, and the smile on his face became unnatural. He explained: "my mother-in-law is my uncle's mother..."

"My little lady, don't you always intend to call it that?" Mo deep eyebrow heart strange Dynasty together to gather together, a very can't immediately looking at leaf mu.

"I can't call Mom..." Ye Mu's face drooped and his eyes were sad.

She grew up with her father from childhood, and her mother died early. For her, the name "mother" is all yearning and unfamiliar. It's very difficult for her to shout it out.

Mo Shen doesn't know much about ye Mu's childhood, but he doesn't want to let her show a sad look. He hugs her waist tightly. His voice full of magnetism can't hide his love: "with me, you can call anything you want."

Ye Mu raised his hand and stroked the back of Mo Shen's hand with his slender fingertips. A touch gushed from his moist eyes: "thank you, little uncle."

"Fool." Mo Shen rubbed her aggrieved face, as if deliberately to smooth the negative emotions on her white face.

Ye Mu put all the health soup out, two people simply drink a little as one of the dinner. Ye Mu quickly packed some wonton soup, which tasted very good.

It's just that ye mu can cook. Mo Shen didn't expect that.

"When will the wonton be made?" Mo took a deep bite and thought it was very good.

Ye Mu is biting chopsticks, do not tell Mo Shen first, ask a way instead: "taste how?"? How are you doing? "

"Very good." Don't answer her with a deep nod.

Ye Mu's eyes were fixed on the soup bowl, and she ate one too. It really tasted very good. She then answered Mo Shen: "I learned from Ma Li some time ago. This month, I mainly learned how to make wonton. Next month, I have a new cuisine.""Why do you suddenly want to learn how to cook?" Mo Shen can't put down the bowl of wonton in front of him. He likes everything she makes. But there was a servant at home, and she didn't need to do it herself.

Ye Mu's hand supports his chin and answers Mo Shen seriously: "I always have to learn. In this way, I can do whatever my little uncle wants to eat for you."

Mo Shen Wei Leng, looking at the simple smile of Ye mu, thin lips slowly up.

Ye Mu's unintentional and sincere words undoubtedly warmed Mo Shen's heart. She also began to think for him, then her heart has been opened?

"Eat quickly, my little uncle likes it. There's more here." Seeing that Mo Shen didn't understand, ye Mu gave Mo Shen the wonton in his chopsticks. With big eyes and a smart smile, he said, "I find that I'm smart enough to cook wonton in health preserving soup. It's nutritious and delicious. I made it. Shall I give it a name? "

Said, she did not wait for Mo Shen to answer, especially seriously thinking, for a long time, eyes suddenly a bright, surprise voice: "or call uncle bag!"

“……”

Mo Shen's mouth sucks slightly, uncle Bao How did she come up with such a strange and childish name?

"Health wonton is good." Mo deep cut in a word, or these four word name more reliable.

Ye Mu bit the chopsticks and refused: "I think it's better to make the dumpling for my uncle. It's more appropriate to make the dumpling for my uncle."

Mo Shen raised a hand and pinched his eyebrows. He could not laugh or cry. He looked at Ye Mu helplessly: "you just like it."

It's just the name of a wonton, so Mo Shen let her come.

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