"Ahem..."

There was a sudden sound of Liang Xinyun's light cough at the door, and Zhou Mo quickly escaped from Han Chen's arms.

When Liang Xinyun saw her and Han Chen hugging each other, Zhou Mo's face was a little hot, and she didn't know where to look at her for a moment, so she could only look at Han Chen.

Han Chen smiled and looked at Zhou Mo, and said to Liang Xinyun: "Mom, Momo is not angry with me."

Liang Xinyun: "I heard it."

She glanced at Han Chen gently and said to Zhou Mo: "What do you want to eat for dinner? I'll make it for you. Han Chen bought a lot of dishes today."

"Isn't there any chicken soup? Just drink chicken soup."

Liang Xinyun looked at the pot of chicken soup in embarrassment and couldn't help but wrinkle her nose, "This smell is really bad."

"It's okay," Zhou Mo smelled the smell of sour bamboo shoots in the kitchen, but the taste was very light.

Liang Xinyun was surprised: "Don't you feel uncomfortable with such a strong smell?"

Zhou Mo was puzzled: "The smell is not heavy. I can really smell it when I first came in, but now I can't smell it."

Liang Xinyun was surprised.

Han Chen said: "Mom, are you more sensitive to smell? Momo and I don't think there is any smell."

Liang Xinyun couldn't say anything, "Maybe, I guess when I was in school, I smelled too many herbs and was more sensitive to the taste."

"Auntie, if you feel you can't stand it, just go to the living room first, and I will make dinner with Han Chen."

"Okay, I'll be a glutton today," Liang Xinyun certainly didn't want to disturb the young couple. She went to the living room to watch TV happily. Before leaving, she reminded: "That pot of chicken soup, if you can't drink it, just pour it."

"What a waste, it's all stewed soon," said Zhou Mo.

"A good pot of chicken soup makes Han Chen a dark dish," Liang Xinyun glared at Han Chen again and said to Zhou Mo: "You can do it, keep it if you can drink it."

"Okay," Zhou Mo felt that it could be remedied.

When Liang Xinyun left, Zhou Mo took the initiative to ask Han Chen for an apron.

She stood by the pot, and then seasoned it with a spoonful of soup, ready to taste it.

The neck of the apron appeared on top of her head. Zhou Mo cooperated very well and took the initiative to stretch his neck to let Han Chen put it on.

Han Chen stood behind Zhou Mo, stretched his arms out from both sides of Zhou Mo, stroked the laces on both sides of the apron, and tied a beautiful bow behind Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo also tasted the soup at this time.

"How does it taste?" Han Chen asked.

"Fortunately, you only added spices, not too much salt, not too much seasoning, I want to add some more ginger."

"I'll get it."

Han Chen went to the refrigerator to get ginger, washed it against the faucet, and took out the cutting board to cut ginger.

Zhou Mo added some salt to the soup, which was just salty and light, so she added some cooking wine.

Han Chen cut the ginger and put it in a pot.

The enamel pot on the stove was gushing with turbid bubbles, and the kitchen was on fire, and the temperature was a little high.

"Is it hot?" Han Chen asked.

"Somewhat." Zhou Mo replied, but his whole heart was on the chicken soup pot.

"I'll cook later, you go out and rest."

"Let's go together, hurry up."

"Well, I'll go steam the rice."

Han Chen took the rice cooker and was busy steaming the rice.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Zhou Mo turned off the fire on the stove and turned it over to deal with the dishes beside him.

After steaming the rice, Han also came to process the oil-beef vegetables with Zhou Mo.

The two stood side by side in front of the dishwasher and chose vegetables.

Han Chen asked: "Where did you go yesterday? Why did you call you? It's either on the phone or there is no signal?"

Zhou Mo: "When you called me, I was talking to Shen Pan."

Han Chen: "Why didn't I reply one after the fight?"

Zhou Mo: "The signal of the other location is not good. After calling, it will leave the city. There is no signal."

Han Chen: "Why didn't you say anything on WeChat? I haven't replied to me for a day."

When Zhou Mo heard his resentful tone, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Why don't you ask me why I don't want to reply to your message?"

Han Chen: "Why don't you reply to my message?"

Zhou Mo: "You are not honest."

Han Chen wondered, "Why am I not honest? Why did I say that suddenly?"

Zhou Mo stopped what he was doing, looked up at Han Chen's face, "What happened in the past ten years, especially in those years abroad."

Han Chen: "I go abroad to school and spend every day in the laboratory, and I'm gone."

Zhou Mo: "No?"

Han Chen was very decisive: "No."

Zhou Mo didn't plan to go around in circles with him and asked directly: "Where is Luo Fu."

Han Chen was surprised, "Do you know?"

Zhou Mo: "What if it is?"

Han Chen: "How did you know? Did Ren Huaibo tell you?"

Zhou Mo: "I know it too if I don't need to tell me."

Han Chen's eyes darkened, "It must be what Ren Huaibo said."

Zhou Mo: "Do you still want me to torture you? You'll be able to take it yourself."

Han Chen: "I have nothing to ask for."

Zhou Mo was quite calm, she nodded and asked, "Have you two ever been in love?"

Han was silent.

Zhou Mo's heart skipped a little, "If you don't speak, I'll just treat you as accusation."

Han Chen was embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before replying: "No."

"Can I think you are lying?" Zhou Mo asked.

"I don't."

"Why didn't I answered immediately? I still have to think about it before answering?"

Han Chen turned his eyes away, "I... I did get very close to her for a while, but I was not in love."

"Have you slept?" Zhou Mo asked directly without hesitation.

She knew that she could not convince herself no matter what, so she might as well break the casserole and ask to the end.

Let’s talk about it first and explain it clearly.

As for whether she can accept it, she needs time to consider it.

If she wants to be at peace, she must first seek an understanding.

Zhou Mo's eyes were bright and he looked straight at Han Chen.

Han Chen was shocked by her direct and enthusiastic gaze and stiffened for a moment.

"No," Han Chen said: "I still have a bottom line."

"I understand," Zhou Moyun calmly withdrew his gaze.

Han Chen was confused by her instead.

He asked worriedly: "What do you know? Momo, what happened to you in the imperial capital? I feel something is wrong with you."

"It's nothing, it's just what you said. Ren Huaibo told me that you had a blind date with Luo Fu before you came to Dongjiang."

"How did he know?"

"I don't know."

Han Chen's face was serious and serious, and said, "Xu Qingli also sent me photos of you and Ren Huaibo."

Zhou Mo's hand cutting vegetables suddenly stopped, which made her unexpected.

“What photo?”

"Photo of you having breakfast with Ren Huaibo."

"Let's take a look," Zhou Mo quickly wiped his hands.

Han Chen took out his cell phone and gave it to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo only took a look and knew what was going on. She said: "It was probably Xu Qingli secretly photographed her when she had breakfast yesterday morning. At that time, I went downstairs with my mentor to have dinner. Ren Huaibo took the initiative to sit next to me. I was disgusted with him, so the customer service still asked the breakfast to be delivered to my room for food."
Chapter completed!