"I'm hungry." Mo Yao said lightly, washing rice and cooking. Mo Xiaobai's eyes were so angry that he slammed the door and left. Mo Yao looked at his back and frowned. Xiaobai was really sad. He saw
The sadness in his eyes the moment he left was different from the appearance he deliberately made. He was really sad.
Mo Yao felt a little sad and sighed slightly.
How could he meet such a nemesis?
Mo Yao was not in the mood to cook this time. When he went out with Mo Xiaobai, he thought that Mo Xiaobai had run away, but Mo Xiaobai was sitting alone in the yard in silence with an ugly face, even though he was so angry.
Sad, he didn't lose his mind and ran out. He was the only one here who could protect them. If something happened to him while he was gone, the consequences would be disastrous. Mo Yao endured the pain in his body. Every time he was injured, as long as Mo Xiaobai was there,
Around him, the wounds that would have taken three or four days to heal must have taken seven or eight days.
Mo Xiaobai's face didn't soften when he knew he was coming. Mo Yao said, "It's done, don't be angry, I won't do it next time."
Mo Xiaobai sneered, "For him, you even made a loud noise with me and wanted to drive me away. Now you gave him the dinner I gave you. If he wants my life, you have to give it to him too..."
Mo Yao had a headache, who wanted to kill you, "Xiao Bai, what are you talking about?"
"Isn't it?" Mo Xiaobai said coldly, "Look at how nice you are to him, smiling like a flower. You haven't smiled like this to me yet. If you think I'm an eyesore, just say so.
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He won't leave anyway because it's an eyesore, so he won't let them get their way.
"The more you talk, the more outrageous you become."
"Didn't I say that? How many times have you smiled at me since you were a child? You can count five hands and still have some left." Mo Xiaobai roared, unable to forget the way he smiled at Bai Liu in the afternoon, how beautiful it was.
.
He was envious and jealous, and the boss had never smiled like this at him.
"Why do you care so much like a child?" Mo Yao said helplessly, "He is injured, do you want me to turn a blind eye to him?"
"Anyway, in your heart, I will always be a child. Isn't it the right for a child to lose his temper? Why are you yelling?" Mo Xiaobai provoked coldly. Mo Yao couldn't stand his attitude, and he couldn't stand his cold words.
Eyes, sharp tone, provocative attitude.
But nothing he said could make Mo Xiaobai feel relieved.
He turned around and went back to the house. Mo Xiaobai stayed alone until dark and the night was getting colder. Then he turned back and found that Mo Yao was still in the living room. He thought Mo Yao had gone to bed, but Mo Yao saw him coming in, "
go to eat."
What to eat? He didn't cook his own food today. He was supposed to be the boss and wanted to reward himself with a new type of steak. But he was so angry that he forgot everything and simply stopped cooking.
Mo Xiaobai ignored Mo Yao and turned around to go upstairs. Mo Yao threw the newspaper and stood up, reaching out to hold his hand. Mo Xiaobai waved him away. Mo Yao groaned, covering his arm and looking at Mo Xiao in shock.
white.
He knew his arm was injured, but he still swung it so hard?
It hurts.
The bullet wound didn't heal quickly. Mo Xiaobai pulled and waved it like this, and it hurt so much that the wound was probably bleeding. He was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. Mo Xiaobai also knew that he was in trouble, but he kept his face.
, without saying a single word of apology.
Mo Yao looked at him and said tiredly, "Eat."
He tried to pull Mo Xiaobai again, but Mo Xiaobai didn't wave him away. Seeing the blood on his arm, Mo Xiaobai wanted to pull him to bandage it, but he held back and didn't speak, so he just pulled him away.
Go to the restaurant.
There was a steak on the dining table that looked delicious, heart-shaped, and served with some green beans. This was the heart-shaped steak that Mo Xiaobai originally planned to make. He looked at Mo Yao, and there was something simple in front of Mo Yao.
Nutritious meals and bone soup, he indeed made another simple dinner, a steak, and when he came back to eat, Mo Xiaobai's afternoon anger was almost gone, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.
Mo Yao is still very good at dealing with Mo Xiaobai. He knows how to make him happy and how to coax him. Although he thinks it is very mean, there is nothing he can do. Xiaobai is really sad today.
Mo Xiaobai didn't say a word. He used his knife and fork to enjoy his food. He ate very deliciously. He didn't feel hungry just now, but now he felt hungry. He could eat several pieces. The dinner was very good.
Mo Yao cooks less often than Mo Xiaobai. He has never seen him cooking since he was an adult. He thought Mo Yao's cooking skills had deteriorated, but he didn't expect that it was still so delicious. Mo Xiaobai was satisfied with his food.
My heart also became lighter.
No matter what, the most important thing is that Xiaobai is happy.
When Mo Xiaobai was in a good mood, he became more diligent. After dinner, he took the initiative to wash the dishes and clean the kitchen. Mo Yao didn't object. He had no energy. It was good for him to take the initiative to cook such a meal.
It was very reluctant. After cleaning, Mo Xiaobai went upstairs and entered Mo Yao's room naturally. He was applying medicine to himself. The wound on his right arm was very serious, and Mo Xiaobai felt a little guilty.
Mo Yao said, "Aren't you angry anymore?"
"Who said that?" Mo Xiaobai was finally willing to talk to Mo Yao, and his attitude was extremely arrogant. He was willing to speak, and he was almost angry. Mo Yao said, "Be gentle, it hurts."
"Why does it hurt? I didn't hear you say it hurt when the bullet hit me." Mo Xiaobai said so. He relaxed his grip and applied the medicine. Mo Yao simply wiped himself and went to sleep. Mo Xiaobai also went back to the room.
As soon as he returned to the room, thinking of Mo Yao's excellent craftsmanship, Mo Xiaobai thought to himself that if the boss hadn't been injured, he would have let him cook more. Although he was sad all afternoon today, the rain has finally passed and the sky has cleared up.
His temper comes and goes quickly.
Mo Xiaobai was about to sleep happily when Ji Bing called. Mo Xiaobai felt guilty. Ji Bing asked him when he would come back. Mo Xiaobai thought about it and said it would take seven or eight days. Ji Bing felt very sad when he heard that.
, it took a long time to see her, because she has been busy with work recently, and she doesn’t have much time. She is not too lonely. She calls twice a day. Mo Xiaobai does not answer the phone in front of Mo Yao like before, without any scruples.
When talking on the phone, this time I always quietly avoid Mo Yao.
After telling Mo Yao that he wanted to think about it that day, Mo Xiaobai really thought about this issue seriously. Now listening to Ji Bing's call, he even thought about what happened between him and Mo Yao. If he really had to choose between one person
,who will he hurt?
Mo Yao or Ji Bing?
In the past, he would have chosen to hurt the boss without hesitation, but now, Mo Xiaobai was a little shaken, and he realized that he was really hopeless.
Is this considered flirting? Mo Xiaobai didn't think of moving on and fell in love with someone else, but consciously thought of flirting. This shows how far-reaching Mo Yao's influence is on him.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiaobai felt sleepy. What should he do?
Thinking of his promise to Ji Bing, Mo Xiaobai felt really embarrassed. If he gave up on Ji Bing, would he be able to get over the hurdle in his heart? I'm afraid he couldn't. Now when he closes his eyes, he thinks of that scene many years ago, with the flying blood.
Ji Bing's frightened eyes showed that he had ruined the happiness of the two of them. Now he just wanted to fulfill his promise and give Ji Bing happiness. He also really liked Ji Bing and had no objection to living with her.
However, this is really unfair to the boss.
Mo Xiaobai tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and had no sleep all night.
The next day, he was the first to wake up and happily made breakfast for Mo Yao. Bai Liu got up earlier than Mo Yao. They washed up together and then went downstairs. They leaned tiredly on the sofa and looked at Mo Xiaobai's kitchen alone.
Busy. Mo Xiaobai thought of the unhappy things yesterday, and regarded Bai Liu as nothing, completely indifferent. Bai Liu was not a person who was good at talking to others, so the two of them fell into a strange silence.
Bai Liu was reading the newspaper and Mo Xiaobai was making breakfast. In order to avoid yesterday's tragedy, he looked at Bai Liu in the living room again. Mo Xiaobai reluctantly asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"
Bai Liu said, "What do you do and what do I eat?"
"Do you want to eat sharp knives?" Mo Xiaobai asked with a smile. Bai Liu saw that he smiled sweetly. When he was joking, Mo Xiaobai thought to himself, I am not in the mood to joke with you. Fortunately, Bai Liu didn't answer, otherwise he would really
Bring the knife to the table.
Mo Xiaobai toasted the bread and heated up the milk. He simply served it to Bai Liu. Bai Liu was very polite and praised Mo Xiaobai's craftsmanship yesterday. Mo Xiaobai's face darkened and Bai Liu was confused.
Mo Yao went downstairs and saw Bai Liu having breakfast. He was a little surprised. Mo Xiaobai has changed his gender?
Although it is a simple breakfast, it is made for others after all.
This is really difficult for Xiaobai.
Mo Xiaobai greeted Mo Yao cheerfully, Mo Yao nodded, and Bai Liu asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Mo Yao said, "Very good, how about you?"
"I am fine too."
In fact, Mo Yao stayed up all night, worrying about a little nemesis.
Mo Xiaobai brought out breakfast, including rice porridge, several plates of side dishes, poached eggs, milk, grilled bacon, toast... both Chinese and Western. At first glance, it looked very rich. Mo Xiaobai asked, "Boss, which one do you want to eat?"
kind?"
Mo Yao looked at him, "Did you wake up so early in the morning?"
"That's right. I see that you have eaten too much Chinese breakfast recently. Maybe you wanted to change the taste, so you got up earlier and made two portions. Which one do you want?" Mo Xiaobai asked, smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.
Mo Yao said, "I also like to drink porridge."
Mo Xiaobai said it was okay and pushed the porridge, several plates of side dishes and poached eggs next to Mo Yao. He ate a Western breakfast by himself. Bai Liu said, "You brothers have such a good relationship."
Mo Yao looked at Mo Xiaobai and smiled slightly. Mo Xiaobai's heart was filled with bubbles. Bai Liu felt something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
