Ling Kexin put the bowl in front of him and said kindly and fondly: "Eat slowly, keep it hot, and leave it if you can't eat it."
"Yeah." Ling Xiaowei picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. He was very satisfied, pursed his lips, and shouted excitedly, "Sister, it's really delicious. It tastes just like what mom makes. Sister, you can eat it too."
"Okay." Ling Kexin lowered her head and let her brother feed her, "Squeak..."
As if on purpose, she ate the noodles very loudly, and the golden color of the chopsticks looked particularly dazzling under the light. Morye opened his mouth slightly and looked at the two siblings.
What kind of noodles is this?
"It's delicious. Eat more." Ling Kexin smiled and touched her brother's head.
"Sister, just one bowl?"
"Well..." Ling Kexin protracted her tone, specious.
Hearing this, the man sitting on the sofa looked away with some disappointment and swallowed the drool on his lips... Well, she had ignored the terms of the contract and would not make him a midnight snack again.
He reached for a water glass on the coffee table, found it empty, stood up, and walked into the kitchen.
While pouring water, he glanced at the stove intentionally and found that just as she said... there was only one bowl of noodles.
Then he drinks water, as long as he has water.
More Ye raised his head and drank two large glasses of cold water.
"Do you want to eat?" Suddenly, Ling Kexin's voice came from behind.
Mo Ye was startled, and his gloomy face slowly glowed with brilliance. He turned around, his phoenix eyes flashed, "Do you have my share?"
Ling Kexin didn't answer. She took out a bowl from the cabinet and opened the lid of the pot... The heat suddenly spread, and when the aroma wafted into Mor Ye's nose, he saw that there was still a small bowl or so in the pot.
"Boo!" Mo Ye hugged Ling Kexin awkwardly and kissed her on the face, "Thank you!"
"It's just my duty." Ling Kexin was calm. She pushed him away and poured a bowl into the pot.
"You're hungry too, you eat." Moor Ye took the bowl and kindly picked a chopstick for Ling Kexin. Ling Kexin shook her head and Moor Ye smiled sarcastically.
Also, she had already eaten at Zhao Feilong's house, so there was no way she was hungry.
Minutes passed quickly. When the New Year's bell rang, Ling Kexin took out a red envelope from her bag and handed it to Ling Xiaowei. Ling Xiaowei happily hugged Ling Kexin's waist, "Sister, I wish you a happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year, go to sleep." Ling Kexin patted her brother's back.
"Wait a minute." Seeing Ling Xiaowei about to enter the room, Moer Ye also took out a red envelope from his trouser pocket, "Here, this is the lucky money I give you."
Ling Xiaowei immediately looked at Ling Kexin. Just as Ling Kexin was about to shake his head, Moer Ye stuffed the money into Ling Xiaowei's pocket and pushed him into the room.
Don’t forget to say: “Don’t come out!”
Turning around, Mo Ye hugged Ling Kexin and took her into her room. With tender eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. "Happy New Year, here!" He stuffed a bigger red envelope into her forehead.
Ling Kexin's hand.
Ling Kexin raised her head in surprise and weighed it. This large red envelope with gold-plated edges and specially made by Mo's contained a lot of cash.
"For me?" She was so surprised.
She swiped his credit card, but it was the first time he took the initiative to give her a large amount of cash.
"New Year's money." He dug into another bag, took out another one, and gently placed it in Ling Kexin's hand.
This one was relatively smaller than the first one. Ling Kexin pinched it and was even more surprised, "All for me?"
"Well, one is 18,888 yuan, and the other is 13,333 yuan, how about it? Are you making money?" Moor Ye stared at her big eyes that frequently fluttered with a teasing tone.
"Did your head get damaged by firecrackers?" She raised her head and looked at him in disbelief.
"No, I'm normal." He smiled.
"Even if you show mercy, it's not just two red envelopes."
"I do."
Because I know there is another baby in your belly, so I’ll give you two copies, one to wish you a smooth hair and one to wish you a happy life.
Ling Kexin squinted her eyes and looked at Mo Ye thoughtfully... He was still as handsome as before. His profound facial features contained a coldness and charm that ordinary people could not match.
Nothing had changed, except for her and his eyes, which were no longer as cold and sinister as before.
Eyes are the windows to the soul. Is his heart really beginning to be purified now?
Holding two heavy red envelopes, Ling Kexin thought of Ren Yifei's words: You must take Mo Scumbag's money, because he should pay you. In fact, you don't owe him. After all, he owes you!
He owes me?
Yes! He owes me... He owes me the life of a child.
Thinking of the child, Ling Kexin immediately lowered her eyes. At home, she was still wearing a slim-fitting cotton coat, violet, light-colored, elegant and simple.
She looked at her belly, and a faint sadness suddenly arose in her heart... She was pregnant again, but had to strangle her again. Could she be considered an executioner?
The lively New Year's Eve gradually became quiet. Ling Kexin went to bed and placed two red envelopes on the table beside the bed. She asked Mo Ye to go back, but a certain man insisted on staying up until dawn.
Ling Kexin was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed, while the man was sitting in the living room watching TV with the sound turned down to the minimum.
I don't know how long she had slept, but Ling Kexin felt someone sitting next to her in a hazy state. His hands were around her, which immediately warmed her cold bed. She nestled comfortably in the warm bed and slept more soundly.
At dawn, firecrackers went off again outside the house. Ling Kexin opened her eyes and heard someone talking in the living room.
"Brother Ye, did you make this breakfast?"
"Well, how's it going?"
"It's not that good. My sister's cooking skills are much better than yours. Your poached eggs are too dark."
"What should we do?"
"Didn't my uncle send a lot of gift boxes yesterday? My sister likes to eat the cooked food in them. You can just take them out and steam them."
"All right."
When Ling Kexin got up, there were many dishes on the table. Morye brought out a pot of porridge and several plates of pastries. Ling Kexin could see that these pastries were the special breakfast of Huayao Hotel. It seemed that he had been waiting for breakfast all day long.
Just went out.
"Happy New Year!" Mo Ye saw her and smiled slightly.
A stern man suddenly put on a floral apron and a blue turtleneck tight woolen sweater. He had a smile on his face and looked so energetic and sunny.
It’s really different from the past!
The moment Ling Kexin saw him, she secretly sighed in her heart.
The three of them sat at the dining table and had the first meal of the New Year, and they were very harmonious. Ling Xiaowei kept asking More Ye if he was tired after not sleeping all night.
Mo Ye shook his head: "I'm used to it. Sometimes I'll be busy until dawn when I'm busy with work."
"Brother Ye, does your wife have any problem with you staying at my house all night?" After Ling Xiaowei became familiar with him, he started talking casually.
Mo Ye choked and glanced at Ling Kexin. Ling Kexin was drinking porridge with a calm expression. Feeling his gaze, she raised her head, showing a hint of curiosity and expectation for his answer.
Where is the slightest bit of jealousy?
More Ye sadly rolled up his eyelashes and raised his lips with a half-smile, "I'm not married, I'm very free... Xiaowei, have breakfast and don't ask these questions."
Seeing him become serious, Ling Xiaowei quickly closed his mouth.
At this moment, Morye's cell phone rang in his bag. He took it out, looked at it, got up and walked to the balcony.
The call was from Mor Tao, saying that he and Mo Yiting went to Xiangshan on New Year's Eve. His mother said that she missed him and asked him to go there if he had time today. Mor Ye agreed and told him not to let his grandma know.
After Moor Ye made the call, he asked Ling Kexin to live in Zijin Garden again, saying that the air there was good. Ling Kexin refused and asked Moer Ye to return her mobile phone.
"Forgot." Mo Ye spread his hands.
"Why did you want to take your phone back?" His behavior puzzled Ling Kexin.
"I accidentally dropped your phone on the ground and found that the casing was broken. I will buy you a new one in a few days." His lie was spun smoothly.
"I don't want a new one, just give me the old one." Without a mobile phone, how would I know if my mother called.
Ling Kexin was resolute and stretched out her hand towards Mo Ye. Mo Ye took a helpless breath and said, "Okay, I'll come over to you tonight, but no random calls or games are allowed."
Hearing this, Ling Kexin ignored him and turned around to go back to her room. Mo Ye followed her and said a few words in her ear. After that, he left her room.
Ling Kexin chirped. Although his request was not excessive, she absolutely wanted to go out to pay New Year greetings. So, as soon as Mo Ye left, she took Ling Xiaowei to her uncle's house.
Bai Haoming smiled happily when he saw the two siblings. He took out the New Year's money he had prepared from his bag and handed it to them.
When Zhang Sufen saw Ling Kexin bringing two expensive gifts, the smile on her face became brighter and she said that Ling Kexin was really lucky to have a rich boyfriend.
Ling Kexin heard the implication, lowered her head and asked casually without further explanation: "Where is my cousin?"
"I went to Feilong's place and said we would welcome the New Year together." Zhang Sufen smiled and took Ling Kexin's hand again, "When will you bring it over for auntie to see?"
"Aunt, he is not my boyfriend." Ling Kexin had to clarify.
"Then who do you think he is? Shanshan said you are always with him."
"Auntie..." Ling Kexin hesitated to speak.
"He is my sister's boss and he likes my sister." Ling Xiaowei continued.
Zhang Sufen immediately looked at Ling Xiaowei, her makeup-smeared eyes widened, "He said that himself?"
Ling Xiaowei nodded and opened his mouth to speak again. Ling Kexin pushed him to the sofa and said, "Xiaowei, go watch TV."
Zhang Sufen didn't ask the reason, but finally said: "If you can marry into a rich family, your aunt will be happy for you, Ke Xin, this is a Chinese New Year, you bring him to have a meal someday, your mother is not at home
, uncle, aunt is the person you are closest to, so we will entertain you."
Ling Kexin smiled coquettishly after hearing this. She didn't want to say more about this kind of thing. If she said too much, there would be flaws.
They stayed at Bai's house for a day, and when they returned home in the evening, Mo Ye was already sitting in the living room, with wine and food on the dining table. It seemed that he had said in Ling Kexin's ear in the morning: "I will come over in the evening, don't go out.
"It's not a lie.
"We are going to my uncle's house." Ling Xiaowei saw him and explained first.