"You're welcome." Mrs. Abel's smile became more and more ambiguous, as if Moran was going to see his beloved.
Moran carried the plate upstairs strangely.
Mrs. Abel rented a bedroom and a living room to her. The house was spacious and warmly decorated.
Moran opened the door and entered the house, then closed the door behind him.
She put the chocolate on the coffee table and went to the kitchen to make some noodles.
When the water boiled, Moran threw the instant noodles in and boiled them, added seasonings, then picked them up and put them in a bowl.
She walked to the living room with instant noodles, sat on the sofa, and ate while watching TV.
Just after taking a few bites, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.
"You just eat instant noodles?!" an unhappy voice sounded.
Mo Lan turned her head in shock and saw Qi Ruigang standing at the door. She seemed to have seen a ghost.
Why is he here?!
Qi Ruigang lost a lot of weight and looked a little haggard.
He stepped forward and snatched Moran's chopsticks and bowl: "You are not allowed to eat this. Go and make something new. I'm hungry too."
Moran stood up in shock: "When did you come?! Why are you here?!"
Qi Ruigang sat down lazily and curled his lips and said: "I have been following you, but you are quite capable of tormenting me. My life was almost lost due to your tormenting."
Moran looked at his chest.
Qi Ruigang smiled and said: "The wound has healed a lot. It should have healed at this time, but it hasn't healed yet because I've been looking for you everywhere."
In fact, he fell ill during the trip and his treatment was delayed for two days, so he only came here now.
Moran found it hard to accept.
She thought she had escaped from him, but he found her easily.
Her escape was like a joke...
Qi Ruigang suppressed his smile slightly: "Don't even think about escaping anymore. I can find you wherever you go. But if you like it here, you can stay here for a while."
"Will you stay too?" Moran asked in a low voice.
"No, I won't stay."
Moran looked at him unexpectedly, she thought he would say 'right'.
Qi Ruigang smiled lightly and said, "You cook a meal for me, and I'll leave when I'm full."
"Are you kidding me?" Moran didn't believe him.
"Of course, if you want me to stay, I will stay."
Moran turned and went to the kitchen——
Qi Ruigang leaned against the sofa, frowning slightly, enduring the pain of the wound.
There are only eggs and tomatoes in the kitchen refrigerator.
She used these two things, plus flour, to make pimple soup.
She learned this from Shen Yunpei, but she made it relatively simply because there were not enough ingredients.
Thinking of Shen Yunpei, Mo Lan wanted to know if Qi Ruigang had found out who was plotting against him.
Could it be Shen Yunpei?
Mo Lan was worried about making pimple soup. After it was done, she filled two bowls and took them out, giving one bowl to Qi Ruigang.
"What is this?" Qi Ruigang stared at the pimple soup and was very surprised. He had never seen this thing before.
“Pimple soup.”
"Why is it called pimple soup?"
Moran looked at him lightly: "Because there are a lot of dough in it."
Qi Ruigang scooped up a lump with a spoon and ate it. It was glutinous and tasted pretty good.
He was probably starving, and he was usually very picky about his food, but today he ate very sweet and sweet food, and he slurped so hard that he quickly ate a bowl.
"Any more?" he asked.
Moran only cooked two bowls, who would have thought that Qi Ruigang could eat it so well.
"Gone."
Qi Ruigang put down the spoon and leaned on the sofa again: "I'll take a rest first and leave later."