Luo Jun immediately raised his face from the bowl and said, "My mother cares about you very much. She was very anxious when I told you to take medicine last time."
"You like me so much?" Leng Zimo's eyes still fell on Luo Xiaoqian's face.
"I……"
In front of Mo Mo and John's inconvenience, Luo Xiaoqian reached out and pulled the bowl back and continued eating.
After John finished eating, he looked at his watch and said, "Mo Mo, it's time for us to go!"
"Okay!" The little guy quickly drank the soup in the bowl, "Goodbye, Uncle Zimo, and goodbye, Mom!"
"Be careful on the road."
Luo Xiaoqian watched the little guy go out. She immediately buried her face and continued to eat. Not only did she finish the wontons, but she also drank every mouthful of the soup. She got up and put away the dishes. She walked into the kitchen, cleaned it up neatly, and took a look.
Table, she hurriedly walked back to the door, only to see Leng Zimo still sitting at the table and not leaving.
"You...don't you have to go to work?"
Leng Zimo put his elbows on the dining table and shrugged, "But I haven't had breakfast yet."
"What do you want..." The words "what to eat" almost blurted out. Fortunately, she held it back in time and changed her words temporarily, "How about it?"
Luo Xiaoqian, hold on, don't be nice to him, don't be nice to him, you are strangers now, strangers...
She recited the "mantra" silently in her heart several times, trying to keep herself calm.
Leng Zimo said domineeringly, "I want you to cook it for me."
"you……"
She wanted to get angry, but looking at his face, Luo Xiaoqian could never get angry even if she had such a huge temper.
How could this guy be more domineering and unreasonable than he was five years ago?!
"I'm kidding." Leng Zimo stood up, "I'm used to skipping breakfast. Goodbye."
He stood up, turned around and left.
Looking at his back, Luo Xiaoqian was having a fierce ideological struggle in her heart. Reason told him that she should let him go, but she couldn't bear the thought of him going to work on an empty stomach.
Watching him walk to the door, emotion finally took over.
"Leng Zimo, just wait a minute, it will be fine soon!"
Rushing into the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator, took out slices of bread, sausages, vegetables, etc., poured the milk into a cup, put them in the microwave to heat them together, sandwiched the chopped sausages and vegetables, and put the milk into a thermos cup.
Bread wrapped in paper.
Then she trotted out and put milk and bread into his hands.
"I'm really too late, you can just eat some!"
Leng Zimo stood in the porch, looking at the simple breakfast she had brought over. He raised the corners of his lips and raised his hand to take it. He bent down and kissed her on the forehead.
"I can send it to you."
She took a step back and said incoherently again, "No, I...I have a car!"
"Okay then, I'll pick up the thermos box in the evening!" Leng Zimo walked down the steps with breakfast in hand and stopped again, "From now on, you can call me Zimo!"
Without giving her a chance to react, he strode to the car and got in. He glanced at her through the window and drove away.
Seeing his car getting further away, Luo Xiaoqian just sighed.
"It seems that I need to find a place to live again!"
In front of him, any spell will be ineffective. He can always easily influence her emotions and make her disguise fall into pieces.
She knew this guy's persistence best, and the things he believed in would never change. Yesterday he said he would pursue her, and today he would deliver breakfast. If this continued, she really didn't know how long she could keep pretending in front of him.
