"What is that for?"
"..."
Is this a tongue twister? !
"No, it's really not because of training." Jiang Qiuqiu organized his words and looked at Mo Si gently, "It's really because of some other things."
Mo Si also looked at Jiang Qiuqiu.
Every time they looked at each other in such a soft and quiet atmosphere, Jiang Qiuqiu couldn't help but want to turn his head away.
"But your mood has changed." Mo Si said: "And I can be sure that your mood change has something to do with me."
This man is a Sherlock Holmes of detail and a perceptual idiot of emotion.
It was indeed related to him, but it was impossible for Jiang Qiuqiu to say the reason.
"No, it's just that today's training results are not good. I wonder if it will be difficult to enter the Federal University—"
"It's not for this reason." Mo Si said, "What is it, why can't you tell me directly."
Tell you directly
…
"Why are you covering your face?"
"You're blushing again, what are you thinking?"
"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that your training method today is correct, I shouldn't be angry because of some trivial things."
Mo Si immediately shook his head, "I was wrong."
The two scrambled to admit their mistakes, but in the end, Mo Si, who really thought he was wrong, was the better one, and accepted all the mistakes.
After this happened, Jiang Qiuqiu was a little dumbfounded, it was almost six o'clock, and the crispy pork hadn't been fried yet, so Jiang Qiuqiu had to go to the kitchen to catch up with work, and Mo Si also went there to help.
On weekdays, the big kitchen is a bit cramped for two people to stand. Jiang Qiuqiu felt that there was nothing for him to do, so he wanted to ask him to go back, but Mo Si was troubled.
He knew the process of making crispy meat quite well, so he went straight to the paste area to paste the fat and thin strips of meat.
Well, everyone has started, Jiang Qiuqiu also picked up the ladle and started working.
Amidst the sizzling sound of hot oil, Mosi, who had been stirring the pork belly by the side, subconsciously glanced at the pot.
actually…
He has seen this pot many times, and together with hundreds of millions of netizens from the federal government, he is waiting for the delicious food to be born from this pot and then enter the porcelain plate.
However, his eyes slowly moved upwards. Only one person has seen his long curled hair, delicate side face, small chin and starry eyes.
(Mo idiom: So I am not human???)
Mosi has great strength, and the stirring speed is very fast, and the paste on the meat is evenly hung.
After the pot of crispy meat was fried, Jiang Qiuqiu placed another plate, and when she turned around, she inadvertently caught sight of Mo Si's profile.
His hair is quite short, not the modern style of a handsome boy, the length is probably a little longer than that of an inch-cut. If it is not for the amazing facial features, this hairstyle is really easy to make people feel ugly.
If someone else came to Jiang Qiuqiu's house to apologize so 'toughly', Jiang Qiuqiu would definitely find that person annoying.
But when Mo Si came, she only found it interesting.
While helpless, I think he is really straightforward and cute.
She thought, this beautiful boy is good everywhere, but he doesn't seem to like me.
but-
She secretly glanced at Mo Si, her sister is not someone who gives up lightly, the timing is not right now, wait until later!
The youth and life once again, you have to be presumptuous and happy to live up to it.
The crispy pork is finally fried! The two scanned them into the window together, and Jiang Qiuqiu handed a plate to Mosi, "Thank you for your hard work!"
"You're the one who works hard, and you have to do this every day."
"If you like it, you won't feel so hard. By the way, it's time for dinner. Thank you for today. Do you want to stay and finish dinner before going back?"
After letting go of the past, she resumed the same tone as before, and extended an invitation to him, but Mo Si didn't want to have dinner at Jiang Qiuqiu's house.
because…
He can sometimes lose control if he eats too many energy-dense foods.
He hesitated, and Jiang Qiuqiu asked again: "Is it inconvenient? If you have something to do, you can go back first."
"Nothing."
Mo Si thought, he should be able to control himself.
He has excellent self-control.
Besides, he has seen the dishes on the dinner plate over there, and he has eaten them all. As long as you eat it, you will be resistant.
Nothing will happen.