Nailin's round cat's eyes fell on Mo Bei's body.
Before you get the phone, you can also talk to the young lady first.
But before he could speak.
Mo Bei put down his water glass, and said in a flat voice, "Why did you call me little brother just now?"
This question caught Xiao Nailin by surprise.
Could it be that he was thinking too much.
Nailin was a little dizzy, so she could only tell the truth: "Because I have a little brother who looks exactly like my little sister."
"That's a coincidence." Mo Bei seemed to be completely ignorant of this matter, his mood remained unchanged.
Nailin scratched her hair, she didn't understand, she really didn't understand.
Mo Bei glanced at the little man, thinking that it should be almost the same.
At this moment, Mother Mo, who was chatting with Master Gu, for some reason, spoke in such a low voice.
She still heard it.
Mother Mo turned the chair around, with surprise on her face: "Exactly the same? With Beibei? Baby, do you know our family, Mo Nan?"
Moran? This is indeed the name of the little brother!
Nailin nodded, her eyes brightened again: "Yes, I know you!"
Mo Bei didn't like to talk in the first place, and now he doesn't want to.
Take precautions against your own mother, this sentence could not be more suitable for Mo Bei.
as expected.
One old and one young, it's like seeing each other and hating each other later.
Mo's mother: "Little baby, you said earlier that you knew our boy Nan, aren't these all relatives?"
Feng Lin: "Auntie, you can call me Nailin."
Mo's mother: "Little Nailin, how did you meet our Ganan boy?"
Feng Lin: "I was looking for my brother once, and I encountered a group of people fighting. The little brother is so handsome, he beat everyone away, and even sent me to school when I got lost."
Mother Mo: "Fight? This bastard is still so impulsive!"
Feng Lin: "My little brother is not impulsive. He is always cold, but he is handsome and gentle, and he will make cakes for me."
Mother Mo frowned more and more: "Cold? Very gentle? Making cakes? This is not us..."
"Mom." Mo Bei reminded calmly: "How long are you going to snub Mr. Gu?"
Gu Wu, who was specially invited, smiled at this time, with good-looking eyes, wearing a slim white suit, with a gentle forehead for no reason: "It's okay, don't worry about me."
The reason why he agreed to come is because Gu Wu had watched the video of Mo Bei cooking a long time ago.
That's what he saw on the intranet of a technical school.
With just one glance, it seems that I have never forgotten it.
Probably that person's technique is too beautiful.
Whether it is handling the ingredients, or when they are stir-frying and arranging the dishes, those slender and white hands are so fast that people can only feel that watching people cook can also appreciate the beauty.
It's a pity that the video was only less than a minute long.
It was later deleted.
He has always wanted to see for himself what kind of person he is.
will have such a method.
Fast but not chaotic, and stable like a freshman.
It's a pity that he didn't find out until after he went to the technical school that the other party had already graduated.
And where the other party went, the school didn't know.
Because this person applied for the internship by himself, and did not go through the process from the school.
The only information Gu Wu got from the school was that her name was Mo Bei.
I thought it was so missed.
Unexpectedly, he met Mo's mother...
(end of this chapter)