Before Zheng Yan finished speaking, Mo Yongheng had already taken the insulated box from her hand, and lowered his head to eat the noodles.
He ate very quickly, a large box of pork feet noodles was almost eaten in two or three bites.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you. I originally wanted to say that if you don't like pig's feet noodles, it's okay to eat two bites. I didn't expect you to like it so much." Zheng Yan stared at Mo Yongheng who was buried in the noodles , very happily teased.
Hearing this, Mo Yongheng paused slightly while eating noodles, and raised his head to look at her.
In the black eyes, there was a light that she couldn't understand.
He is not hungry, and he does not believe that eating pig's feet noodles can get rid of bad luck, just because it is her wish.
Mo Yongheng's eyes flickered slightly, and just as he was about to say something, he saw her suddenly leaning forward, staring straight at the noodles in his bowl.
"You eat so delicious, is it delicious?"
She said, obviously swallowing saliva.
The frank appearance makes people's hearts move slightly.
Mo Yongheng rolled up a ball of dough with a fork and fed it to her mouth, "Do you want to try it?"
Zheng Yan didn't speak, she lowered her head and took a sip, ate the noodles he fed, then pointed to the pig's feet in the bowl.
"I want another piece of this!"
"Okay." Mo Yongheng moved his hand and fed the pig's foot into her mouth.
The small pieces of pig's knuckles have been stewed for a long time, and they are already very soft and melt in the mouth.
While eating, Zheng Yan muttered: "It's full of collagen, eating this can make up for it, and the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin is more effective than eating any beauty capsules!"
"Then you eat more." Mo Yongheng fed her another piece.
When she was about to feed the third piece, Zheng Yan looked up at him vigilantly, her dark eyes made Mo Yongheng stunned.
"What's wrong?"
Zheng Yan gasped, "Am I not beautiful enough? Or do you think I am old and can't see collagen on my face, so you keep feeding me pig's feet?"
Mo Yongheng: "..."
Didn't she want to eat
The straight man of steel has encountered the biggest problem in his life, that is, he can't figure out what the woman in front of him is thinking.
Seeing that she refused to eat, he lowered his head and ate all the pig's feet in the bowl.
The noodles were also eaten.
Not even a sip of soup was left.
Seeing that she was still staring blankly at the noodle bowl in his hand, her black eyes narrowed, "Zheng Yan, you are very beautiful, and you are not old..."
"I seemed to be eating your noodles just now." Zheng Yan said suddenly.
It seemed that it was only at this moment that they realized how intimate their actions were belatedly.
The roots of the ears were red, and the cheeks were also slightly red.
Before Mo Yongheng could say anything, she reached out to take the insulated box from him, packed it up and stuffed it under the seat.
Pretend nothing happened.
He started the car and asked him where he was going now.
"Go back to the group first. Nian Xiaomu just took over the group. At this time, she needs someone who is familiar with the group's business to help her." Mo Yongheng saw that she was shy, and directly ignored the fact that the two of them were eating a bowl of noodles, and said.
Hearing this, Zheng Yan frowned in disapproval.
"Work is very important, but the body is also very important. You just came out and didn't even go home, and you have to go to the company. Are you too anxious? And the clothes you are wearing are still from the police station. Even if you don't Go back to sleep, at least go back to take a shower and change clothes."
Zheng Yan stepped on the accelerator and drove Mo Yongheng back to his private villa.
Before the old Patriarch Mo became seriously ill, Mo Yongheng stayed by the old Patriarch's side.
But in fact, the old owner prepared a villa for him early in the morning.