Chapter 90

Yin moting thought about it and told housekeeper Ling in her ear that she would make rose dessert for Liu morxi.

This really made housekeeper Ling sweat. Looking at Yin moting's clumsy appearance, she felt a little embarrassed to teach Yin moting to make rose snacks.

However, when the boss opened his mouth, he could only do so. Housekeeper Ling took out the flour and sent it to Yin moting with trembling hands.

Liu Moxi covered her mouth and smiled. Yin moting knew that she was a good cook and laughed at her stupidity. The more she thought she couldn't lose face, the more disordered her hands and feet.

"Mr. Yin, this flour should be kneaded into flour first."

Housekeeper Ling poured the flour into the basin and just wanted to demonstrate. Yin moting also poured the flour into the basin, and then directly kneaded it on the dry flour. The flour was fluttering up and fell all over his face.

The people around saw that there was always some flour that couldn't be held back, and laughed back and forth.

Yin moting's hand is hanging in the air. He has eaten delicious food all over the world, but he has never touched the story behind the delicious food! Looking at the wanton flying flour, a serious face looked like a deep hatred.

Housekeeper Ling organized the maid who watched the excitement to have a rest. Yin moting has always been looked up to. Now so many people watch Yin moting make a fool of himself. If you start a fire later, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Housekeeper Ling took a towel and carefully wiped the flour on him. "President Yin, you have to add water and some water." She scooped some water. Yin moting took the water bowl and went in. Housekeeper Ling took a breath. It was clear that the basin had become noodle soup and could not be noodles at all. "A little more, add some noodles."

After decades of fighting.

Finally, in a burst of broken dishes, Yin moting finished his "masterpiece". Housekeeper Ling looked at the mess in the kitchen and didn't have to sleep tonight.

Yin moting took his love snack and found that Liu Moxi was sleepy. "Xixi, are you sleepy?" He looked a little embarrassed. He rolled up his sleeves, showed his healthy arms, covered his high-grade shirt with flour and oil stains, and touched the flour on his face.

Liu morxi picked up a piece of dessert, put it into his mouth and chewed it. It was delicious, and his tears fell down.

"My father used to cook delicious food for me." Although housekeeper Ling looks after her like a big sister, and Yin moting is good to her, Liu Moxi still thinks of Liu Siming. After all, she is her father for so long. Whether she is her own or not, it can at least show that she is not homeless.

Yin Mo Ting pressed his thumb belly on her face, wiped away her tears, lowered his voice and said, "eat something and take you to see him later."

He had already sent a drone to track Liu Siming's whereabouts when he was in Hanjia airport. Just now Anyang called and said that he had found Liu Siming's hiding place.

He just needs to make arrangements now. He can take Liu morxi to see Liu Siming later.

Liu morxi's eyes were cold. He heard that he could go to see Liu Siming. He was so excited that his blood almost flowed back. He grabbed the things on the plate and ate them. "Are we going after eating? I'm finished. Let's go."

Her mouth can't be stuffed, and she's still trying hard to put it in. Her cheeks are full of red blood.

Yin moting looked at her like this and painfully put away the plate, "OK, OK, don't worry, I'll arrange it right away."

Liu morxi nodded fiercely. He just wanted to speak. Because of the accumulation of things in his mouth, his tongue couldn't speak at all. A burst of retching from her throat made her spit out directly, and severe vomiting made tears squeeze out of her eyes.